>>10075624An underling entered the cabin while holding a knife. The underling looked at La Jefa and smirked. Raquel smiled back and asked:
> How is Miguelito doing at the back?> It is hungry. Had to fend him off a little. Sure you don´t want to feed it? Just for safety.> No, no, no, it´ll be fine. Don´t worry.The underboss scrolled through the profiles again, her eyes scanning the Cassandra Kade profile with a sharp, calculating gaze. She knew that she would have to be approached with care, her strengths and weaknesses weighed carefully before any contact was made. Then a detail made La Jefa's eyes narrow, her expression growing even darker.
> What is this WWA thing?> Oh, is…Lucha Libre, apart from selling the product, Kade is a Luchadora.The boss expression changed from her dark expression to one she didn´t usually had: Confusion.
> Luchadora? Doesn´t she know is fake?> Jefa, with all the respect. WWA is different; there the Lucha Libre is not fake. There was even a recent murder in a live match.> Huh, how you know?The underling took his phone out and started playing the latest WWA Hell in a Cell match for the boss. As she watched the video, her expression shifted from confusion to surprise, and then to amusement. The underboss had always been a fan of violence, and she found herself drawn into the action of the match. The crowd's cheers and boos echoed through the room, and she could feel her heart pounding with excitement.
For a few minutes, the underboss allowed herself to forget about the world outside her job, lost in the spectacle of the match. She even cheered after the pin, and hugged her subordinate. Her underling answering with a stiff and insecure hug back to her. After noticing the weirdness of the situation. La Jefa surprise and amusement evaporated, replaced by a cool, calm focus.
> This could be useful. Keep an eye on this organization as well.2/2
