The Mark

"So let me get this straight? Our client wants us to pop off that DJ."

"Yep Octavia, and also wants it to look like she overdosed on some drug since during raves people have sex and do drugs....according to our client. After this prom is over we go after the principal." As the pair walked into the school, Loona lit a cigarette pulled from her backpack a bottle of 19 Crimes wine, and began to sip the liquid.

"There is no alcohol or tobacco use on school premises!" Loona lowered her bottle and saw Vinyl Scratch.

"Where I come from....rumors have it that three people from this school are supposed to arrive. Anywho, I'll slug this bitch down." Loona slugged her wine and took long draws on her cigarette, and threw the butt on the ground. Loona snarled as her phone buzzed notifying her of a text. "Fuck! Blitz says that the client wants to pay extra to put a few rounds of brass into someone named.....God damn it! Snips is a side score along with some ducker named Snails! Those two won't fetch more cash because kids die for free...according to that damned jingle Blitz wrote for advertising I.M.P!"

"Loona...not so loud or that prude Octavia will..." Octavia didn't finish as Octavia and another girl that they did not know.

"Hold your profanity back a bit, this is my friend Sonata Dusk and..."

"I don't give a shit!" The brush-off was delivered and she walked off...stormed off and Loona found Octavia mixing what looked like cocaine.

"Hey Loona, I just those boys stash of cocaine and just lacing it with a chemical compound to slow the effects so they will use more of the product and then when the time inhibitor wears off it'll become an OD and poof! Snips and Snails are as dead as...as I heard Millie say that Blitz says 'Christ on a stick'. Since Arsenic is stored in the chemistry lab and all...I just copied the form and everything about that photographer; it is an easy setup."

"Why not just cut their fucking wrists? We are I.M.P. do make murders seem like suicide after all."

Three Days Later

"I can't believe those two overdosed!"

"Trixie...rumors are flying and I'm sure you've heard them as well."

"I have Loona...Photo-Finish does deal on the side and she was seen around the lab I heard someone say a bit a go."

"God fucking damn it! She did buy some arsenic to kill some rodents a while back! I want to know if arsenic was involved and if she got help from someone!" Trixie stormed off screaming, and somewhere on the far end Photo-Finish dug herself into a hole and couldn't dig out. When she fessed up to buy arsenic and other items to get her rats to eat the poison. She was also caught with her product of cocaine on her person as well. The case was easily set against her and Loona and Octavia were making sure their phones were wiped of the texts from their client and Blitz. Now they could focus on their main tasks and forget about the two that they were just three rings down from the I.M.P office in Imp City.