Instead they had offered Nadine money to let them search the place. They were unwilling to reach Nadine’s desired sum, but a deal was worked out nonetheless. The demi-human would allow the gangsters to search the shop for five minutes before she did anything about it. Fast forwarding into night, and the two sides met inside the flower shop.
“Your five minutes starts now,” declared the woman flatly as she closed the door behind the men. “The lights stay off. I don’t want anyone passing nearby to figure out something’s going on in here.”
“How the hell are we supposed to see? It’s five minutes, so back off! The rest of you, get searching!” The supposed leader barked out as his three underlings went about looking through the shop. Pushing past Nadine the man reached for the light switch behind her. “You already got paid-”
“And you already know what happens if you piss me off,” countered Nadine as she reached a hand out to grab the man’s wrist firmly, “so make do, or the deal’s off.” Unlike the thugs who had to flounder in the dark with flashlights Nadine’s eyes were well adapted to the dark. Staring the man down directly in his eyes as she squeezed his arm the woman smirked at the pained expression he made. Believing she had made her point clear she shoved the man backwards.
“Clock’s ticking.”