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Felix: Don’t worry, I have a few guns up my sleeves

Wash: I think you meant tricks?

Tucker: He did not.

Felix, pulling guns out of his sleeves: I did not.

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Villain: 31 Days of Fictober

Pairing: Felix x Reader

Word Count: 333

Requester: @mandytrekkie

A/N: You can request spooky flash fics and tsfs here!

“Felix, are you almost done getting ready?” you questioned tugging at your costume. You hated how revealing it was but it would get the job as you played distraction at the party tonight.

Halloween was good for two things. Getting away with disguises and lots of drunk rich people.

“Felix, if you are not out in one minute I’m busting down this door,” Locus pounded on the dressing room door.

“Geeze,” he stumbled out, “It takes time to look this good.”

You crossed your arms and shot a glare upon seeing his costume. Felix wasn’t paying attention though he was eating up how you looked in your own little catsuit.

“If you would like to wear that to my room later tonight, you are so welcome to,” he grinned and Locus rolled his eyes.

“Really?” Locus gestured to the smaller man.

“What?” Felix looked down at himself.

“Cruella de Vil?” You raised your eyebrows. “First off she’s a woman, second good job finding something flashy and noticeable, and third you just scream villain.”

“Hey, in this day and age anyone can be Cruella and no one will suspect what’s right in front of them. Besides they’re going to be too busy looking at you. In fact, I, myself might be. Maybe you should go change into something else. I can help,” Felix started moving towards the dressing room you had previously occupied.

Locus put a hand on his chest to stop him. When Felix looked up at him, Locus gave a hard stare and said, “Let’s just go pay for our costumes and get to the party.”

Felix rolled his eyes, “Whatever.” He waved his hand as he passed the two of you and headed for the register.

Locus turned back to you, “You remember we do have a backup plan if Felix, well, is Felix.”

“I heard that!” Felix sang, now halfway to the front of the store.

“I know but for once I’d like to go with Plan A,” you sighed.

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"You can trust me," with Felix?

“You can trust me,” Felix held out a hand to you as you struggled to get over the wall on your own.

You paused your struggle and narrowed your eyes at him before trying your best to climb on your own as he perched at the top.

“Oh come on,” he rolled his eyes as he watched you with an amused smile.

You paused once more to look up at him. “Excuse me, you tried to kill me not five minutes ago.”

“Yeah but then I found out you were hot,” Felix chuckled, “Especially with that knife. Now come on before those stupid soldiers find us.”

There was the sound of gun fire and a bullet went into the wall beside your head.

“Okay! Help!” you reached out for Felix.

“Oh, sure you want my help now,” he gave a dramatic sigh but reached down to help you.

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88. w/ Felix/Reader/Locus?

“Oh, come on. You don’t find him the least bit charming?” you elbowed your partner. “I mean, sure. He’s a pain in the ass but he’s good looking. Honestly, you both are. For real though, I’d sleep with either of you.”

You could practically feel Locus rolling his eyes but he didn’t even give you his usual grunt so you looked to him. He was looking over your shoulder.

You groaned, “He's right behind me, isn’t he?”

Locus gave a curt nod and you hung your head. As charming as you thought Felix was you did not want to feed his ego any further.

“So I smell a threesome,” Felix slung an arm over both of you. “Or we can always go one on one,” he turned to you.

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“What about a compromise? I’ll kill them first, and if it turns out they were friendly, I’ll apologize.” w/ Felix xxx

“Hey,” you stepped in front of Felix, hand on his chest. He looked down at you surprised that you were stopping him. “You can’t shoot someone just because they looked at me.”

“It wasn’t a look. He checked you out. I just figured a bullet to the brain might stop those dirty thoughts he was having,” Felix smirked and tried to step forward but you pushed him back more.

“That’s not what we’re here for plus he and his friends are civilians,” you reminded.

“Fine. I’ll just stab him a little,” Felix sighed and peaked at you to see if you would agree. You just glared at him and he gave a small huff, “What about a compromise? I’ll kill them first, and if it turns out they were friendly, I’ll apologize.”

“Felix!”

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The Good, The Bad, And The Dirty (Conclusion)

A/N: This was such a fun one to write. This is the conclusion to “Everyone keeps telling me you're the bad guy”. There could always be more later on but this the end of this plot and there will always be more Felix.

