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know when I was their age, I was already walking." Sahir said as he sat down on the ground, holding both of the twins up by their waists.
Samia quickly scoffed, sitting the tablet down onto the table.
"My babies are perfectly fine, don't do that." Samia said cutting her eyes at him.
Sahir smacked his teeth, replying, "I was walking by eight months and talking when I was five months. Your sons are a little behind, but what could I expect, they do have half of your genes inside of them."
"Nigg-" Samia started, but quickly calmed down. "You almost brought out another side of me that I haven't seen in years. You gon' stop talking about my sons like that."
"I ain't gon' do not-" Sahir began to say, but quickly stopped when he seen a crazy glint in Samia's eye.
"That's what I thought." Samia said picking the tablet back up.
Madame Sinclair was residing in an abandoned part of the bayou in Louisiana. There was a fishing boat that passed it, using a certain route, every two days. That was the only way they would be able to get there, without looking suspicious.
Samia sighed, before moaning in pain. Quickly unstrapping her bra, from underneath her shirt, Samia released her tender breast from torture.
Sahir eyed the whole interaction with a stupid grin on his face.
"My daughter is finally baking." He said in the twin's face, sticking his tongue out at them.
Rolling her eyes at Sahir's comment,
"Do you really think that Blue can do this thing at the bank?" Samia asked Sahir.
If Lieutenant Blue was able to succeed, then the rest of the mission would be smooth sailing.
"Yes, he's really a good guy. Easy to mess with. Plus, all he's doing is leading the target to me." Sahir said letting out a small chuckle.
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"I really appreciate your help, Lieutenant. It's a really easy job. You just go inside and cause a commotion. Be as loud as possible." Sahir said to the Lieutenant as they both stood in front of the bank, across the street from Austin Evan's old house.
"Loud?" Lieutenant Blue questioned Sahir with an raised eyebrow.
Sahir quickly nodded his head.
Eyeing Sahir's face for any sign of foolishness, Lieutenant Blue sighed when he seen how serious Sahir was.
"But before you go, you need to loosen up." Sahir said beginning to poke the Lieutenant Blue in his sides.
"What are you doing?" Lieutenant Blue asked twisting his body around, not liking what Sahir was doing.
Discretely grabbing Lieutenant Blue's keys, Sahir backed away from him.
"Alright, go on and enjoy your first mission." Sahir said nodding towards the door of the bank.
Lieutenant Blue shot Sahir a look, before disappearing through the bank's door.
Walking towards Lieutenant Blue's police car, Sahir leaned against it, waiting.
Walking into the building, Lieutenant Blue shouted, "I'm Lieutenant Blue of the New Orleans Police department and I need someone in here ta' help me, now!"
"I need the person whose in charge of the automatic teller machine to come now!" He quickly continued.
One of the doors to the back opened, and a man stepped out. He cautiously walked towards Sahir, with his hands folded nervously behind his back.
"I want ta' talk ta' them now!" Lieutenant Blue screamed at a man sitting in a desk, who only pointed behind him.
Turning, Lieutenant Blue put his eyes on just the man he needed to see.
"Excuse me, is there a problem? Can I help you with somethin'?" He asked shyly, trying not to break his smooth cover.
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Lieutenant Blue quickly nodded his head.
"I need the man in charge of the automatic teller machine, didn't you hear?" Lieutenant Blue said stepping closer to him.
The man swallowed his spit, that seemed to thicken in his mouth. Bringing his hand up, he pushed his glasses up on his nose, before he decided to respond, "I'm Michael McConnell and I would be happy ta' help you. If you would follow me, I'll be able ta' help you."
Michael turned on his heals, heading to his office. Lieutenant Blue quickly followed behind him, matching his fast pace. Once they entered his office, Michael stood behind his desk, watching Lieutenant Blue sit down.
"I'm not that educated on what you asked, so if you would just wait here, I'll be able ta' get someone."
Lieutenant Blue raised his eyebrow, able to tell that Michael was lying. He was sweating bullets, constantly pushing his glasses up, and unable to stand completely still.
Lieutenant Blue just nodded his head, allowing Michael to go find someone else, which he did quickly.
Meanwhile outside, Sahir was on the phone with Samia.
"I just put the twins to sleep, so I think I'm gonna do some straightening up." Samia said as she began to look around their temporary apartment.
"Well there's gonna have to be a little change in your plans." Sahir said eyeing the bank door. "Secure a white lab coat and make it fast. I have to go now, love you."
Quickly hanging up the phone, Sahir counted to five. Once he was at five, the bank doors swung open and Michael McConnell was walking out of them. He began to walk past Sahir, not knowing that he should've went the other way.
Walking up behind Michael, Sahir quickly threw his arms around them, locking Michael's arms behind his back.
"Michael McConnel you are under arrest. You have the right to remain silent, if you give up that right, you may talk, sing, dance, or anything else you would like." Sahir said placing handcuffs onto Michael's hands and making his way to Lieutenant Blue's car. "You also have the right to an attorney. If you're broke and can't afford an attorney, tough shit. Now get in the car, you suspected felon."
Closing the door to the backseat, Sahir walked to the drivers side with a stupid smirk on his face. Getting into the car, he quickly pressed the keys into the ignition, turning it to start. Moving the stick shift into drive, he began to drive away from the bank.
"Wait, what am I being charged with?" Michael asked from the back seat, currently unable to get up from laying on his side.
Sahir smirked, turning around to look at Michael, since he was at a stop sign.
"That's for me to know, and for you to find out." He said before turning back around and driving off quickly.
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