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When all hope is lost:
The woman moved slowly through the dark alley, her look apprehensive.
"Stay close to me baby." The woman spoke.
The small child, who had been clinging to her mother, moved even closer.
"Where are we going mommy?" The child asked.
"We are looking for a man who can help us."
Just as the child was about to speak, a man wearing a soiled jacket that smelled strongly of booze, stumbled in front of them.
The woman approached cautiously, shielding the little girl behind her.
"Excuse me sir, I'm supposed to be meeting someone here. His name is Jack Daniels, are you him? Do you know him?"
The drunken man hiccupped and looked at woman and small child.
"I know'em. Foll'er me." He slurred.
He walked several feet before stopping and motioning for the woman to follow him.
She took a steadying breath and followed.
A few minutes later he led her to an old building on the corner of the alley, and motioned for her to go in.
"Wait'ere." He said before stumbling back out the door.
"What do you think BA? Anyone following her?" Hannibal asked as he pulled off the soiled jacket.
"Aint seen nothing man. Looks good to me."
Hannibal nodded and turned towards his second in command.
"Face?"
"No connection to the military either. I'd say we're good to go Hannibal."
"Alright then, let's go give her the good news."
BA and Face exited the van and followed Hannibal inside.
The woman looked startled as three men she had never seen before walked in.
"Congratulations, Mrs. Sutton. You've just found the A-Team." Hannibal said grinning.
The relief on the woman's face was evident.
"Oh thank goodness!"
"I'm Hannibal Smith. The big guy there is BA Baracus and the good looking guy in the suit is Templeton Peck, but we call him Face."
She smiled at each of them and thanked them.
Hannibal smiled sweetly at the little girl before turning his attention back to her mother.
"Now, Mrs. Sutton. Maybe it would be better if we talked in private? Your daughter can wait over there with BA. He loves kids."
"Go ahead Hope, mommy will be right over here." Mrs. Sutton said softly.
BA knelt down so he was level with the little girl.
"Come here princess. I know a game we can play."
Everyone watched as Hope peeked around BA and stared at Face. She cocked her head to one side then darted towards him.
"Hi Face, you wanna play with me?"
Hannibal laughed at the look on his lieutenant's face and shrugged as Face looked at him for help.
BA let out a high giggle as Hope led Face over to the corner of the room.
Hannibal turned his attention back to Mrs. Sutton.
"Now, you told Mr. Lee that you and your husband are being threatened?"
"Yes. My husband, Mark, is in the hospital. He was beaten outside our home."
"Whose the slimeball doing this and what is he after?" Hannibal asked trying to keep his voice down.
"His name is Chris Jenkins and he is a developer who has been buying up a lot of real estate around our home. He wants to buy our land and when we refused he began threatening us."
"Why not just sell to this guy?"
"My husband and I worked so hard to build this home and Hope was born there. We want to raise our daughter in that house Mr. Smith."
"Ain't right Hannibal. I'm gonna wring this guys neck when I see'em." BA growled.
Hannibal nodded and looked over at Face and smiled.
It looked like Face was attempting to play paddicake and was failing miserably.
"Have you called the police about this guy?" BA asked, bringing Hannibal out of his daze.
"Yes, but the chief of police is Chris Jenkins's brother-in-law. They won't help us. Please, you're our only hope."
"Well Mrs. Sutton, it looks like you've just hired the A-Team."