Roman remained silent, turning the volume up a bit to drown out her singing. Zadia was good at many things, but it seemed singing wasn't one of those things. He snorted, trying not to laugh as she rapped Fabolous part of the song. His fingers drummed against the steering wheel as he muttered the lyrics and drove.

As the song finished, they continued to listen to some more music that played on the radio until Roman parked the car and turned the volume down. He kept his gaze ahead, eyeing the hotel sign a couple of buildings away. "This shouldn't take more than twenty minutes. Stay here and keep the door shut."

Zadia gave him a look, her eyebrows raised. "Wouldn't it make more sense for me to go with you... just in case things go left?" She asked. "This could be a good teaching moment."

Roman paused, thinking about it for a second. "Fine." He announced, spitting the toothpick at the ground. "Come, but keep up." Shutting off the car, he took the keys and opened his door, but not before grabbing the black container from earlier. "Carry the bear." He told her while covering the bag of money in the backseat with a blanket.

When he finished and Zadia was ready, he locked the door and the both of them marched through the full parking lot with their heads down, glasses on their faces. The rain splattered against their clothes as they opened the door to the hotel building and walked into the foyer. There were a bunch of people here, Zadia cringed at the sound of their voices. "Follow me," Roman muttered walking ahead of the crowd.

Zadia followed him closely.

They found the nearest elevator and boarded, making sure to keep their faces hidden from the camera the entire ride. Stepping out of the elevator, they walked through the hallway before stopping abruptly at door D16. Roman looked both ways in the hall, before knocking. Zadia stood next to him, confused about the whole ordeal that was unraveling in front of her. She waited, just as Roman did for someone to open up and when someone did, she stayed silent. "You got the stuff?" A skinny petite Hispanic woman asked, the door opening only halfway.

"I do," Roman answered, calmly but stern. He nodded at Zadia, motioning for her to hand the lady the stuffed animal.

"Girlfriend?" The woman questioned, taking the animal from Zadia. She stared at her curiously, one hand on her hip and the other clutched around the bear.

"Let us in, Priscilla," Roman said, ignoring her question.

The woman named Priscilla smirked. "She is, huh? I didn't think you were the type of guy to date someone who wasn't a chica." She said, before opening the door wide enough for them to pass through. "Go ahead, come inside. I'm leaving anyway, that sell-out is still in his room. Eating like the fat pig he is." She informed them, stepping outside with her coat in her arms. "Aye, if it doesn't work out between you two, you know where to find me." Placing a kiss on Roman's cheek, she backed away and turned on her heels, her hips swaying as she left.

"You sure do have a lot of lady friends," Zadia jokingly said, walking into the hotel room. She awkwardly looked around, her arms crossed.

Roman shut the door behind them, locking it. "I don't. Priscilla is just a connect, that's all she's ever been." He said and then walked over to the window, pushing the curtains out of his way. He opened the window, allowing the humid air to fill the room. "Hand me that chair over there."

"You've got lipstick on your cheek." She pointed out, before dragging the hotels' chair to him.

Roman could feel his face getting hot.

He stood up, looking at the nearest mirror to see if it was true. "Fucking Priscilla." He mumbled while using the back of his hand to wipe away her lipstick residue. When it was gone, he placed the black container on the bed and opened it, getting out the sniper. "Today's lesson, how to use a sniper." He sat down, motioning Zadia to come closer. "Shooting one of these isn't simple, which is why having the perfect work area is needed." Zadia listened closely as she sat on the ground beside him, her back leaning against the bedside. "Sniper shooting isn't just about pulling the trigger. It's more than that. It revolves around stealth, and being able to shoot in your position unseen, and leave unseen."

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