Author's Note: Hey everybody!
Thank you for waiting. After posting the first chapter, I had to get ready for school- but now I'm free for spring break.
Thank you for the favorites and follows, I feel motivated to continue with the story.
To those who reviewed, a shout out to:
NicoleR85: That's okay. I'm glad you loved the beginning, enjoy this new chapter. I will definitely update soon, and write Lolita and Henley in the story.
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Now in this chapter, Alma Dray comes to see Dylan and you'll find out why she's there. Read on and enjoy.
Chapter 2
Dylan Rhodes walks up to a door and then peeks in. He turns around and enters a room, where a meeting is taking place. The conversation stops as everyone looked up.
"Oh hey, oh sorry;" Dylan apologized.
"Can I have you for a couple of minutes?"
"I'm right in the middle of something Dylan," Agent Natalie Austin responded.
"No, I know. It's okay; hey everybody. Sorry, sorry about that."
Natalie sighs.
"Call the mayor," She instructed the group and follows Dylan with a cross Agent Cowan behind her.
"Thanks a lot," said Dylan. "Twins huh? Good."
"Look I wouldn't have brought you out of that meeting unless it was something important."
The FBI agents go into Dylan's office. Up on a bulletin board there are hundreds of Horsemen photos, sightings, and maps.
Dylan had been doing secret investigations of The Eye and keeping tabs on the infamous magicians; outside of the agency. Cowan and Natalie are unaware of Dylan's true identity as the sixth Horsemen.
"It's about the Horsemen," Dylan continued. "Something's happening here and it's happening now. Message boards, elite magic society. There is chatter going on about the Horsemen and something happening with Octa, the giant software company."
"I know what Octa is," Natalie said.
"I'm sorry ma'am, but two months ago we sent men to Philadelphia because he knew…" Cowan interjected.
"And I said that I was wrong," Dylan added.
"He knew that the Horsemen were going to hit the Euro-Atlantic Banking Summit." Cowan broke in.
"I have proof," Dylan insisted.
"Let him talk," Natalie advised Cowan.
"Thank you, communications." The dark haired man pointed at his bulletin.
"Contact between who I think might be Daniel Atlas," Dylan hands Natalie a photo of Daniel.
"And who may be Merritt McKinney," He hands the brunette a photo of the mentalist.
"Same goes for Henley Reeves and Lolita Hart, those two might have stayed in touch with them." Dylan held up pictures of the escape artist and the contortionist.
"And what do you have?" Natalie inquired. "Emails, cell phones, or transcripts?"
"Pigeons," Dylan replied.
"What?" Cowan asks.
"I'm sorry, you mean stool pigeons?" Natalie questioned.
"No, I mean actual pigeon pigeons. Like carrier pigeons," Dylan clarified.
"Okay? Magicians work with pigeons,"
"Doves," Cowan corrected.
"Stay with me," Dylan persuaded.
"This pigeon, right here…there's Daniel Atlas; same pigeon, East Village." He points at a red line on the map. "Same pigeon, West Village… 42nd Street, pigeon…65th Street, all the way up to the George Washington Bridge on a sail boat with a guy that looks like Merritt McKinney. Yet also that same bird is at other locations where Lolita Hart and Henley Reeves have been spotted."
"And does this all mean…"
"I know what it means. It means nothing, its bullshit." Cowan piped up.
"I wouldn't underestimate him if I were you," A voice said.
The three adults turned around to see Alma Dray standing in the doorway. She looked the same as ever before, casually dressed and her long blonde hair down.
Dylan's face lights up.
"Alma," He walks over to the Frenchwoman and hugged her, as she hugs him back.
"You remember Cowan,"
"Yes of course," Alma said as Cowan nodded curtly.
"Natalie, this is Alma Dray from Interpol. Alma, Natalie Austin. She worked with me on the case last year as first timer off the desk." Dylan explained.
"Hello," Alma greeted, smiling.
"So you know a thing or two about these Horsemen?" Natalie questions.
"Yes," Alma nodded. "There are some things about Dylan that you don't know."
"Like what?"
"That is something you'll have to take up with him." Alma answered.
"So what brings you to the Big Apple?" Cowan asks. "On vacation?"
"Yes. Would you mind if I borrow Dylan for a second?"
"Not at all," Natalie replied.
Alma leaves the office with Dylan behind her.
"So you're still working at Interpol?" The FBI agent asked once they were out in the hallway.
Alma hesitates before answering "No, I got fired."
"What?" Dylan looked surprised. "Why?"
"Outside of Interpol, I've been doing secret investigations on The Eye. It went against the rules and when Interpol found out; I lost my job."
"Oh I'm sorry to hear that," said Dylan.
Alma sighs.
"Anyways, I flew to New York just to get away from the drama of it. I figured I'd see you and we spend time together."
"But enough about me, what about you?" Alma asked. "Are you still researching The Eye?"
"No," Dylan said.
"Is that so?" Alma raised an eyebrow. "Then what was the conversation about?"
"It was about me keeping tabs on the Horsemen so I can stop them from performing any shenanigans, like they did in Vegas and New Orleans. Other than that, nothing much;" Dylan lied.
Alma seemed to buy it.
"Does Cowan and Natalie know about your true identity?" She questioned.
"No, and you can't say anything to them about it."
"Your secret is safe with me," Alma assured.
"Well, I better get back to work. It's great to see you again and don't worry you'll find another job. Plus we can definitely hang out together, do something."
The blonde nodded, smiling a bit.
"Sounds good to me, I'll see you around then."
"See you around then," said Dylan.
He turned around and went back to his office.
A/N: Well, I hoped you liked the second chapter! In the third chapter, Daniel visits Henley at her apartment. Until then, more soon!