Three

Three: Trouble

Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam

Vincom Landmark 81

Rooftop

♪♪Did you think we'd be fine?

Still got scars on my back from your knife,

So don't think it's in the past,

These kind of wounds they last and they last

Lesley and I panted as we ran our butts off to the edge of the rooftop, we looked around to get any signs of helicopter from our headquarters. Unfortunately, the helicopter hasn't arrived yet and we are being chased by armed guards already.

"Officer, where the fuck is the helicopter?" I squealed as I tapped my earpiece non-stop.

"Coming," A husky voice answered.

"Coming, coming, just where the hell are you?!" I raised my voice.

"Calm down, Baroque..."

"Officer, for the next 10 seconds we will be surrounded by guards, how could you ask us to stay calm," Lesley interrupted, "We are standing at the edge of this fucking 1,513 feet high building, still no signs of helicopter!"

I tapped my earpiece, "Move quickly, Paxley!"

"Wait your ass up, Baroque." Gusion answered mockingly.

I almost roared in anger and annoyance, this guy really knows how to make me mad!

"Shit, they are everywhere!" Lesley hissed and bumped at my back.

"We are surrounded," I whispered and hold my earpiece. I got no respond, "We are surrounded," I tapped my earpiece again.

"Damn officers!" Lesley cursed.

"Again, we are surrounded!"

"The officers are quiet huh," Lesley shrugged, "Looks like they're trusting our abilities too much, they're probably watching us with popcorns in their hands. Eating their asses off and observe how do we get out in this circumstance by ourselves alone." Lesley sarcastically said on purpose, I'm sure the officers could hear us blabbering against them and they're certainly smirking while waiting for our deaths. Pathetic agent officers.

If we could just fly over them, I'll be smacking their heads off for being quiet and letting us handle this struggle by ourselves alone.

"Well then, so be it." I stretched my mask and prepared my pistols.

♪♪Now did you think it all through?

All these things will catch up to you,

And time can heal but this won't,

So if you come in my way, just don't

"Looks like blowing this place is the best choice we have, what do you think Guinevere?" Lesley said as we both prepared ourselves to defend and attack as well.

"What do you know about bombs?"

"Of course, everything." She quickly answered. "How dare you,"

"I mean no offense buddy, I just asked."

She pinched my shoulders, she must stop her mannerisms before someone could get the wrong idea and attack her with hard pinch or punch.

"I know right," She chuckled.

"You are surrounded, put down your weapons!" Someone yelled. "Again, you are surrounded! Put down your weapons!"

Lesley and I stared at each other for a couple of seconds, we then withdraw our pistols and slowly put them down the floor.

♪♪Oh, it's so sad to,

think about the good times,

You and I.

I pressed my earphone to stop the music. I silently draw my ASP Pistol 9x19mm Parabellum, but I immediately stopped when a guard casted direct his gun at me.

"Stop moving or I'll shoot you!" The guard warned.

I smirked and smiled seductively, "Oh dear, shoot me with pleasure please."

The guard stiffened, looks like he never expected a maiden like me could actually say such dirty things.

"Damn, Guinevere, I hope you're still aware everyone in the headquarters can hear us." Lesley reminded me.

"Put your hands up!"

Lesley slowly put her hands up while I stare at her, "Bulkhead, just obey them," she hissed.

"I don't obey orders from strangers." I rolled my eyes.

"I said put your hands up!"

I glared at the man who spoke, "Should I wave my hands too?"

"What the fuck, Guinevere, stop being a brat and just put your hands up!" Lesley growled against me and stepped up my foot on purpose before glaring knives at me, "You brat! Let's wait till a sound of helicopter appear! There you can spoil yourself with your vixen mouth."

"I love you, Lesley." I smirked and slowly put my hands up.

"Shut up, Guinevere."

"Look down," I said and moved my lips.

She rolled her eyes, "Are you fucking seducing me? You brat, I am straight."

"No, look down, at my pocket." I whispered and glared at her, "You dirty minded pink hair."

She then looked down, I saw confusion in her eyes, but her face brightened up when she saw the thing I've been trying to tell her by my gestures.

"Where the hell did you get such a cute pistol?"

I smirked, "Lancelot brought it for me. He found it in United States, Paris Theodore."

"I envy you for having such a caring broth—"

"Lesley..."

"Boyfriend..." She rolled her eyes and focused in front, "Oh shit, I almost forgot we are surrounded!"

"Blink." I said and moved at my fastest speed. The guards were stroked by my sudden movement, and in a blink of an eye, I was holding my ASP Pistol on my left hand while I quickly grabbed my AMT AutoMag III by my right hand.

I drew the bomb on my secret pocket, I threw it immediately to the stroked guards and pulled Lesley away as it expelled deadly gas in the air. I pulled out another bomb again and threw it direct to the guards, the stupid sentries run away thinking the bomb would explode but it just expelled another gas again making them slowly doze off.

I fired bullets and slowly took a step back at the edge of the rooftop. Lesley did the same, we are now both holding our pistols and defending our lives away from the guards scattering around the area. Every corner has armed guards, most of them were slowly knocking out because of my bomb.

"What the hell, Guinevere? I knew you were always trouble." Lesley yelled on top of her lungs while shooting the guards.

The guards cannot catch up with us anymore, they are already weak for inhaling toxic gas from my bomb. We stopped at the edge of the rooftop, we oust a quick smile when we heard a nighing helicopter.

"Just right on time," I enunciated, "I knew they're coming so I did my plan. You know, I love you so much, Lesley. If only I could kiss you—"

Lesley slapped my arms and glared at me like I am the most annoying person in the world for her, "I love you too, stop saying anything you dumb, so cringe!"

"MOVE YOUR ASSES UP! FASTER!"

We glared at the guy who screamed, it was no other than Gusion Paxley, the top annoying hot agent of Dawn Organization. He looks fine with his suit, he's certainly done with his mission and he's here to help, nevertheless, he just made my night bad.

Two ropes fell off right in front of us. I tied Lesley to her rope before I did mine. Lesley reached for my waist to tie my rope but a blasting bazooka clearly appeared right after the gas of my bomb disappeared.

"Oh shit," Lesley cursed as she struggled to tie my waist. My rope was blown by the wind and we almost fell.

"Shit!" I muttered.

I knew the guy, it was Moscov, "Trying to get away, Ladies? I don't think so." Moscov smirked.

"Shit, shit," I became frustrated. My mind is messed up, all I can think is Lesley's safety.

"What's wrong?!" Gusion yelled, "Move Baroque!"

"Fuck you, Paxley! Can't you see, I lost my rope!"

Moscov laugh, I really had goosebumps with his devilish chuckles, "Now, now, let me finish your lives."

"Oh, shit, GO!" I yelled and pushed Lesley away from me when I was sure I secured and tied her rope well.

Her scream blasted as she repeatedly cursed and yelled my name, "GUINEVERE!"

"GO NOW, GO!" I yelled at the pilot.

"What the fuck are you doing, Baroque?" Gusion screamed on top of his lungs as I saw him frustratedly brushed his silky hair using his fingers.

"GO!" I screamed and signaled a thumbs up when I saw Lesley perfectly hanging down while gripping her rope.

"You idiot!" Gusion yelled.

I almost lost my senses when Moscov heave another devilish laugh, but I totally lost myself and went mad when Gusion jumped off the helicopter and spread his arms to grip me.

"What the heck, Paxley?"