Wild_Kitten was practicing under the bigtop, sans safety net.  She liked to do these things in the middle of the night when no one else was around.  She didn’t mind an audience while performing, as a matter of fact she reveled in the attention, but when practicing she liked to be alone.  Kitten liked perfecting things before doing them in front of others.  She felt like she was ready, and she certainly looked the part.  She was wearing her kitten costume, and it was skin tight.  Her make-up was purrrfect and her green eyes pulled the whole thing together.  Sometimes she even convinced herself that she was a feline.  All her movements were catlike as she climbed the ladder up to the high wire and got into position.

Once she was situated on the wire she closes her eyes and takes a deep breath.  She feels the crowd, hears their gasps and roars as if they are actually with her.   She then begins her journey across the wire.  The balancing is second nature to her as she tippy toes gracefully across.  Just as she is to take the last step onto safety she hears an eerie blood curdling scream that almost causes her to misstep.  She jumps to safety just in time and holds the pole tightly until she can get her bearings and figure out exactly what that was. Wild_Kitten shimmies down the pole with agility and elegance. Normally she would have spent several minutes bowing to the imaginary crowd, but this time all she can think about is that scream.

Wild_Kitten approached the group, seemingly unperturbed by the scene before her. She recognized the situation for what it was, and with a curl of her slender finger, indicated the team follow her to the ringmaster's office. Nikki looked at the others and shrugged before returning her gaze to Cesare, a tilt of her head letting him know he should do something with the fool on the ground, which he did. Leaning down, he reared back his fist and delivered a bone-crushing blow, knocking the assistant out. 

Oh, if he'd only had a lightbulb, Nikki mused with a quiet smile as they followed Kitten down the midway and into the office. Once inside, the group stood and watched as the costumed lady silently riffled through drawers and paperwork, finally producing a sheet with a handwritten address. She held it forth, a fiery look in her green eyes, and Nikki knew then that they'd tried to sell her, too. She tried to keep her building rage in check, but damn, it was becoming so difficult.

"Would you like to join us? We don't have a high-wire, but I think you'd fit in purrrrfectly," Nikki said, watching as the other woman smiled. 

With address in hand, the group marched back to the cars. Tossing the Lago's keys to Euros. Nikki winked at her. 

"Gotta learn to drive sooner or later, right, Kiddo? Just don't wreck her...I'm rather fond of that car," she called out as Kitten moved towards the passenger's side and Nikki and Caesar climbed into the truck. 

Or battering ram, one could call it as they soon found the address and crashed through the front gate.

Whoever the owner of the mansion was, hadn't ever dreamed that someone would drive a box truck through his wrought iron gate, and so resistance was fairly light at first. Cesare slammed into the front steps of the building throwing himself into the steering wheel. Nikki and the...Kitten, were on their way through the gate and he heard the distinctive pops of them evidently dealing with minor security the only proper way.

Cesare stumbled into the car and retrieved the pistol from his waistband before plunging into the house ahead of them. The inside foyer had a direct line of site through the glass back wall of the house where outside, at least four more guards hustled towards the building. Just faintly, Cesare could make out the figure of who he took to be the boss and next to him, was Takum, wrapped in chains near the pool outside. Fury leapt into Cesare's eyes and he raised his pistol towards the guards through the glass.

BANG!

The retort of the gun seemed to cause the back windows to shatter as one of the guards stumbled and fell. He continued. It was like he was simply pointing his finger at who would fall next.

BANG!

BANG!

By now he was stepping through the shattered panes and the two women had caught up to him, manically dealing death to the reinforcements pouring out of the hallways.

Cesare's eyes were fixed on the boss. The man spun around just in time to be greeted by the barrel of Cesare's gun.

"The keys." The man seemed confused.

"THE GODDAMN KEYS ASSHOLE! NOW!" Cesare bellowed.

The man frantically searched his jacket pocket until he produced the key to the padlock and deposited it into Cesare's hand.

BANG!

The man's body seemingly teleported to the ground without so much as a sound. Behind him, the sound of death dealing from Nikki and Kitten seemed to die away. For good measure Cesare emptied the rest of his clip into the man's skull, sending chunks of him floating through the pool water.

He tossed the keys to Nikki who immediately ran over to soothe Takum. He'd been through hell and back by the looks of him, but he was finally safe.

Finally...

the soft click of the padlock was heard and the shuffling of chains confirmed,

...Free