I text Louis to let him know I had a new job and he'd need to find the guy, since I didn't have a proper address for him but  was sure I recognised the name from somewhere. 
This guy must have really pissed someone off, I was getting paid a hundred and fifty million dollars to get rid of someone's problem. I fucking love my job.
My phone started to ring as soon as I sat down, I huffed looking at the name on the screen. Louis was very talkative, and he always liked to find out information straightway.
"What?" I answered the phone, never bothering to say hi or hello, never saw a point in it.
"Get anything interesting" He asked, eager to find out any sort of information. Louis was smart though, I'll give him that. He had a talent for finding people that didn't want to be found.
"The guys name is Stefan, d'you know a Stefan?" I asked him, knowing the answer was probably no, but it'd never hurt to ask.
"I don't, gimme a week and i'll find the guy" He said. 
"Stefan Jones, I'll send you the details later" 
Then there was silence. Louis cleared his throat. 
"Stefan fucking Jones? Harry are you serious?"
"What?" I had no idea where his sudden outburst had come from.
"Stefan Jones...as in mafia guy Stefan Jones, that guy?" He raised his voice and I rolled my eyes, who cares if he's a mafia boss or some shit? That means nothing to me, he's just another job.
As soon as he said it I instantly recognised the name "oh yeah I guess it's him"
"Harry are you out of your fucking mind? doing that job is a death sentence"
Sounds like fun to me.
"So is that a no, you won't find him for me?"
"No i'm obviously going to do it, not gonna turn down my share of one fifty million, I'm not stupid" He started saying something about how lucky I am to have someone as amazing as him, and how I could never do my job without him. 
Which was probably true, I wasn't good with all the technology shit like he was. 
Then continued rambling on about the different methods he had for finding people. I picked up one of the sugar packets on the table and played with it in-between my fingers as I let out small noises of agreement with whatever Louis was saying, not actually listening to him at all.
"Can I get you a drink?" A sweet voice asked from beside me.
I hung up the phone without saying anything to Louis. I looked up to see the reason I was here in the first place. It was definitely the girl from That blue butterfly club or whatever it was called.
She looked a bit different, obviously, since she wasn't wearing dark bold makeup, her face was completely bare. Her dark hair that had been straightened was now wavy, falling down her back, stopping just above her waist. 
She was wearing some baggy black jeans and a tight white top, which had a low neck. She was so hot, I was trying my best to stare at her face but I couldn't help but rake my eyes down her body a few times.
I looked into her eyes, she definitely recognised me, I could tell by the way she was looking at me.
"Well hello again" I smiled looking up at her big brown eyes, my gaze slowly dropping to her lips, god her lips were perfect, the things I'd do to feel them against my skin again.
"What can I get for you?" she asked again, i couldn't tell if she was pretending she didn't know me, or if she just didn't care that I was here. I swore I could hear the slightest hint of an accent, but I couldn't tell what it was.