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Natalia smirked slightly as Nickolai popped the hood on her Aston Martin and inspected. A soft laugh escaped her lips as he recited the specs and she shook her head a bit, chocolate brown hair tousling around her shoulders.

“Stop flirting with my car, Nickolai. She’s never been touched by a man before.” Strutting over to her side of the car, she flung open the door and flipped the button so her seat fell forward, allowing Tommy entry into the backseat. “Sorry, love,” she usually tried not to put anyone with rank in the backseat but time was of the essence and it was a given that Nickolai received the other front seat. “No one drives this baby but me, hope you understand.” As Tommy settled into the back, Natalia pushed her chair back into position, one hand sliding down her thigh to make sure she had her pistols still strapped to her thigh and she recalled that her Mossberg was in her trunk. Hopefully, she would have a chance to get it out before they stormed the gates.

"I'm ready whenever you are sweet thing. Oh, and you can shower with me--anytime you want.”

The comment caused Natalia to shake her head and laugh once more. She was glad to see that Nickolai had snapped back into his teasing self again.

“You’re injured. I wouldn’t want you to strain yourself, boss.” She winked at him then swung her car into reverse, backing out of her parking spot before throwing it into gear and blazing their way down the streets to the mansion.

Their ride was swift. Natalia being one of the few females that seemed able to drive with any real skill, having participated in a few drag races down in Brazil before she had to leave the country unexpectedly. Down there she had an old school muscle car, it was all that she could afford at the time and she had built it back to its original glory with love and a lot of hard work. Now that she had the money to simply buy her toys outright, she had immediately gone for an Aston Martin. They were beautiful, sleek and powerful. Everything she aimed to be.

Pulling into the driveway with ease, she parked her car a bit away from the entrance, not wanting her lovely new ride to get shot to pieces this soon. “Anyone need a piece?” She had to go into her trunk to grab her shotgun and she had a few other guns back there as well that she had lifted off of bodies before they were tossed. After asking her question, she turned her head, settling her eyes on Nickolai as she awaited orders.