Only You.

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"Ms Juri, there has been a proposal submitted to you." A man spoke lowly as he stood guard with multiple other men, his gun in his hand.

"And you're telling me that now, because?" She spoke up from her concentration.

She sat cross legged infront of a small painting, parchment paper taped onto the glass cover of the art.

She was carefully tracing over the signature of that painting, it is to be compared with the other signatures to see if this one is a fake or the original.

"Miguel Shoreditch would like to partner with you." He answered.

"Does he have the 50 thousand I lent him?" She asked with a questioning look as she smoothly took the tape and the paper off.

"He says he will give the other half through the sculpture he has made from Statuario Carrara." He informed.

"This son of a bitch- the marble I gave him two years ago? Tch, that's another seven thousand. Add it to his debt when we are done here." She said in irritation.

"Yes, Ms.Juri." He nodded his head

Grabbing a spray of white vinegar, she sprayed a small amount on the glass then wiped it down with a soft microfiber cloth.

Placing the copied signature into a plastic bag, she clipped it up and handed it over to one of the men.

"I'm done, let's go-"

An alarm went off, the crimson red lights on the walls flashing into their eyes.

She stamped on the ground in annoyance.

"We must leave now!" The man called.

"Yeah, whisk me away and shit." She sighed out in defeat as she had a bored look on her face.

As a guard picked her up, respectfully, he ran down the steps along with the other men, sheilding them from any possible enemies.

She lifted her head, looking over the guards shoulder and heard the sound of somebody taunting the enemy.

She saw a flash of blue doing a back flip into the other corridor intersecting with the one they were running down.

Her brow raised in confusion.

She then heard the familiar laughter of Dick.

"Now what the hell is he doing here-?" She let out sneeze as she saw him electrocute somebody with his escrima sticks.

"Hold on- you guys head back to Tobi, I have to speak to a friend for a minute." She said as she wiggled her way out of the man's grasp.

"But-"

"I'll be fine, now go on." She said.

They gave her looks of uncertainty.

"I've got protection." She shrugged, holding up her chains.

"Please be careful." They bowed to her before rushing off.

She turned around, shoving her hands into her black sweatpants, she began to make her way towards the commotion.

Art works were being destroyed in the process of Dick fending off against a bulky man.

A vase was thrown at him but fortunately he dodged out of the way.

'That's gotta be worth hundred thousand dollars.' She thought as she nibbled away on plantain chips.

"Juri!?" He shrieked in disbelief, seeing her with a hood over her head, casting a shadow over half her face.