Disclaimer: I do not own the A-team, Winston Corliss or Chow (what would I do with them if I did?).
I do claim Danny Corliss, Rebekah and Sadie Chow as my own creations.
The A-Team
By: Emma Greening
Story Name: A Snitch in the Works
Prologue
The sound of music, soft, lilting jazz music, met Mr. Danny Corliss's ears as he tilted back the cocktail into his mouth. He gazed moodily at the candles on the table, and fingered with his bow tie nervously. He looked at the party crowd warily from behind slightly closed lids. He didn't care for people, too many times people had become a nuisance, a danger to business. And all he cared about was that, and his brother, Winston too. But Winston was out of the picture now. Danny had to fend for himself.
He shifted uncomfortably as a young woman sashayed to his table, her large, hazel eyes glancing down at him for a moment as she introduced herself, " Rebekah Chow, reporter. You must be Danny Corliss! I've heard a lot about you, I must say! My friend Marianne has told me all about your brother's extradition and execution. I am sorry, about your ruined business and your brother's death."
Danny rose suspiciously, and took Rebekah by the wrist, pulling her into the chair beside him.
"Who told you about my business? Isis?" Danny questioned. He had been suspicious of his secretary flapping her lips when he had hired her. But, she had been quick, efficient and had great references. Still, that was no excuse for mouthing off.
Rebekah only looked innocently back. "Isis? No, I heard it from someone who I had a great respect for. "She turned to stare out at the slowly setting sun, painting the skyscrapers of L.A. picturesquely in red, gold and pink. "My father told me that you had a drug smuggling business, and that he was one of your suppliers for a few years when we were in China. The Corliss brothers, he told me were quote, "an excellent way to ship drugs into and out of the Americas. But this was before we came to the states. When we migrated here, my father was arrested for trying to help a criminal get back to his wife. He was only in prison a short time before he died. The stress was too much for him. "
"But why were you looking for me? After all, Miss Chow, I think I must warn you. If you want to continue the business partnership that your father and I had, it is almost impossible. When Winston was extradited it gutted most of our business. If it weren't for just a few lines not discovered I would be begging on the streets! I can hardly pay for the threads I have on now!" He glanced down at his expensive suit, and straightened it.
"I wasn't looking for you to continue the business partnership." Rebekah whispered softly. "I came here to make a proposition which I am confident you will accept."
"And what proposition is that?" Danny asked slowly, his eyes narrowing. He couldn't trust anyone anymore.
"I know who killed your brother, Danny. The A-team had your brother extradited from Venezuela, and then he was executed when he stepped foot in the states. I know how it feels to lose a loved one. It was to them that I lost my father."
"So what's your point?" Danny said shortly.
"What would you say to an alliance against these soldiers of fortune, who have torn a hole in our lives which can never be replaced?" Rebekah coaxed. "But, where are you going?"
Her eyes widened in surprise.
"If we want to take down the A-team, we're gonna need some muscle." He nodded to her as he rose from his chair and watched, pleased as Rebekah's face spread into a sweet smile.