"No," Katie said, although she had no idea what they were even planning to do. Though, that wasn't entirely true. They were obviously going to steal something. That's what Kat and her crew did, after all. Wait ... Katie was a thief? No, she would never do anything like ...
"Den get yo ass movin', girl," Jack pushed. "The score from dis heist will set us up for life."
"Don't act like you're the brain behind this," Sophia told him. "Kat planned this. You're just lucky we needed some muscle..."
"I know......" he said, mumbled. "But it's our score too..."
Katie looked confused. She still didn't know what they were doing. But she knew...she wasn't sure how...that she couldn't show weakness in front of them, especially not during a job. And that
She joined them in getting in a van that she knew Sophia had stolen for them. Sophia turned the ignition, grabbing the slip of paper.
"Is she gonna be any trouble?" Sophia asked.
"I don't think so," she said.
"We just need her ID and keyfob," Devon said.
"And if she's any trouble," Jack said, making a gesture with his gun.
"You'll get life for murder if it goes south." Sophia said. "We give her enough drugs so she can barely think, mess up her clothes, and drop her off somewhere. By the time her head is on straight and she can say her own name, we'll be rich. That's the plan."
After a while, with Katie mostly quiet, they pulled up to a home in a more affluent neighborhood. Katie grabbed the package...knowing she was supposed to deliver it...and use it as a way to get inside the house.
