Surprise! Haha. I know you didn't see an update coming this soon, but well, I was inspired. Before anything, I'd like to thank those of you who, even after such a long time, keep on reading this story and showing me your support. Muito brigada! ;)

I go back to school on Monday, so I don't know how soon I'll be able to update again, but I'll do my best! By way, I'll be putting pictures for the new characters on the end of this chapter, if you are interested on how I vision them while writing. Let me know what you think about this!

Chap. 12 Soundtrack:

Rise Against- Under The Knife

Shindown- Sound of Madness

Papa Roach- To be Loved

Don Omar- How We Roll

12. Under The Knife

"It was a false alarm, you can all go. Thank you for you patience and we're sorry for the inconvenience." A special bomb squat police officer said as the people who were in the diner started gathering their stuff that had been either searched through or just put around just so its owner would have something to do.

Now they were free to go and that's what Julie feared. If her theory was right, if this had been all an act to keep her from warning Billy that there was a federal agent around and that he might be cooking up something for him and his crew, then she wasn't sure she wanted to get out of this place at all. She was also afraid they would seize her and her brain's gear was already working at full speed, rehearsing pre-formulated answers.

Julie took a deep breath and rose from the bar stool, where she had spent the last hour. She kept on an expressionless façade, but her guts were turned upside down inside her.

She was just walking through the door when a hand caught her shoulder, making her to gasp, losing total control of her breath. A cold chill went down her spine. She had been caught.

"Are you all right?"

She turned to see Eric looking down at her, apparently concerned. That was odd. That was very odd and she couldn't help her brows from furrowing, loosing the facial expression as soon as she noticed what she was doing.

"Wow, you startled me there." She put a lighter tone on her voice.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I just saw on the news what happened here and I remembered that's the direction you were headed."

Julie didn't know what to make out of this. She was positive this guy was a federal agent and that he was searching something around here. Since this was Billy Darley's turf, it didn't take too much thinking to put two and two together. But if he was there to bust Billy and that had happened already, since she was released, then shouldn't he be locked up with the gang lord trying to extract anything and everything from him? Unless they had gone into conflict and there was no one left to sing the dirty secrets. Billy could be dead.

That thought hit her like a bomb and she felt her knees weaken as she started falling sideways. She barely noticed that Eric had caught her. Yes, she was supposed to leave him tomorrow, but that doesn't mean she wanted him dead. Julie stopped explaining her actions to herself. She didn't want Billy dead, period. He couldn't be dead.

"My goodness! You should get checked out. I'm gonna get a paramedic for you." Eric declared as he sat her on the sidewalk. "Stay put, all right?" He said before turning her back to her.

Julie didn't think before acting, she simply got back on her feet and started running like the ground behind her was disappearing. She had to get away from Eric. She had to find Billy.

Billy Darley passed from one side to the other in the interrogation cubicle they had him locked up in. The chair had been thrown away against the glass about 20 minutes ago. He was alone and one had yet to speak a word to him. He was clueless of his crew's whereabouts, he didn't know if they had caught Joe too and if they had found his girlfriend.

Sometime ago he had seen on the news that some stupid ass red neck drug dealer had been tipped off by his own wife because they pressured her with their kid. They made up some lame threat and the woman believed because she was blinded by fear. Now, Julie and he had no kid, but he wondered if they'd use the same strategy on her. Fuck that, he couldn't think about her right now. She wouldn't tell them shit, he knew that much and it was enough for now. His crew knew better than to open their mouths, because they wouldn't have one afterwards anyway. It was Joe who concerned Billy the most. He was eager to do something big for his big brother and that might as well be his crack point. If Joe had been caught and decided to pull an act to deviate the attention from the rest of the crew then he was about to be buried by the cops.

A million of possibilities ran through his head and none made sense. They were supposed to be all over him. He didn't even know who the fuck Austin Ferrero was, although that name wasn't all foreign for him, but he couldn't quite grasp the missing piece of the puzzle. Something smelled bad in this situation. Really bad.

Julie got to the Four Roses probably faster than if she had been driving. She had never run like that in her entire life and her body was feeling the exhaustion. She just about collapsed after throwing herself on the bar's door to get it opened. The noise startled the two costumers inside, a bartender and Sammy. She locked eyes with him and nothing else was needed to get the message through. Something was wrong. Very wrong.

Sammy ran to help her with a sit. "What the fuck happened to you?" He asked before motioning to the woman to bring water.

