Open/Starter.
It was never lost to Nicki, the layers of undercover she often found herself. An ex widow, working with STRIKE, undercover in SWORD, who is currently on weekend three of serving coffee in this quaint cafe nestled in the bougie streets of high-end New York.
If there was one thing that should always count on regarding her typical targets, it would be that they longed for luxury. Every experience and moment to be decorated and their budget was always extortionate.
So here she was, noticing this particular address reoccurring in the cellphones of too many dead agents. Cutting the crusts off tiny sandwiches that rivalled her hourly wage and pouring coffee into the most unpractical cups she ever had to carry. The music was easy, the uniform fitted and not a single paper napkin in sight.