Summary: This was from the “Everyone keeps telling me you're the bad guy” prompt

You can find part one here and part two here and part three here!

Pairing: Felix x Reader

Word Count: 1,675

Warnings: Guns, Explosives, Death

“Sweetheart,” your father greeted.

You did your best not to make a face if there was a chance no matter how slim it was that you could pull this off you weren’t going to ruin it by frowning at your father.

“Hey, Daddy. Heard you wanted to congratulate me for catching one of the big bads you’ve been looking for.

“Something like that,” he gave a sickly grin as he stood from his desk and moved to stand in front of it, looking you over. “I just wanted to see with my own eyes that my daughter brought in Felix all on her own. So how’d you’d do it?”

“You know as lovely as this little reunion is and how much I’d love to recount my little daring almost escape can we please wrap this up. I got places to be,” Felix interrupted.

“The only place you're going is a cell so I think you can hold on,” you shot him a glare and he rolled his eyes dramatically.

“So how’d you do it?” your father repeated.

“Well, when you’re not flashing your badge everywhere you can blend into crowds pretty well. Caught wind of one of their hideouts. I laid low until Felix left for supplies. Followed him long enough Locus couldn’t back him up but short enough whoever he was going to wouldn’t be able to save his ass. You know I like to keep it simple so played damsel in distress saying I had some car trouble then when his back was turned gave him one good blow to the back of the head and he was out,” you explained. You had gone over this story a thousand times in case anyone asked though you never expected it to be your father asking.

“I like that version,” the hairs on your neck stood again and you took a step closer to Felix. “But see I had this feeling so I had you followed and no one could see anything out of the ordinary until once a cop followed you home but you never left your apartment and the next morning you entered so we watched a little closer and what we discovered broke my heart. My own daughter working with the bad guys. I thought I raised you right.”

“Make some noise on my count,” Locus’ voice buzzed in your ear. “Three… Two…”

“Well,” your dad raised an eyebrow.”

“One!”

“Yeah, well, you know what?! I thought my dad was a good guy turns out the only ones with their heads screwed on was those three!” you shouted.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t enough of a distraction. Your dad heard something and stood up straighter, “What was that?” He cocked his gun and looked at you with disdain, “We’re not done.”

You only caught a glimpse of blood as your dad slipped out and locked the door behind you.

“Unlock yourself we’re going now,” you commanded as you climbed on your dad’s desk and pulled out your keys to unlock the air vent.

“”What are you doing?” Felix asked with concern as he freed his wrists.

“We are leaving. We’ll figure out another way in another time. We aren’t risking this,” you shook your head.

“By chance could that lead us to the evidence room,” Felix raised an eyebrow.

“You’re kidding me,” you gave him a look as he climbed on the desk with you.

“Not at all,” he smirked.

You rolled your eyes and climbed into the vent and scooted forward enough that Felix could follow. As soon as you heard the snap of the vent back in place you began crawling as fast as you could trying to remember exactly where the evidence room was.

“Foxtrot, what’s going on,” Locus voice boomed over the coms.

“We’re in the vents. We’re trying to get to the evidence room from here,” you explained.

“You’re in the vents?” he questioned.

“Oh, yeah. How are you holding down out there?” you questioned.

“Fine. They’re searching but I’m hidden for now. Whatever plan you have I suggest you move,” Locus urged.

“Wait. If you could get to the evidence room through the vents why didn’t we try that first,” Siris growled.

“Because the only air vents I know of are in important and well-guarded spots, such as daddy dearest office so back off and let us do our job. We’ll give the signal when it’s time to pull the car around,” you commanded.

“I love a woman in charge,” Felix purred behind you.

You rolled your eyes, “Come on hotshot. Not too much further.”

“What a shame. I’m quite enjoying the view,” he teased.

You shook your head and took another turn going a little further before stopping over a dimly lit room, “We’re here.”

You paused for any signs of guards before backing up and kicking the grate a few times before it fell off with a clang. You jumped out of the vent and went straight for the weapons locker.

“No. Ammo in here since this is evidence and nothing is loaded so we have to go with the basics,” you said and tossed Felix a crowbar before picking up a baseball bat for yourself. You bent down and unstrapped a gun and the spare round you had for it. “Don’t say I’ve never gotten you anything.”

