Imani frowned as she fluffed the white tail on my costume. “A strip club?”
“There’s a dance club on that block. We’ll have them drop you there.” Adriana left the room with her phone to her ear.
I stepped out of the dress as Ashley gathered it from the floor. “Imani, can you get me a bottle of water? I need to sober up a little.” Adrenaline coursed through me, but so did a good amount of gin.
“I’ll do you one better. How about a cup of coffee?”
“You’re an angel.” She beamed at me and rushed to the small kitchenette.
“Come on.” Ashley pushed me toward the bathroom. Once I was sitting on the toilet lid, she turned to leave. “I assume you have your wigs somewhere in here?”
“There’s a blond wig in my bag.”
Jazz handed me a makeup wipe and sat on the edge of the tub. “You sure you want to do this?”
I pulled my false eyelashes off. “I have no choice.”
“You could wait and let the guys take care of it.”
“Not after Luca was stabbed. I don’t trust he’ll be safe in there.” I faced the mirror and gently wiped away my eyeshadow. “This happens now, even if I have to do it myself.”
“You’ve got a burner?”
“Yes.”
“Leave your cell here. Don’t take it. Don’t leave anything behind at the club.”
I nodded.
“Your bunny costume come with gloves?”
“Elbow length.”
Jazz nodded and handed me tissue paper to dry my eyes. “No matter what, keep them on.”
“You got it.” I grabbed my smokey eyeshadow palette and let out a heavy breath. My heart raced, making me tremble all over. “Do you think you can?” I held it out to Jazz, and she silently took it.
“And you have a gun?” She whispered.
“Yeah.”
Jazz worked quickly while the others filtered in and out. Imani brought me a bottle of water and a cup of coffee, Adriana confirmed the hired car under the alias Ms. Buck and programmed the number in my burner, and Ashley helped me put on my wig so well that the motherfucker was never coming off. With a basic black face mask, my look was complete.
As I stepped out of the bedroom, Imani rushed into the suite. She gave me a quick once over and smiled. “Your car is waiting in the loading area, and Malcolm has the cameras along the way on a loop.”
Startled, I looked at Ashley.
She shrugged. “What good is it to have a computer genius for a boyfriend if he doesn’t help my best friend do something extraordinarily foolish and dangerous?”
“That’s the spirit.” I laughed and hugged her. “Thank you.” Glancing around, it took a lot not to cry. “You guys are—”
There was a sharp knock at the door, and we all froze.
“Sasha? It’s Rosa.”
“Shit.” I rushed back into the bedroom.
“I’ll handle it,” Adriana whisper yelled.