Darien walked up to the door of his partner's house,Bobby Hobbes, and knocked on the door. He leaned his back against the doorframe and waited. Five seconds later Hobbes opened the door.
"Are you ready yet?" Darien said impatiently.
"Yeah, yeah," Hobbes said locking and shutting his door. "You're late."
"Actually Hobbes, I'm 10 minutes early."
"No my friend you are 1 minute and 30 seconds late." Hobbes corrected him opening the door to his van. Darien rolled his eyes and got in.
Darien was looking out the window when Hobbes's cell phone went off. Hobbes answered it, "What's up chief…Yeah he is here with me…Ok, we're on it." Click. Hobbes set his phone down and slammed on the breaks, flinging Darien forward, slamming his face into the windshield.
"Whoa, Hobbes what's up?" Darien said rubbing his head with his hand.
Hobbes turned the car around and said, "Chief says that there is a break in down town…"
"So let the police handle it…"
"If you let me finish…there is a break in at one of the offices Chrysalis's…"
"Chrysalis has different offices?"
"Fawkes! Keep up will you? Anyway some files were stolen…one being your file."
"Ahh crap."
Jessy looked up and down both hallways, the distraction was working. She ran toward the room that had the big label on the door saying Records. She pulled a bobby pin out of her motorcross jacket and picked the lock. She turned the doorknob and walked in and went directly towards the file cabinet. Flinging the middle drawer open she automatically looked for the "F's" files. Where is Fawkes! She thought to herself.
She heard footsteps running down the hallway toward her. Kenny stuck his head in the door. "I think it's time to leave!" He ran out the door again. Jessy grabbed the file that said Fawkes on the tab, flipped down the flap to her helmet down, and ran out the door. She bolted down the stairs with the file tucked under her arm. She slammed the front doors open. She hopped on her dirt bike, started it up and took off. She turned into an alley and came out onto another street. Just as she did, a man appeared out of no where. She swerved to miss him when her front tire caught the side of the curb and sent her flying over her handlebars. She tumbled down the sidewalk and when she stopped she smacked her head on the pavement making everything go black.
Darien got up and ran over to where the biker lay. He crouched down and took the bent file from the biker and opened it. Sure enough it was everything on him. Good news was the file was in his hands…the bad news was the biker had seen him reappear. He reached his hands under the biker's back and started to pick him up when his helmet fell off to reveal that he was a she. Darien picked her up and flung her over his shoulder and walked back towards the van.
Hobbes was walking back to the van while pushing a punk teenager along whom had his hands tied behind his back. "Who is the biker dude?" Hobbes asked. Fawkes turned around. "Excuse me, dudet."
"Let's bring them back to the Chief." Fawkes said setting the girl in the back of the van.
"Why would we do that? Let's just drop them off with the police, we got the file." Hobbes rambled.
"Hobbes we have a problem"
"What?"
"Umm…the girl…she kinda…saw…well…didn't see then saw…"
"Oh geez Fawkes!"
"I'm sorry Hobbes!"
"Just get in the van."
"Hey I ain't going no where!" Interrupted the kid.
"You too!" Hobbes replied pushing him into the van.