“For me, you shouldn’t have,” Felix joked and looked around, poking at a few of the boxes.

“C4 is over here. Locked up so only a very few can access it. Luckily security is shit in here and they don’t change keys,” you jingled your key ring and popped open the box. Luckily you had caught an explosives expert right before all of this and his investigation was still ongoing.

“Half for me, half for you,” you told him passing a few bricks over. “Remember where to place them?”

“Of course. Last to the car is a bitch,” Felix teased and went for the door. “Oh, almost forgot something.” Felix let go of the door and turned back to you.

“I’m not letting you take an-“ you were cut off with Felix’s lips on yours. You didn’t hesitate for second and wrapped an arm around his neck to deepen the kiss. “‘Bout time.”

Felix just smirked and left without another word. You were out the door second after him. You knew the whole station would be on the lookout for you so you were quick but careful as you planted the C4 around the building.

You were done and almost out the door when you heard a gun cock behind you. You went to reach for yours but your dad growled, “Don’t even think about it Y/N.”

You sighed and raised your hands. As you turned around you took a step back, hiding it in the motion.

“You gonna shoot me?” you questioned.

“If I have to. I don’t want to,” he replied.

“If you didn’t want to you wouldn’t point that at me,” you tried.

He smirked and it made you feel sick, “You think I do any of this because I want to? I do this because it’s what needs to be done to keep this city running. If you haven’t noticed the richest are criminals. They fuel our city. If they go down money isn’t spent, poverty seeps in. Everyone turns into a criminal then.”

“They have all the money because you let them. They are stealing from everyone but you keep telling yourself all those lies. Someone will believe them eventually but not me,” you spat.

He lowered his gun to say something but you took the moment to pull out your weapon and shoot his hand causing him to drop it.

“What the fuck?!” he shouted and went for it but you cocked the gun and he froze. “You’re not going to shoot your old man.”

“You’re right. I’m not. My old man died the day he started dealing with Lozano and every other criminal in this city. I’m killing the bad guy,” you hesitated for only a second before you pulled the trigger and went running out the back door.

You made sure no one followed you as you made your way to the car. You had given Siris the signal awhile ago. You didn't say anything as you climbed in. You were the first one in. It was quiet and awkward as you passed him the detonator.

“I don’t exactly agree with this plan or Locus and Felix bringing you into our group but I can’t say I don’t believe you’re on our side now,” Siris said softly. You knew he had heard everything, Locus too, possibly Felix if he had his earpiece in.

Locus hopped in the front seat, “Felix isn’t on coms. He ditched the earpiece. He knows the deal. Five minutes.”

“What?!” your eyes went wide.

“If he’s the last one in the building he gets five minutes then we blow the place. We can’t ruin the opportunity of the cops discovering our plan because we waited and Felix was dead on the floor the whole time,” Locus spoke calmly.

“Then I’ll get him,” you growled and tugged on the door but it wouldn’t budge.

“We can’t afford to lose you too if he’s gone,” Siris told you not looking back. You could tell he wasn’t thrilled about locking you but it was how these kinds of things worked.

You sat silently, watching your watch, the knot in your stomach tightened with each passing second.

“Just one more minute,” you pleaded.

“I’m sorry,” Siris told you in a solemn tone as he detonated the C4.

“No!” you screamed and smacked at the window.

“Aww, you do care,” Felix joked as he opened up the door behind you. You turned and while you wanted to hit him instead you pounced on him in a hug. He chuckled and rubbed your back.

“You’re an asshole,” you mumbled against him.

“It grows on you. Now let’s go home,” Felix grinned sliding into the backseat not letting go of you.

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Haven't heard from Felix in awhile... Is there any chance you could continue the "Everyone keeps telling me you're the bad guy" from where the last one left off?

You can find part one here and part two here!

Word Count: 1,139

“Tomorrow’s the day. You ready?” Felix asked walking behind you, his hand lingering on the small of your back as he did so.

“She better be. We’ve been planning this for almost a month now. No going back after this,” Siris pointed out. He still didn’t completely trust you, you didn’t blame him. Hopefully that would change after tomorrow.

“Y/N’s fine. Worry about your part,” Felix defended.

