>>9967228Cassie clears her throat.
"Oi, is some cunt in here?" Sheila exclaims. She flips a light on, and lays eyes on Cassie, sitting on her chair in her living room as if it were the most natural thing in the world. "You fucken cunt, you-"
WHACK
A man in a gaudy outfit rushes out from behind the door, and Sheila is struck in the back of the head by a brass knuckle assisted punch as she advances toward Cassie. She never saw the cowardly attack coming, and crumples to the floor. Cassie looks down at her. "You should have stayed out of my business, Sheila."
The man, Cassie's enforcer Liam Lonergan, stands over Sheila's laid out body, and reaches toward a gun on his hip. "I'm gonna waste this bitch for what she did to me in the park."
"No!" Cassie snaps. "Put that away, wrestlers are too high profile."
Lonergan sighs, but does as he's told. Just then, the sound of a phone receiving a text message pings out across the room. Cassie and Lonergan exchange a glance. Cassie nods toward Sheila's unconscious body and Lonergan starts to search her, quickly locates the phone, and hands it to Cassie. The redhead's eyes light up as she reads the text and sees who it's from.
>Thanks again for all your help. Next night out is on me, and I’ll use my winnings from kicking Cassie’s ass! :P :P"Sola," Cassie whispers. She rises to her feet and crouches beside Sheila, using her fingerprints to unlock the phone. Then, she snaps a photo of the unconscious Aussie and sends a reply to Sola's text from Sheila's phone.
>The price of being your friend.Cassie attaches the photo to the message and hits send, before stuffing Sheila's phone into a purse. She nods toward Lonergan. "Let's go."