A Little Party Never Killed Nobody // Noah & Drew
Noah told her six but Drew disregarded his instructions as soon as she’d heard them. She flashed her badge as she pushed through the casino doors, irritated that security would dare question the validity of her visit. As if she’d come to the place to gamble. Disgusting. Drew breezed through the lobby and stepped onto the casino floor, finding herself lots among the rows of slot machines and tables. It was much larger than she expected, and to make matters worse, it was just one of the many rooms dedicated to wasting money. She got lost a few times but eventually found her way to the banquet hall, earning twenty minutes to look around before the event started.
“This room is clear. Go cover the west entrance, Percy’s got the runs.” Drew stared at the young man walking past hurried kitchen staff and decorators. “Excuse me?” He rolled his eyes as he got closer. “You heard what I said, get out of here.” he laughed, catching her by the arm. You know you’ll get fired if you’re still here when the stiffs show up. The Avalon elite.” Drew jerked her arm away. “Who the fuck do you think you are? I am an agent of the Federal Government!” He raised an eyebrow and snorted, pointing to her plain suit and badge. “Then why are you dressed like security?” It was unprofessional to shoot the man but Drew was starting to considerate as he reached for her arm for the second time.