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"The world is full of monsters with friendly faces and angels full of scars."
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"I could have died or at the very least blown the entire operation," I nearly yelled as I spoke over the phone to Obi-Wan after telling him everything that happened. But since he was my superior, I did my best to keep my voice in check, "I was barely there for ten minutes before they walked in, you said he was busy."
"I know, but when Connor told me he left and was headed in the direction of the club, it was too late to contact you," Obi-Wan sighed heavily, "But I knew you'd get out of it okay, and you did. And you didn't get caught either so that's what's important."
Of course that's all he has to say.
"I still assaulted him Obi-Wan. I left him bleeding on the ground all because you wouldn't listen to me when I said going there wasn't a good idea," The guilt was eating away at me, and all I kept seeing was the image of him on the floor with his blood trickling down his face.
I'm glad I got away without being killed or recognized, but I hated how I did it. I'm not even sure just how okay he is or if I caused him to lose his eye or something.
Obi-Wan huffed, "It's not that big of a deal, he deserved a good smack for everything he's done."
His words shouldn't have angered me as much as they did, "Which is what exactly?" I snapped, "Money laundering? That hardly calls for violence, he's not physically hurting anyone."
Obi-Wan was silent for a few seconds, but I could still hear his quiet breathing through the phone, "It's good that you're building these friendships to make your job easier, but don't lose sight of the kind of people they really are. You forget, a dead body was found just a few days ago in the alleyway connected to his bar."
I groaned, rolling my eyes, "But I already told you I was with him-"
"And what about the others?" He cut me off, "His sister, Firmus Piett, Aaron, and even a few of the bouncers — none have solid alibis and they could have easily acted on an order."
I tightened my grip on the phone in frustration. If someone told me in beginning that when I accepted this job I'd be here, defending my marks against my superior, I'd say they were fucking insane.
Yet here I am.
And I know that they're not the best people to exist, and they're doing things that go against my very livelihood, but I know in my heart that they're anything but murderers. Which is one of the worst crimes in my book, so I don't take it lightly.
I sighed as I lightened my grip on the phone and calmed my nerves, "I'm not trying to say they're good people, and this in no way affects how I plan to do my job. I just don't think they're killers sir and shouldn't be labeled as that," I said, hoping he would trust my word, "There's an actual killer out there and I think you should focus on finding them before another body surfaces."
"Well it's a good thing I don't pay you to think," He snapped, taking me by surprise, "Now you keep doing your job from the inside your way, and I'll do mine from the outside my way. Call me if you need anything." And with that, he hung up. With a deep breath, I pulled the phone away from my ear and gazed at the screen.
That didn't go at all how I expected it to, and now I feared he was going to think negatively of me for defending them. But it's not like I'm siding with them completely or trying to keep them from going to jail for their crimes all-together. I just know that I'm right about them not being as bad he wants them to be. But his hatred and lust for getting Anakin behind bars has been clouding his judgement lately, and I hope he comes to realize that before he does anything drastic.
Plus there's an actual murderer out there, and I haven't heard anything about them trying to find out who it is. So I'm worried they're sweeping it under the rug and going to pin it on one of them—most likely Anakin—because it's convenient.
Deciding not to give myself a headache by dwelling on this, since there isn't anything I can do in my position. I figured I'd distract myself by checking in on the one thing that's been bothering me for the past hour.
I went to my contacts and scrolled to a specific name. My thumb hovered over it for a few seconds before I finally pressed the call button.
As I listened to it ring, I took a seat on my couch and placed my feet up on the coffee table. It only rang a total of four times before I got an answer, "Hey (y/n), what's up?" Ahsoka greeted me in her normal cheerful voice.
"Hey Ahsoka, sorry to bother you, but I was just wondering what time you're picking me up tomorrow?" I made up an excuse for this call, when really I was hoping to learn of Anakin's condition. I just needed a moment to figure out how I plan to ask without raising any alarms.
"You're no bother," She said with a smile in her voice, "I was thinking that I can get you in the early afternoon, like twelve, and maybe we can get lunch and then get ready together at my house-"
"My house, you don't even pay bills." Anakin's muffled voice interrupted her.
I breathed out a quiet sigh of relief when I heard him. He sounded like he was okay, and if it was really serious then he would be at a hospital right now. And judging by the sound of the blowing wind in the background, followed by horns, they were in a car, "Oh shut up and don't miss the coffee shop drive thr- you missed the coffee shop drive thru." She complained and I couldn't help but chuckle.
"Okay twelve is perfect. And I'll let you go so I can get back to binging reality shows, bored out of my mind," I didn't get a verbal confirmation that he was okay, but with the way they were interacting—normal bickering—I felt a little better. And I'll see the actual damage for myself when I see him tomorrow.
"That does sound boring," Ahsoka grimaced, "Oh wait I have an idea, why don't you just come over now? That way neither of us can be bored since my annoying brother is insisting on me staying in for the night - despite me having dinner plans, which I had to cancel."