“Just because the two of you are close now,” Siris began, Felix dropped his hand off of you. It’s true the two of you had grown closer but nothing more than touches and little quips. It’s not like you swapped tragic back stories or slept together, at least not in the way that didn’t involve actual sleep. “Doesn’t mean she’s on our side. How do we know she hasn’t slipped information to her father at some point?”

You had been permitted from the three to visit your father, go about your business as if everything was normal to keep up appearances and to grab intel when you could.

“Guess we’ll find out tomorrow though I’ve been one hundred cooperative since you kidnapped me,” you pointed out.

Siris stared you down for a moment but then backed off, mumbling something about looking for the best vantage point and snatching the blue prints of the table.

“What a drama queen,” Felix rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. You snorted and he shot you a glare.

“We have important business to go over,” Locus finally spoke up.

“And what’s that? We have the plan down. I’ll wear my ear piece,” Felix promised. Though you had a feeling the only way that boy would keep his ear piece in was if the two of you super glued to his head.

“Codenames,” he corrected.

“Yeah. Yeah. I’m Felix. You’re Locus. He’s Siris. She’s-” Felix stopped himself and looked over at Locus who nodded.

“We all chose our own. You get to choose yours,” Locus told you.

You nodded racking your brain for for something, smiling as one hit you, “Foxtrot.”

“As in whiskey tango foxtrot?” Felix asked.

“Yes. I like it,” you replied, crossing your arms.

“Foxes are sly, cunning, and fast. Fitting. Plus now you can’t say shit when I call you Foxy,” Felix joked. You gave him a light punch to the shoulder.

“Foxtrot,” Locus nodded, you had a strong feeling you’d never hear your real name from him ever again and it caused a strange feeling to wash over you.

“Ready to go home, Fox?” Felix asked. You nodded, giving him a small smile.

Home was no longer your apartment. You occasionally head back there after visiting with your father but anything you needed had been moved to Felix’s apartment now. Him, Locus, and Siris never let you out of their sight however Felix’s was the only apartment you have seen. The other two never volunteered or argued when Felix brought you to his home.

“Think this will work?” you asked after laying in bed sleepless for an hour. You knew Felix wasn’t asleep either. His breathing hadn’t steadied, no light snoring.

“I think we are as prepared as we could possibly be. I think we will survive. I’m ready if things go sideways but if anything we’ll cause some trouble tomorrow,” he replied rolling onto his back.

“Not exactly the pep talk I was hoping for,” you laughed and rolled on your side to face him.

“Sorry. My track record is a little shaky and you are still an undecided factor in all this,” he admitted looking over at you.

“Well, after tomorrow you’ll know I’m a good guy too,” you told him rolling onto your back again.

“Didn’t realize good guys blew up police stations,” he smirked.

“They do when they’re the bad guys,” you replied.

You laid there in silence awhile longer until sleep finally over came you both.

The next morning the four of you met up one last time before setting off. Siris was playing sniper and getaway driver. Locus was the muscle once you were inside. Felix was the distraction. You were the inside man.

“You sure I can get out of these?” Felix asked as the two of you drove towards the police station.

“Are you kidding me? You not only have the key but I showed you how to unlock them even if you lost it,” you rolled your eyes.

“Do you think they’ll really believe you caught me?” he questioned, smile playing on his lips. Felix was being extra pesky today but you expected nothing less.

“I can rough you up a bit. Give you a shiner like you did to me when we first met. Finally get you back for that,” you teased.

“And mess with my pretty face? No thanks,” he huffed and sat back in his seat.

“Just shut up and play your part,” you laughed as you threw the car into park.

You got out and led Felix into the police station. Pushing him through the front door with a look of distain on your face.

“Well, well, well, what do we have here?” one of the officers grinned from behind the front desk.

“Just doing what you boys can’t. While you were sitting around I caught the one and only Felix,” you grinned wickedly.

A few of them made whooping noises at your comment.

“Where’s the partner?” he asked leaning across the desk for a better look.

“Are you serious? That man is a beast. I’m strong but I’m calling for back up when I bring him in,” you replied.

“Not very chatty is he?” another cop asked.

“You guys are making him shy,” you joked.

Felix chuckled, “Just trying to decide which one of you I’m going to shoot first once I’m out of these handcuffs.” You made a face and shoved Felix, “Ouch. Be nice. I bruise easily.”

