He's been looking forward to this though he definitely thought the girl would chicken out when it actually came to following through. He's surprised, in a good way, when she doesn't
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It probably says a lot about dinah that she's more aware of being eyed up when she's in full leathers and short dark hair than in a wig and fishnets. Maybe it's because it's not quite as full-on. She's getting attention, without the confidence of being the Canary.
She glances around at the men quickly, perhaps because she's nervous and inimidated by so many armed men in one room. But in that second it takes to look around, she's counted guns, identified anyone likely to be carrying a hidden weapon, andfigured out exactly what she'd have to do for each man should this go south.
It's not going to go south; she's just Dinah Lance, a florist, and is here to have a bike race, not engage any organised crime.
She smiles back at him pleasantly. "You wouldn't really leave me stranded here, would you?"
Dinah's Spanish isn't brilliant, but she listens anyway, and doesn't suspect that he said anything she needs to worry about.
She watches Rico as he takes her bike, wondering briefly whether anyone would tamper with it, then decides she'd just have to deal if they do. Without her bike in her hands, she lets them fall to her side, loose but she's not relaxed enough to tie them up with activity.
"Works for me. I'd like to see where we're going."
'Fine with me. I wouldn't want it said that I won this by having an unfair advantage.'
A heavily pregnant girl walks into the hallway to see what the action is. Ramon ignores her utterly and gestures Dinah to the front door.
'After you.'
It's warm outside but not unpleasantly so. This is a good part of the city, clean and well-maintained, not too much traffic on the road outside. His bike is parked outside and Rico has pushed Dinah's behind it, watching over both of them. It's hardly necessary, no one's going to fuck with his belongings around here.
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She glances around at the men quickly, perhaps because she's nervous and inimidated by so many armed men in one room. But in that second it takes to look around, she's counted guns, identified anyone likely to be carrying a hidden weapon, andfigured out exactly what she'd have to do for each man should this go south.
It's not going to go south; she's just Dinah Lance, a florist, and is here to have a bike race, not engage any organised crime.
She smiles back at him pleasantly. "You wouldn't really leave me stranded here, would you?"
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'Depends. Might be a price for getting back.'
He shuts the door. Of course, he's planning to win this race anyway so it doesn't really make a difference.
He turns his head to the tallest of his guys, six two and all muscle shoved into a T-shirt a couple of sizes too small, and tells him in Spanish;
'Take her bike outside, Rico. We'll be there in a minute.'
And then, to Dinah (in heavily-accented and not very good English);
'How you want to do this? Drive 'round the route first?'
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She watches Rico as he takes her bike, wondering briefly whether anyone would tamper with it, then decides she'd just have to deal if they do. Without her bike in her hands, she lets them fall to her side, loose but she's not relaxed enough to tie them up with activity.
"Works for me. I'd like to see where we're going."
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A heavily pregnant girl walks into the hallway to see what the action is. Ramon ignores her utterly and gestures Dinah to the front door.
'After you.'
It's warm outside but not unpleasantly so. This is a good part of the city, clean and well-maintained, not too much traffic on the road outside. His bike is parked outside and Rico has pushed Dinah's behind it, watching over both of them. It's hardly necessary, no one's going to fuck with his belongings around here.
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