Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20161008203617/@comment-26104528-20170203042933

"Well...yeah."

"So, I got a call from Hargreave earlier and after we talked about this job, she wanted to switch you out for someone else. Boss thinks it's out of your league and not in your specialty."

Stella paused, unsure of what to make of this. Again, who the clients wanted for thier nefarious schemes was none of Flagg's concerns but this job gave Flagg every reason to be concerned. Naturally, it made sense, but there were still holes in Fritz's story.

"Allright. Let's say that's true. Why are you freaking out like this then? Not wanting me home..." she asked, still trying not to sound accusational.

"Half the reason I didn't want you home just yet was to see what Brine and Azz would think, but they kept wanting to talk antiques roadshow. The other half is I knew you'd hate the idea and I didn't want you thinking we'd gone over your head. I called your 'replacement' and asked 'em to come in tomorrow, but it just went to voicemail so who knows."

The Tigress only continued to nod. Going back to the 'buying it' analogy, she had her wallet out but the money was still inside.

"And the thing is, I honestly think I agree with Hargreave." Fritz said with a sigh; now he was actually telling the truth. "Estellia, I love you, but I know you. I'm not saying this'll happen because of you, but if something goes wrong our solution is to run; not shoot our way out like you always do."

Breath in-

"I'm sorry. I should've told you earlier, before you got this mad."