Another cop appeared from the back and whispered to the first one. The first cop waved him off and turned to you, “Seems Daddy wants to congratulate you personally. He wants you to bring the weasel, see for himself and all.”

All the hairs on the back of your neck stood straight up. Never did your father ask for you to bring your bounties into the back, something was wrong.

“Oh. A personal greeting from the head honcho himself,” Felix chided.

“Keep moving and keep your trap shut,” you pushed him again, heading to your father’s office hoping your little trap comment was enough to tip off Locus and Siris.

The officer leading you back let you in Felix in before you heard the door click shut and the softest sound of a lock falling into place. You looked over your shoulder to see two of the larger officers outlined in the window of the office.

“Hey, Dad.”

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Can I get a part 2 of “Everyone keeps telling me you’re the bad guy.” it was too good :3

You can find part one here!

Word Count: 737

Warnings: Guns

“Are we seriously doing this again?” Siris asked pinching the bridge of his nose. “How can we even trust her?”

“Look she has no idea where she is. She’s not being tracked. What is she going to say? Our names?” Felix pointed out.

“He’s right,” Locus backed him up, “Y/N knows nothing that we weren’t already planning on giving out.”

“Actually,” you interrupted. “I’ve been in this building before. Nothing too distinct about it but it’s an old office building downtown, coffee across the street, right? It was used once for drug trafficking. Two years later a gang fight was broken up here. It’s the ugly puke green that stuck out to me even under the graffiti,” you gestured to the walls.

“And why tell us you know this? You could have used that to your advantage,” Felix inquired.

“Well, I figured I put all my cards on the table I have a better shot at you guys trusting me,” you shrugged.

“Why do you want us to trust you?” Felix stepped closer.

“Because I want the good guys on my side and I want the bad guys to pay,” you explained taking a step closer. “So I’ll spill. Whatever you guys need to know. My only condition is when it comes to my father. I get to take care of him.”

“Deal,” Locus agreed.

“What?! But-“ Felix turned to him but Locus stared him down.

“Deal,” he repeated but this time it was aimed at the smaller man then turned his attention back to you, “What’s the plan?”

You spent hours laying out the plans with them explaining every detail of how the police in this town worked, from training to arrests to reports. You wanted them to be as informed as possible.

You yawned, eyes starting to shut as you stared at the map, Siris still asking questions.

“I think we’re done for tonight,” Felix placed his hands in the middle of the map. “We’re all tired and we still have some planning but we all need a break so let’s go get some sleep. You’re staying with me,” Felix pointed to you.

“Fair enough. You’re place has got to be better than my hole in the wall,” you shrugged knowing none of them were ready to let you go off on your own quite yet.

“I was wrong,” you stated stepping into the box that was Felix’s apartment.

“Listen, equipment is expensive. Bounty hunting isn’t the most prolific job. At least its a roof and a bed and there’s no roaches,” he pointed out.

“What about space roaches?” you joked.

Felix stared at you for a moment not sure if you were kidding. He still answered, “No space roaches either. By the way you get the couch.”

“You have a couch?” you asked looking around the small apartment.

“Nope,” he smiled.

You made a face at him, “Looks like you’re sharing the bed then.”

“Oh, no. No. No,” he put a hand on your chest as you moved towards it.

“Oh, yes. Yes. Yes. I’m not sleeping on the floor. So its the bed or I walk,” you told him.

He aimed his gun at you once again, “Or you’re sleeping on the floor.”

You shook your head knowing his threat was empty, walked around him and flopped onto the bed.

Felix kept the gun at you then sighed and dropped it, “This would have been so much easier if you were on your daddy’s side.”

“Sorry for knowing right from wrong,” you held back a laugh at his childish demeanor.

Felix stripped down into his boxers and tank and joined you on the bed, snatching up all the blankets, “You might not be sleeping on the floor but you are not getting any blankets.”

“Fine,” you rolled your eyes. It was August and hot, you didn’t need any blankets.

The two of you laid in bed for away to the point you were sure he was asleep until his voice broke the silence, “Sorry.”

“For what?” you did believe he had plenty to be sorry for but you had a feeling he wasn’t just giving you a blanket statement.