"You didn't hear anything?" Julie said with a hoarse voice, nearly breathless.

"Fucking cops busted Billy and his crew." Sammy's voice had a funereal-like tone.

"Oh, fuck. Oh, shit. Holy crap. Oh my God." Julie kept running her hands through her hair. So her suspicions had been right.

"I thought you had been taken as well." He stated as handed her a glass full of water, which Julie drank in nearly a single gulp, making her to choke afterwards. "Ease", Sammy cautioned.

"I don't have time to explain. All of them got arrested?" She asked while getting up from the stool she had been placed on.

"Word on the street is that the cops got outta there fucking loaded."

"Oh, goddamnit!" She put her glass down on the bar counter harder than necessary. "I need to go!"

"What the fuck are you gonna do?"

"I don't know!" She said exasperated. "I don't have a fucking clue."

"Do you think the cops are coming after you?"

"Sammy, I don't have time for thinking. I need to find out exactly what hell happened." Julie said before bolting from there. She wasn't gonna show her face at The Office and there was only one place left to go look for someone.

Joe Darley was on the edge of a major freaking out.

He got to Billy's apartment and Julie wasn't there. Fearing his brother's reaction, he called her and listened to the music coming from the master bedroom. She could have left it behind on purpose but it looked like she had forgotten it. Only when he headed to the fridge to grab a beer was that he saw the note she had left, saying she'd gone to buy them some food.

He decided to wait for her to get back, so he made himself comfortable around the place. Joe turned on the TV and kicked off his shoes. He felt like he should Billy know, but decided to wait for about 15 minutes before telling his brother anything. There was no reason to make a big deal out of this. If she hadn't gone back by then, he'd call him.

The young Darley was just chilling, swapping the channels, trying to find something to watch. Too bad that the porn movie that was on was a really bad one that he had already watched. Since Julie moved in, the TV had been more disputed than ever and he'd have liked to enjoy this moment to himself. He put on the news channel for a second and seemed to recognize the place they were showing, but the channel changed before the image could really sink in. He decided to go back and nearly had a stroke.

They were showing The Office and Billy's crew being carried out. They were all handcuffed. Billy was nowhere to be seen. This could not be happening.

"Oh, fuck! Holy fucking shit! Oh, man! Oh, fuck! Fuck!" He ran to his bedroom and grabbed a pistol he kept hidden in there. If they had his brother arrested the next step was to search through his place and Joe Darley wasn't going down without a fight.

What about Julie? Did they get to her as well?

Almost as if answering his questions, the image on the TV changed to a diner nearby the apartment. The reporter was talking about some bomb threat, which sounded completely absurd to Joe. Who would plant a bomb there? The camera seemed to be on the other side from the street, Joe could see the no trespassing tape preventing a close up. Just them the camera man zooned into the place, that had front glass windows. Everyone in there seemed to be pretty worked up about the bomb thing, except a figure resting its body against the counter. It wasn't clear enough to be sure, but he would guess that person was Julie.

"This shit just got weirder. Oh man, what the fuck is going on?" He asked himself as he ran his hands through his hair.

Joe did the only thing he could think of: stay put, gun in hand. He positioned the chair to face the door and made sure to lock every other possible entrance in the place. This was ridiculous; they were probably the only ones in the neighborhood that slept with the windows open.

About half an hour went by and no one showed up. He was in high alert for any unusual noise, but nothing came up. After about 50 minutes he got up from the chair and started walking around the apartment, checking the rooms, trying to keep the paranoia in check.

He decided to really pay attention to the news but it turns out that, according to them, the police wasn't providing any information claiming that both cases were under investigation and revealing details could cause trouble. They didn't throw out the possibility of the bomb and the gang being connected.

More 40 minutes went by and Joe thought he was going to lose it. He was just heading to the bathroom when he heard a noise on the front door. Gun in hand, he quietly pressed himself on the wall and listened the light footsteps. The person's breathing was hard and tense. Joe's hands were sweating. Minutes seemed to tick by, but in fact he had been in this situation for only seconds. He decided to "man up" and face the intruder, at least he would have the element of surprise.

"Stop where the fuck you are!" He yelled, getting off the wall and pointing the gun at the front door's direction. "Fuck, Julie! I almost fucking killed you!" He exclaimed, feeling as the tension pounds seemed to be taken off his back.

