The job was going to go bad. Leonard knew it and Mick could read it in the tension in his shoulders, the frustrated looks, the way he's more prone to snap, to push back hard on anyone and anything.
Especially Mick. He was pushing hard, picking at all of Mick's buttons but this time Mick could see through him, he could see why. Leonard didn't want him caught up in what was undoubtedly going to be a clusterfuck of a job led by his idiot old man. They were going to get caught at best, at worst someone was going to get shot. Maybe killed.
So the night of the job Mick allowed his partner to think he was keeping his distance, to think that he was just going out to drink for the night and Leonard was too distracted, trying to see a way clear of getting caught to argue it.
Mick can move quietly when he wants to. Dark leather jacket and soft soled shoes. He's backing up his partner whether he knows it or not.
Predictably the job goes to shit. Gunfire. Alarms. Cops.
As Leonard races through the alley, trying to find an escape Mick is right there, pulling him into the shadows. "Gimme the bag Lenny," he hisses. "Fast."
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Taking The Fall
Date: 2018-03-02 02:32 pm (UTC)Especially Mick.
He was pushing hard, picking at all of Mick's buttons but this time Mick could see through him, he could see why. Leonard didn't want him caught up in what was undoubtedly going to be a clusterfuck of a job led by his idiot old man. They were going to get caught at best, at worst someone was going to get shot. Maybe killed.
So the night of the job Mick allowed his partner to think he was keeping his distance, to think that he was just going out to drink for the night and Leonard was too distracted, trying to see a way clear of getting caught to argue it.
Mick can move quietly when he wants to. Dark leather jacket and soft soled shoes. He's backing up his partner whether he knows it or not.
Predictably the job goes to shit.
Gunfire. Alarms. Cops.
As Leonard races through the alley, trying to find an escape Mick is right there, pulling him into the shadows. "Gimme the bag Lenny," he hisses. "Fast."