A couple minutes later, Jesse slowly pulled into Michael's driveway. "Okay. We're here, brother. Now you have to tell us what your big, secret plan is." Sam remarked, turning to face Jesse in the car. "Be patient, Sammie, wait 'till we get inside."
Sam glared at him for calling him Sammie, but followed him out of the car and up the walkway to the door. Once the three boys were inside, Michael went upstairs to go get Fiona.
He walked into the bedroom and called out "Fi?" "What Michael?" she said in an annoyed tone as she set down her book. She was lying in bed under the covers with a large, hardcover volume in her hands.
Michael was surprised. He often wondered what Fi did in her spare time, but often his mind thought of bomb making in the garage, or gun cleaning in the loft (which they had made into their 'work' office).
Taken by surprise he asked, "Is this what you do in you spare time?" sounding every bit as taken aback as he felt. "No." Fi answered casually. "I like to build bombs and take my C-4 to the everglades to-um…. experiment." "That's what I thought," Michael said, smiling.
"Anyway, Sam, Jesse and I have a job you might want to work on. Are you-" "YES. Il do the job. Where, when and how many blocks of C-4!?" She said with a determined and exited look to her. She sprang out of bed (which she hadn't been doing a lot of lately) and walked over to Michael.
Michael laughed, and amused look on his face. "I know the job. What I don't know is what Jesse wants you in it for, though. "
"Wait, Jesse wanted me in the job? What for?" " I just told you, I don't know. All I know is Jesse needs you for whatever plan he has brewing in that head of his. So come on lets go down stairs, they're waiting for us in the kitchen."
"So, what's the job?" Fi asked. the four colleagues were huddles around the kitchen island, Jesse, Sam, and Michael sipping beer while Fiona was having lemonade. (Fiona had openly complained by not being able to have alcohol by slapping Michael in the face to which Michael said it was the doctors fault not his).
"Well, there was this pediatricians office in downtown Miami that was robbed of all their files. I mean ALL their files. The files including all the patients credit card information. We have to get to the files before the patients realize that the money drainage is coming from the pediatricians office and then they have the feds on their tails." Sam informed her.
"Well, do you know who stole it?" Fi asked. "Yeah. This arab drug cartel, Dari Vaduz, who steals money from all over the country. We had a look at his files, to. Nasty things this guys done for money. Seven cases of kidnapping, thirteen bombs in his name, and tons of other small untraceable jobs.
This guys nasty, let me tell ya." Sam took another swig of beer. "Well, all we need to do is find the place where this bastard is hiding, and blow him up!" Fi said.
Standing up with a that-explains-everything look on her face. Michael rolled his eyes. "It's not that simple, Fi. We've already found the warehouse where all the files are. The place is crawling with guards and semi-automatics." "Yeah, and Sam went a couple days ago and says he thinks the place might have explosives, in which case we can't risk losing the files." Jesse added.
The three men looked at her expectantly. "What?" She said. "That's where you come in. Favor making a new friend?" Michael shot a look at Jesse. "Okay, Jess, no. I'm not sending my sic month pregnant WIFE to go make friends with a drug cartel." Fiona looked glum for a moment, then looked up.
"No, no. I think that this could actually work." "Fi, look-." "You got a better idea?" Jesse added, determined that his plan would come into play. "Yes Michael. Anyway, I think we could talk Berry into making me a fake ID, you know Vaduz will demand to see them, and then I could pretend to be on an errand for a very….. powerful, boss.
"Which would be….?" Michael asked, waiting for an answer. "Jesse. Then you two could be his little sidekicks!" She said with an exiting little gesture. "Yes. This will be very fun." She remarked, drumming her fingers together. "Very fun."
Michael, Sam, and Jesse looked at each with slightly paniced expressions. This was going to be a loonngg job.