His brother's girlfriend entered the apartment with a piece of wood that she probably intended to use for self-defense. She looked beaten and dead tired.

"What the fuck happened to you?" He asked while dragging her to the couch.

Julie told what had happened to her and her theory. Joe paid close attention and then told her his side of the story. When he finished his tale they both heard music coming from the suite, Julie's phone was ringing and she ran to answer it.

"Hello?" She was nearly breathless.

"Babe, I need your help."

Julie exhaled heavily once she heard Billy's voice. She had a million questions to ask him but knew better than to bombard him with them, especially in a situation like this.

"Billy, are you all right? Oh my, tell me what to do!" Her voice got an octave higher.

"Don't fucking lose it now, Julie. I need you. Do you know what the fuck happened to Joe?"

"He's here with me. We're both fine."

"Find me fucking a lawyer. I have no fucking clue about what the hell is going on."

"What are the arresting you for?"

"Murder of some fucker named Austin whatever. I don't even know who the fuck that is! I'm telling you, Julie, this is a fucking bullshit. They're trying to come up with something against us, but we've got our backs fucking covered. I ain't going fucking down!" Billy was nearly yelling.

"Holy shit, Billy! Austin is that guy who stuck me at the supermarket. Remember, during the robbery?" Julie refrained herself from stating that that was the guy he had killed because of her, her phone might be bugged, you never know.

She didn't get an answer from him and could only hear Billy's heavy breathing.

"Babe, talk to me."

"Someone fucking set me up. Julie-"

She never heard what else he had to say because the phone went dead, his time to make the one single call that he was allowed was over.

"So?" Joe expectantly asked.

"Somebody backstabbed him, Joe. He's being kept on the dark. The only thing they've said to him is that he's being accused of killing Austin, that man who stabbed me a while ago."

"How the fuck did that come back to bite him in the ass?"

"That's what we need to find out. Crap, Joe! What-."

Julie never got to finish her sentence since the front door of the apartment was busted open. Joe pushed her behind him and got ready to pull the trigger.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Carlos asked, his heavy accent made it even more obvious that he didn't want her there.

Carlos Santiago, the leader of the Halls gang, was closely paying attention to what was happening to Billy Darley and the ones close to him. He didn't have time to deal with this kid now.

"You did your job, now go do whatever, querida." He waved her off.

Adrienne threw her bag on the floor and crossed her arms in front of her chest. "I did what you asked me to. I got an evidence that Billy killed Austin, I gave it to the cops and they believed he was my brother".

"I know all that, so why are you fucking wasting my time?"

"Because I did my end of the deal, where's yours?"

"That little piece of fine ass will be eliminated in no time. Now, querida, what you need to understand is that I'm not explaining shit to you. Our deal was that you got Billy away for a while so we could get his crew, since they are fucking stupid and won't work without the brain. In exchange, I kill his girlfriend for you."

"You promised me you wouldn't lay as much as a hand on Billy!"

"No me acuerdo de ter dijo esto." Carlos shook his head in denial.

"Speak fucking English with me!" Adrienne raised her voice and in no time her arms were forced backwards by one of Carlos' men.

"You fucking listen to me, pequeña puta", he started getting up from his chair and got to her face, "you better figure out in which side you are. Consider my part of the agreement done and now we don't have any fucking business. You better fucking disappear or you're going down with Billy Darley and his crew."

"What? You gotta keep me for a while, Carlos. They'll kill me if they find out I'm a rat!" Her defiant tone had changed into nearly despair.

"That's what fucking rats deserve, isn't it, querida?" He gave her a naughty smirk and nodded to his man to get the annoying girl out of his sight.

The Halls would strike tonight.

A gunshot was heard and Julie jumped, gripping Joe's t-shirt on his back. She expected to find him shaking, but he stood strong, his feet apart and gun still pointed forward. He had fired and missed. Thankfully.

"Bodie!" Both Julie and Joe exclaimed.

"What the fuck are you doing, Joe?" He had his hand on his head, checking if he was bleeding but there wasn't a scratch. "Fuck, good thing you suck with that, dog."

"Julie pulled my arm." Joe blamed her and she didn't have the heart to call the truth on this, besides, there were more important matters to be discussed.

"What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be arrested as well?" Julie asked as she saw Billy Darley's crew filling the living room.

