Spice sat in the back, She kept her self hidden by the dark tinted glass. Her knees where pressed against her as she worked on the large guns, loading them, making sure they wouldnt stick or malfunction in anyway. She was trained well in this, she could do this in her sleep. After they where ready, She removed her 'street' wear and put a body suit on that was large on her, She needed to stay 'undercover' at all times, She also placed a large beany on her head after taking off her wig, She had it so when the time was set, she could lower it over her young face so she wouldnt be reconized. She new she wouldnt show her face to anyone besides the few that Vicy trusted with his life. She straped a few hand guns to her legs and one just to the side of her breasts so it wouldnt be seen, but she could get to it easly. She heard Vicy on the phone to jim. The time was getting closer, It was weird, She didnt mind going undercover, working in with the bad guys, watching them, being with them when they played with their drugs or toys, but on this side of the law, her heart was rasing. Her face pale, She was scared. with the badguys she was calm as if she really belonged there, but here...it was soo differnt. Even though she was scared sinceless, She could still shoot as good as any sniper. Infact, she could of been a sniper if she didnt care so much about the feeling she got when she was with the bad guys. She was ready, as she tied up her boots, Ready fot 'the hell that was going to break loose"
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