“For that,” he pointed to your black eye.

“Don’t worry about it. I’ll get you back,” you told him.

“So sassy,” he smirked, watching you for a moment before deciding the conversation was over and rolling over actually going to bed this time.

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“Everyone keeps telling me you’re the bad guy.” w/ Felix~ <3

Word Count: 885

Warnings: Mild Violence, Guns

Having the police of chief as your father was always interesting. It means you grew up respecting the law and also disrespecting those who pretended to serve it. You were the top of your class ready to take over your father’s position but when you saw him making deals with Ruben Lozano you confronted him about it and he told you not to worry about it. That day you lost all faith in the system and more importantly your father.

You still wanted to do good so you got a police scanner and listened for calls when you weren’t working that you knew would go ignored. You were working to become a detective. It felt so old fashioned but it was that or become a gun for hire and you didn’t want to stoop to that level at least not yet.

You were currently sitting in your car listening for police scans as you studied up for your detective license. Your dad was so disappointed in you not filling his shoes but you were also disappointed in him.

There was a knock on your window and you furrowed your eyebrows as a smooth, good looking guy in a pair of shades waved through the glass to get your attention.

You rolled down your window halfway, “Can I help you?”

“Um, yeah. I’m a little lost. Mind pointing me towards the police department. I want to follow up with whoever is erasing criminal records,” he spoke like he was asking you the time and he flashed a smile so charming.

You took a minute to process exactly what he said but it was too late when your brain caught up. Your eyes went wide just in time for him throw a punch and knock you out.

You woke up a little while later. Why did your face hurt so much? Oh, yeah someone knocked you out. Your first instinct was to struggle but you were quick to prevent yourself from doing so. Instead you opened your eyes only to discover you had a bag over your head preventing you from seeing. You took a moment to move slowly only to figure out you were bound to a chair.

You froze as a warm voice spoke up, “I thought we we done with this kind of stuff.”

“We can be done with this stuff once we get to the root of the problem and this is the most direct way. It’s gonna be a lot less messy and a lot better for everyone involved,” that was the voice of the guy that punched you.

A third gravelly voice spoke up, “They’re awake.”

“Oh shit,” the guy that hit you spoke and you could his footsteps over to you.

The bag was ripped off your head and you squinted as light filled your vision. First thing that came into view was the guy that started all this then behind him was a mountain of a man, very stoic looking and farthest was well built man with a prothetic leg.

“I kind of feel insulted that the tiny one was the one sent after me,” you spoke, the mountain man smirked.

“Hey,” the smallest one defended.

“To be fair, you did get me,” you shrugged, “So what now?”

The largest man watched you curiously as the smallest one spoke again, “I don’t like this. You seem far too comfortable. I thought we check for a chip in your neck. There’s no chip is there? Is someone tracking you?”

“Not that I’m aware of though I’m guessing you were tracking me so let’s start there,” you continued like you weren’t at a disadvantage.

The small one aimed a gun at you with a frown and while your heart rate did pick up you didn’t even blink at him.

“Felix,” the large man gave a warning tone.

The quiet one in the back spoke up again finally, “We are not doing this again. We’re handling things the right way this time. We’re not murdering anyone.”

“Felix,” you mulled over then turned to the large man, “So you must be Locus. I’ve heard about you. Everyone keeps telling me you’re the bad guys. Not sure who you are though. The secret weapon?” you questioned.

“Siris,” he said shortly.

“Well, I’m so glad the meet and greet is out of the way. Now can we get back to business,” Felix whined.

“Yeah. What are we doing here?” you asked with a smirk.

“The police around here are pretty corrupt. Were going to use you to clean up this town,” Felix explained.

“Good. I’m in,” you told him.

“What?” he looked at you baffled.

“I’m in. You’re right. The police are corrupt. My father is the head of the snake. I’m in for whatever you need me for,” you clarified. “You took out Lozano before I could so at least let me help with this.”

“That wasn’t us,” Siris piped in.

“I’m out then,” you feigned.

“It was us. He’s just being a baby ignore him but we’re not the bad guys,” Felix chimed in again.

“I know. Besides even if you were how could I say no to such a pretty face,” you replied with a knowing smile.

Locus rolled his eyes as Felix shot him a toothy grin, “I like this one.”