Aloisus awoke softly. As if waking was just part of the dream she had been having. She felt a kiss on her cheek, heard a whisper in her ear, but full consciousness wasn't a thing yet. The softness of the sheets and blankets cocooning her into the bed, lulling her back to sleep. She was already half way there. 

As Aloisus verged on more sleep she felt the rise of the sheets, a hand under her shirt and soft kisses on her stomach. Kisses from a pink pout lips she couldn't get enough of.

"Wake up, baby." Natalia said in a raspy voice. She had moved her way between Aloisus legs. Natalia rested her chin on the soft of Aloisus stomach. "You can't sleep all day."

Oh, but she wanted to. Aloisus wanted nothing more than to stay in bed all day with Natalia. They'd fool around between the covers all morning until one of them pulled away from the other and scampered off to the kitchen for food. Just enough sustenance to give them energy for the afternoon festivities. Shut the world away until Aloisus was fully intoxicated with the woman between her legs. 

And just then, with a happy surprise, Natalia started to move down Aloisus bare stomach with more kisses. Opening her eyes for just a moment, she saw Natalia was positioning herself between Aloisus legs. Aloisus felt a warming in her lower stomach. The wild girl must have been having the same ideas as Aloisus. She closed her eyes and slipped her hands into Natalia's brown locks. The day could wait. The work. The jobs. The crime. It could wait for this moment. 

You fucking bitch!

Aloisus reached across the table, grasping for Natalia's anything. She was ready to choke the girl. Two large men pulled her back by her shoulders just as aggressively as she had thrown herself forward. 

"It's not true. I swear!"

It was a fucking lie and Aloisus knew it as soon as the words came out of Natalia's mouth. The plea wasn't a desperate plead for her life. For Aloisus to believe that she was the honest one in this situation. It only had half heart and for a lie you need all heart. 

The evening was not playing out as glorious as Aloisus' morning had started. The women she had fucked before breakfast hadn't yet proved to be a backstabbing wench. The lies Natalia had been telling, this whole time had finally caught up with her. But they had dragged Aloisus into the boiling kettle with her. All she wanted to do was reach contacted between her fist and Natalia's face. Really fucking hard. 

"Shut the fuck up!"

Lefty Gun slammed his fist down into the middle of the table, anchoring the command. If you were still lost, you'd be able to see it all in his eyes. They had been tucked away into the back of the Italian restaurant in Reno, but still the closets table to them would hear their disturbance. No one looked up, no one stopped eating or talking or dipping their bread into a shallow dish of primo olive oil. Everyone kept on as if one girl almost attacked another and a what could easily be assumed as a street boss killed them both out of rage.

"Where's my fucking money?"

His question scared Aloisus' own rage from her. She tensed her body and sat firmly in the chair. Her eyes wide, thinking of how she'd get herself out of this one. "Maybe next time don't fucking fuck the job partner." She cursed herself. 

Aloisus and Natalia had awoken in a hotel in Reno that morning. They had gotten in very late last night, with a very specific and important transfer the next day. It was a job for a job for a job and it paid out well. But as most jobs that pay out very handsomely the risk involved is much higher. Aloisus had worked with Natalia before and things had gone without a hitch. Though, they hadn't been this physical with each other. 

"And if you're going to fuck them, at least don't trust them." Aloisus told herself. She knew better than this. It was those damn long legs Natalia had. She had watched men fall for them hundreds of  times. They had actually gotten the two women out of a jam on at least two occasions. Then, Aloisus fell for them herself. Usually, in a situation like this, she would except the consequences of her fate, take on some extra work or a spike in taxes, a held promotion. 

With Lefty Guns though, things were different. If you didn't hold up your end of the bargain you were pretty much dead. He didn't have the time or patience to deal with any fuck ups. But, it was a good sign that he had asked them a question of where his money was. Not just a statement. Aloisus had a 50% chance of survival. 

"It's in the trunk of the car."

Natalia hurried out, not wanting to make Lefty Gun wait. At all.

"Oh really." Lefty Gun sneered with half amusement to her. "And why would it be in the trunk and not his this bag."

He looked from Natalia, to his enforcer next to Aloisus. One of the guys that pulled her back as she almost ripped of Natalia's head. Next to the enforcer was the bag Natalia had given Lefty Gun just five minutes ago. He didn't even have to open it to know money was missing. That's how much money was missing. How much Natalia had stolen from him. How much she obviously cared about anyone's life besides her own. 

"Sweet Natalia, why do you lie to me like this?" 

Lefty Gun cooed at her. He was the cat and she was the mouse. He the spider and her the bug, caught in his web. Lefty Gun knew he had all the power and he didn't mind playing games. 

"Now, why don't you tell me where it really is."

Aloisus also wanted to know this. This job had paid out enough to get her free from working under Lefty Gun. Running high risk drugs from Reno to Vegas, Reno to LA, Reno to Mexico. Would have allowed her to cut out from the west and go east. That fucking bitch. When Natalia didn't answer him after a few moments, Lefty Gun became impatient. He turned his attention to Aloisus. 

"What about you? The partner in crime. Yeah, I know about you too. The tricks you've been running together. Without letting me in on the cut." He shook his head in disappointment. "Naughty, naughty."

Lefty Gun accepted the knife his enforcer offered him and took it to Natalia's neck in one swoop. 

"Now, if you girls don't tell me where my money is...." He pressed the knife into Natalia's flesh. "We're going to have to take a little trip in my car."

Kill her. I don't care. 

"Is that so." Lefty Gun hissed. Amused with a hint of pleasure in Aloisus' reply. "You wouldn't mind if I cut your girlfriend up into little pieces. Fed her to the pigs on my ol' ma's farm?" He turned to kiss Natalia's cheek. "It would be quite the treat for them. They haven't fed on pretty girl for months."

As much as the thought of pigs eating a human being was disgusting and made her want to empty her stomach from lunch she didn't give a damn if Natalia died. All the times Aloisus had thought things felt...off. Like Natalia had been doing work behind her back. For all she knew she was talking to the feds. Or worse, working with those gangs in Mexico. Aloisus had ignored all the signs, too obsessed with Natalia's body. 

Now though, the rose colored glasses were off. If Aloisus made it out alive she'd swear off women. The luscious curves, the soft lips, the gentle hands. She'd swear them off. Give men another shot. 

Why would I care about such trash. Aloisus spat the words in Natalia's direction. Kill her. I know where the money is. I'll have it to you within the next 24 hours after her death. 

Lefty Gun smiled at her, letting her know he liked what she heard. 

"My car is out back. Let us all take a ride to my favorite part of the desert."

He covered Natalia's mouth just as she was about to scream. Attract the attention of someone, anyone. Play the victim. She was too slow and now struggled under Lefty Gun's hold on her. Everyone in the place continued on with their evening as if the five of them weren't there. They exited through the rear.