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Auggie was in such a state of shock that he wasn't able to deflect the blow that was issued to his right arm, causing him to fumble his grip as she flipped him over. She was off him in a flash as Auggie lay there utterly stunned.
"Annie?" Auggie heard the retreating feet momentarily stop as he waited with baited breath. His heart was pounding as he pulled himself into a sitting position angling in the direction of where the feet had run off, wishing more than anything at that moment to have regained his sight.
"Auggie!" Stu's voice pierced the cold night air and then the sound of running feet pounded towards him, a moment before another set of footsteps ran off in the opposite direction.
"Annie, wait!" Auggie pulled himself to his feet and took a few steps in the direction of where he'd last heard the footsteps.
Stu grabbed his arm and angled him towards him, "Auggie, what are you doing?"
Auggie shook is arm off, "It was Annie, she was here!"
"Auggie, listen man, it could have been anyone. We've got more pressing matters at hand here. Jai has Ishkoff. He caught him in the emergency stairs inside the hotel."
Stu watched as Auggie turned his head in his direction, his breathing still heavy as he processed his words.
"We got him, Auggie."
Auggie had been restrained from the room where they'd kept Ishkoff as well as the section of the plane where he was being kept next to the fire marshal on the way back to D.C. Stu, Louis and Jai had attempted to convince him to let him live until they had him back at Langley, where they were able to interrogate him. The greater good speech was repeated countless times until Auggie gave up on struggling against the other operatives. He accepted the fact that this was not the time to take his revenge, especially when he had the three operatives blocking his every path.
Auggie, Stu, Jai and Louis all stood in Joan's office for debriefing about the mission. Joan, sensing that Auggie was holding something back, waited for the others to leave before questioning him on the events.
"Auggie, you disobeyed deliberate orders. Orders that required you not interfere in the field work and remain out of play in the van with Stu. However, this mission was successful and we obtained Ishkoff. We got there before the assassin was able to take him out, and we need to be thankful to that. It will take some time to obtain the information Ishkoff is holding from us-
"Annie was there." Auggie cut her off abruptly.
Joan looked questioningly at Auggie, "You and I both know that's not possible Auggie."
"I tackled someone at the bottom of the fire escape of the hotel. It was Annie." Despite his efforts to dismiss any evidence that it was not Annie he had tackled at the bottom of the stairs, the shape beneath him and her perfume was hard core proof that she had been there. He'd sparred with her enough times to know her moves and her features, as well as his clear memories of how she held herself, to know that this person could have been no other than Annie Walker. Hell, he'd been the one to teach her how to break out of a pinned down position, and that's exactly what she'd used to break out of his hold. Her perfume has just a permanent fact that had edged itself into his memories, for him to still smell it, as if it was in front of him.
"Auggie, I know this has been a difficult situation for you-
"Do not tell me what I did and did not see that night. This isn't some hallucination from post traumatic stress, Joan. That was Annie. Do we even have hard core evidence she was in the explosion in the first place?" His anger and frustration directed towards his boss was evident in each of his words that past his lips.
Joan, knowing that she wasn't going to get anywhere with arguing with him, went over what she'd read in the reports of the explosion. "They found a few tissue samples."
"No bones or teeth? Fingers, limbs, anything?" He knew this already he was just clarifying the usual evidential pieces that are used in determining bodies in explosions.
"The barely found any remains of her sister and her husband and their children. Everything was ash to dust by the time they'd doused the flames, Auggie." This was just as hard for her to say it as it was to read it that day. However she kept her face stoic and her emotions in check. To have one of operatives, let alone one of her best, have their life ended in that way was more than traumatic for Joan. She wanted nothing more than to barge into the holding cell of the agency and beat Ishkoff to death with her bare hands. But even though she couldn't, she was more than willing to play hard ball in interrogation, preferably off the books.
"Think about it, Joan. The one person whose tracking down and taking out the ones responsible for the death of her family is the one person who'd have motive to do it, have the skills and knowledge to pull it off, and who'd do anything and everything they could to accomplish it. White Shadow is Annie Walker." Auggie's breath was heavy as his heart pumped fast beats through his veins.
There was a knock at the door before Joan could retort. Arthur's assistant Josephine stood with her head poking into Joan's office. "Sorry to interrupt Joan. Arthur needs to see you in his office when you're done here."
Joan nodded and looked back to the angered and desperate August who stood there with a resigned look on his face. Joan to a step towards him, believing that he believed it was true, but couldn't see the possibility of it actually being Annie in the field. "Auggie, if you truly believe this, then find me some hard evidence to support it. I can't run anything by as certain by just going off your instinct of this one. If you are right, then we need to find her."
Auggie gave a stiff nod and headed out of her office.
Joan walked into Arthur's office without bothering to knock. She was the only one in his life who was allowed to stroll in unannounced, and that's what he loved about her. Arthur was standing facing the window that overlooked the west side of the agency.
"You wanted to see me?"
Arthur turned at the sound of her voice but made no move towards her. Joan kept her face stoic but could sense something off about her husband. She knew she wasn't going to like whatever the reason he'd brought her into his office for.
"Have you been to see Ishkoff?"
"Not as such. I listened in on the initial interrogation but he remained loyal to his shared organisations." Joan remembered the smug look the bastard had on his face as he stared right through the one-way glass trying to pierce the glares he knew he was receiving.
He nodded and gauged her reaction before he spoke. "What news do you have on this 'White Shadow'?"
Joan eyed him before she spoke, "We've confirmed that she's a woman about 5'7, slender build. Nothing remotely trademark linked other than her skills in hand to hand combat are advanced and the bullet signatures are forever changing on her victims. August believes it to be Annie Walker." Joan wasn't planning to hide anything from Arthur if he ever asked about it, but the words on her tongue still felt wrong. Annie was gone, and it was the hard painful truth that she'd learned to live with.
Arthur nodded again, but his face turned to one of simple curiosity, "Why does Anderson believe its Walker?"
"The woman he tackled at the bottom of the stairs outside the hotel was wearing the same perfume as Annie once did. Auggie also has clarified that the woman's figure was the same of Walker's."
"I see." Arthur seemed to focus on nothing in particular as he pondered Joan's words.
"I think that despite Auggie's claims, we'll find out sooner rather than later."
"Why do you assume that?"
"If I was this woman and the C.I.A. got a hold of him, that would be the next stop in accomplishing her mission. We can't underestimate this woman in anyway. If she wants Ishkoff dead, then she'll find a way. She has gotten this far, I wouldn't erase her off our radar entirely."
Sorry its a little short, but next chapter up soon. Love to hear your thoughts
