CHAPTER 12:
James was tiding up his room when Cooper walked in talking on his cell phone.
"Right…yeah….I'll tell him. Ok, bye." Cooper hung up the phone and saw James had been watching him. "Oh yeah, Fiona and Jen happened to find out that Erica Dane is indeed in town, and is on the look out for Jen and Fiona and you."
"Ah…so….perhaps we should make it look like someone is living here." James said. The whole week they had never had lights on and had never left the building. "To make it seem like we're here and give them the surprise of their lives."
"I think we should." Cooper replied eagerly as he cracked his knuckles and began turning on all the lights. James finished putting all his things in the closet and he quickly vacuumed the floor. When he came back into the living room, Cooper had gotten out his guns. He handed James the Desert Eagle and saved the AK-47 for himself.
"Let's do this." James said as he plopped himself down on the couch, flipping on the TV. Cooper followed suit, handling his rifle carefully.
"No one is getting through that door and leaving alive."
"Cooper, I like the way you think."
Jen sat down at table and pondered. She knew someone had to be feeding Erica Dane information. Otherwise, how else would Erica have known that both she and Fiona would be out on the town? Or even in that part of town? Jen sighed, taking down a swig of water with her first vitamin. Fiona then walked into the kitchen.
"Don't get me wrong, but I have this weird feeling, that Erica somehow knows everything and I don't know, but…"
"Fiona, just go to bed. It's half past midnight."
"You should talk."
"I'm going right now." Jen replied, getting up from the table, bringing her glass of water with her into Cooper's room. Jen had claimed the bed, with the reason being that she was the one who was pregnant. The moment she hit the pillow, she quickly fell asleep.
Fiona was left to the couch. She couldn't sleep. The ticking of the wall clock, the noises of the night time creatures from out the window, and the sheer darkness kept her awake. She wished she could sleep with one eye open. She was nervous. They had only had a taste of dealing with the Mafia, especially, the Russian Mafia. Back in Korea they had been allies against the North Koreans. And they had Josef to help them out. Then they had the whole Marcus Dane hiring a Russian mobster as a hit man. Fiona realised that there was so much more involved when dealing with a mob. You had family alliances, and shared enemies. It was a scary thought that Erica Dane might just have more power than all four of them combined. Fiona slowly began falling asleep, in and out of her thoughts.
Fiona was startled awake. She had heard a door creaking. "Jen?" She whispered, hoping that she had gotten up to go to the bathroom or something. When she got no reply, she reached down, searching for her pistol. When it wasn't there, she realised something was not right. "Jen?" She called out again. She went to get off the couch when she saw a figure standing in the dark kitchen.
"Looking for this?" A woman's posh British accent called out to her. She was holding Fiona's gun. Fiona gulped.
"What do you want with me?"
"Oh…don't play stupid." The woman said, walking towards Fiona. "You know what I want. Revenge."
"Revenge? For what?"
"Okay, really? Are you that stupid? Revenge for my brother." The moment she said that, Fiona knew that the woman standing over her with a gun was Erica Dane.
