/Emily’s POV/
I sighed watching as the channelled money I have been monitoring show sighs of interruption, I guess those bastards finally noticed and are doing their best to stop me from getting their money of their secret accounts. I smirked and flexed my fingers as I get ready to stop whoever it is that’s messing with what I was doing. I rented a van where I sat while preparing for the perfect time to sneak into the police precinct where the Italian was detained. My job is to infiltrate the f*****g place and deliver a letter to the dude that tried to kill Eleanor, the only reason he’s hanging there at that moment was because he thought Harry would get his ass out but we need him alive.
Finally, I thought as most officers were dispatched leaving the area free a little also, I was waitin
