Kelly said "Thank you so much by the way"

"Actually, I didn't pay your bail" Sapphire admitted which caused Kelly to go white. "Daniel told you didn't he?"

"He might have, I must have been to excited" Kelly whispered "Who did pay my bail?"

Sapphire simply said "Your cellmate, Tyler Carpinello"

Kelly's expression told the whole story of why would he do that.

(Jason or did I accidentally miss a response?)

Skyla smirked. "Itsumi's the best at what she does," she said. "But she also understands that if she knows where I am or what I'm doing, the Yakuza will target her ten-fold to get that info from her. The Black Dirt was, albeit inadvertently, the best way for me to hide from my would-be assassins."

“You think I don’t want to see my sister?” Skyla asked. “Of course I do. But I understand the situation and she will too. They’re not gonna send just any assassins, they’re going to send their best to hunt down their would be Grand Master. Here just, gimme something to write on.”

Jonathan sighed, reaching into one of his desk drawers and placing forth a notepad, turned to a blank sheet, and a pen.

Kelly said "So, long and short of it. What's been happening with Facina?" She sighed "There's only so much word you can trust in jail"

"It all started when this guy came back after five years, since he ccame back, Kenny left the Falconetties and formed the Black Dirt, the Yakuza Leader offed herself, David Falconettie was murdered, the Falconettie family has crumbled, the wife of Tyler Carpinello gets shot..." Kelly cringed at that one. "His dad puts everyone on martial law, and thne Tyler killed him. That's about the long and short of it" Sapphire explained.

(Anything I missed?)

Skyla shrugged, through her look was knowing. It was indecipherable regardless, seemingly just a jumble of words thrown together. She wouldn’t write what needed to be conveyed in plain Japanese, nor Yakuza code. Her and her sister had developed their own short hand for communication when needed.

Red Jupiter. Starry Night. Whistling trees in a moonlit garden. Tires in a grooved pavement. Spilled ink like raven’s wings. Alice.

(Not that I can think of)

"Glad you didn't pull in a stupid one, Hathor." Jonathan stated to Hathor who nodded.

"She's great, she knows her stuff." Hathor agreed.

"Fair point. You know if this compromises us in any way, we'll know pretty quickly right? We're pretty observative." Jonathan stated. "And consequences for traitors are steep." He glanced at Hathor once more before looking back to Skyla.

Bella looked around the outside of the building, frowning. She had to work here? Denmark better be grateful for this, there was nothing more demeaning than acting like a slut for the enjoyment of a bunch of soggy old men.

Bella was 23 years old, standing at 5'5 and weighing around 130 pounds. She had blonde hair running barely past her shoulder blades, she made sure to take good care of it. Her figure was rather noticeable, though thanks to high school and college track her figure leaned more towards lean and athletic than what she considered the "bimbo body". Denmark of the Black Dirt council was her boss, and he was the one assigned to infiltration since Brett's crew were deep in some other mission. Naturally, she was left woefully unaware of their dealings, but she was sure if she stepped on their toes she'd hear about it just like last time. She can only play along for so long before the term "too deep undercover" comes to her mind. Currently she was wearing a simple purple tee and a knee-height black skirt, along with the black heels she hated so much. She could walk in them just fine, but this whole situation, and outfit, just pissed her off to no end.

After a moment of glaring at her, Jonathan busted out laughing. "Ah, oh shit I'm not good at this," He coughed, trying to calm himself down as he wiped the tears from his eyes. "That's what I get for trying to emulate Brett, but man I'm just not that kinda guy, looks like I went and pissed you off." He leaned on the desk, a dumb smile still on his face. "Sorry about that, I was trying to make sure at least one person around here didn't see me as an airhead."

"Well she wanted to work with us anyway, I'm just the one that got sent because I'm the temp, I'm not really valuable to their personal operation." Jonathan leaned back into his chair again, calmed down fully. "Anyone else probably could've done it as long as they didn't try acting like a jackass like I just was."

Kelly laughed a bit "Sounds like a party"

"Yeah," Sapphire stated "Guess it makes sense for YOU to show up fashionably late"

"Miss your birthday ONE TIME" Kelly said with a groan.

Jason opened the door then jumped back seeing Bella "What the fu..." He paused "Oh! Hey Kim!"

Kim showed up and paused "You must be one of our applicants for the dancer position. I thought you called in sick" She then sighed with a smile "Whatever, I'm Kim and this Jason. Welcome to the Paradise Family." She offered her hand. "And you are, (Insert cover name here because I'm assuming Bella did not use her actual name) correct?" She said "Our hiring manager said you have the right mindset for this job."