The blond woman took charge pointing a laser at me.
“Casey, go check if they have the merchandise,” she said in a high pitch, old American voice.
She gave us a wide smile as the brunette walked past us to check the craft.
There was a pungent smell of fish coming from further away in the cargo bay. The blond woman face was stern.
“Nobody need to get hurt. The transfer will be completed once everything is in order.”
A shout came from behind us.
“It’s all here Mum.”
The blonde woman pursed her lips.
“I told you not to call me that. For Fuck’s sake, Maura”
They are family.
There was a surreal silence for a few moments.
“Leanne, go help your sister.”
The other woman then walked past us. A sound of rumblings came from behind us, and the occassional sound of bags hitting the surface. As the minutes, passed the woman’s eyes started to blink more often.
“Girls, are you nearly done? We don’t have all day.”
A different voice from before spoke before me.
That must be Leanne
The blond woman he up a small screen and then spoke again.
“You can see that the bitcoin has been transferred. You are free -“
Just then a group in green uniforms appeared from a distant entrance. A shout went out for us to drop our weapons.
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