I heard Anakin sigh, "Don't make me sound like an ass. I would just feel comfortable with you safely in the house with me tonight, okay?" He spoke low and I had to decipher a few of his words, because he was too quiet for me to fully hear.
I heard Ahsoka mumble something back, but I wasn't actually listening because I got lost in my own guilt-filled thoughts. I felt bad that he was making her stay in and cancel her plans—which were probably with Piett—because I knew they were canceled because of me and what happened. Anakin probably didn't feel safe having his little sister out of his sight right now, especially with not knowing who exactly I was associated with.
But on the bright side, this is good for the job. I get to go to their house even earlier, and I've already been itching to see it. I've been told it's big so I was worried that one night wouldn't be enough to get through it - now I'll have two. As long as I don't get caught, but I already have a plan that will help me get by unscathed.
I smiled, "I think that's a wonderful idea, I just need to pack a bag with a few of my things."
I heard her let out a little squeal, and I was really starting to wonder if she had any other friends besides me and the limited people she has surrounding her. That would explain why she clung to me so quickly, maybe she's lonely and craving a female companion. That entire club is basically a sausage fest besides us.
"Ani we need to get (y/n) she's staying for the weekend." She told him, not really asking for permission.
"Tell her we'll be there in fifteen," He said with no hesitation.
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As I got in the car, the first thing I noticed was the white bandages covering Anakin's right eye, "Hey (y/n)," Ahsoka smiled as she turned around in the passenger to seat to look at me, and I gave her a wave and a greeting in return, "Looking cute as ever," She playfully eyed my gray sweatpants and black spaghetti strapped shirt. I didn't even bother to change out of my pajamas after the call since it was already past eight and I knew we were staying in, "Don't you think so An- oh wait sorry, I forgot you were blind." She teased him as she turned back around to face forward.
He turned his head so his left eye could look at her ,and I got a better view of his bandage that had a slight red tint, "You're an asshole." He huffed before turning and looking up at me through his rear view mirror, "It's nice to see you, I hope you've had a good week off." He spoke in a professional and polite tone.
It felt strange looking at him right now knowing the position we were both in just a few hours prior — with a gun to my head. But the more I thought about it, the more I didn't believe he had any the intentions of using it. Many people own guns for protection, so I can't assume the worst just by him having one. And I did break in so he had every right to defend his property.
"It's nice to see you too," I pushed a smile onto my face, despite how tense I felt, "And has been relaxing," More like stressful, "But can I ask what happened to your eye?" I wanted to know what he would say since I knew he wouldn't tell the truth. But I also felt very deceiving in this moment, as if I was trying to portray myself as a concerned innocent person.
Which yes I was concerned, but far from innocent.
Without much hesitation, he lied, "I was clumsy and hit it against a sharp corner, but it's not as bad as it looks. Ahsoka is making me wear this," He took one hand off the wheel and pointed at the bandage.
"Not as bad as it looks," She mumbled with an eye roll that I could see from the mirror she had down as she fixed her hair. Anakin side-glanced her, "Stop trying to be mister tough guy, its definitely going to scar."
Great, now he's going to have a permanent and physical reminder of my lies and deceit, "Did it hurt?" I felt so stupid for asking that, I'm sure it did. But I guess I just wanted to know exactly how much I hurt him.
He shrugged, and looked back at me through the mirror, "For a minute, but I've had worse so like I said, it's not as bad as it looks." He smirked with a flirtatious wink before looking back at the road ahead.
"Wait where are we going?"Ahsoka ended the conversation between us as she furrowed her brows, closing the mirror and lifting up the visor.
"To pick up Piett from the club, I had him install a few extra security cameras," Fuck, "And he doesn't want to go back to his apartment tonight, so he's staying over too."
"Aw that's so cute," She turned her body in her seat so she was fully facing him, "Are you guys going to braid each other's hair and paint your nails?" She teased even though I know shes hiding her joy at the idea of him being there with her.
He hit the brakes a little aggressively, causing her to lunge forward, so she had to place her hand on the dashboard for support so she wouldn't hit it, "Oops," Anakin chuckled quietly when she shot him a death glare, "And no, there's a basketball game on tonight so that's what we'll be doing. We'll leave the nail painting and hair braiding to you girls."
"Oh that's not at all what we'll be doing," Ahsoka turned to look at me with a mischievous grin, then mouthed 'I have edibles.'
My eyes widened.
I had no plans to accept her offer, but her getting high just might be exactly what I need to get her to open up more and spill some tea, as she would say.
Plus it may be entertaining to see, this is definitely going to be an interesting night.
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So I know not all of you would keen on the idea of weed. But as someone who had to do it at one point for anxiety and depression, it's not the worst thing they could be doing 🤷🏻♀️ and trust me, I have a fun plan for the night that many of you have been waiting for❤️
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