"Some fucking weird shit is going on, man. They took us to the police station and wouldn't say shit. We only knew they had Billy on murder because we were in the same room. When we got to that shithole they asked us what we knew about it, fucking obviously we said nothing and they said we could go but no fucker knew where Billy was and if he was being released as well. I guess they kept him."

Julie told him and the rest of the crew the conversation she just had had with Billy over the phone and what had happened to her earlier in the day.

"They fucking set us up!" Jamie punched a wall.

"Who, man? Who the fuck would have the guts to do that?" Julie probably never saw Heco speaking so soberly in her entire life.

"Did Billy pass any orders on you?" Bodie asked looking down to Julie and she simply shook her head negatively. "Can you find him a lawyer?"

"I was going to work on it when you guys busted in".

"Fine, we're gonna search for some fucking answers." Bodie declared already getting on the move.

"Wait!" Julie called out. "Don't you think it's awfully strange that they were at the Office and didn't even get you guys for the drugs? They were certain that whatever they have on Billy would get him busted. Apparently they are taking for granted whatever is that they have. You guys need to clean the building. They have Billy and if that shit doesn't work out, they're gonna find some other way to keep him in. You can't give them room. Go there and clean all that crap."

The guys looked at each other and nodded affirmatively but Bodie was the only one who spoke up. "Go work on that lawyer thing and we'll check in latter."

"Ok." Julie nodded, taking her phone back from her pocket.

"Julie," Bodie called and she looked up, "here." He had handed her his gun. "Stick with this, will ya? God knows what would have happened if you depended on Joe's aim."

She chuckled and took the weapon. "Thanks, Bodie."

"Let's go, dogs!"

Soon enough it was just Julie and Joe again. She turned to him and found him smirking at her.

"What?" She asked confused.

"You didn't notice what you did?"

"Hm, no?"

"You called the shots and ordered them around… just like Billy." He was obviously proud of her.

"No I didn't!"

"Of course you did!"

"It wasn't like him, I didn't use the eff word." She smirked at the younger Darley, who laughed.

"How are you gonna find a fucking lawyer to defend all mighty Billy Darley anyway?"

"I've got no clue." She said while pressing buttons on her phone. "Joe, I haven't had lunch, would you mind getting us something? It could be from that sandwich place two blocks away from here."

"I'm not sure it's a good idea to leave you by yourself, Julie."

"I'm loaded, remember?" She waved the gun Bodie had given to her.

"All right, you do look like you need some salt or else you're gonna pass out. I'll be back in five minutes."

"'Kay." She answered and waited until she heard the door being closed. As soon as she heard Joe's footsteps going down the stairs she put the phone up on her ear. "Dan, I need you to hold things up there for me." She started and then went on telling him a resumed version of what had just happened. Her trip wouldn't happen and so she moved on to the next thought.

After hanging up she took the phonebook in her hands and started calling the criminal lawyers by alphabetic order. She was already on the letter M and they either didn't want the case or they were too expensive. Julie took a deep breath and tried her best not to freak out. She felt like she was under a knife, one mistake and it'd go down on her head. Julie thought about what Joe had said to her… she'd have to call the shots.

"Darley, your lawyer is here." The officer announced, clearly disgusted that he had to speak to him at all. Billy had been transferred to a cell.

"Mr. Darley." The woman extended her hand to him as she walked in the room. Billy was alone. They had informed her that they feared a confront between gangs within the station walls.

The gang lord merely looked at the woman and totally ignored her hand. "Can I fucking go?"

The woman looked through the bars and checked to see if the hall was clear. It was safe enough to speak.

"I'm trying my best, Billy." She said and Billy's head snapped up, his eyes wide in surprise.

"What the fuck are you doing, Julie?" He rose from the bed where he was sat and in one long strike got to her. He grabbed her shoulders and looked her up and down. She was dressed in a black pencil skirt, dark blue button down shirt and black heels. The thing is that Julie also had a red wig and prescription glasses on.

"I had to come to see you." She whispered before dropping the nearly empty case on the floor and throwing her arms around his neck.

He took her face in his hands and gave her a passionate, desperate and deep kiss. "You're fucking out of your mind." He scolded her but couldn't slap the smirk out of his own face.

"Listen, we don't have much time. I can't find you a true lawyer. We're gonna have to stick with the public one."

"No fucking way. That's what they want."

"Well, don't you have anyone on your payroll or something?"

Billy stopped a minute to think. He never really needed a lawyer, the issues were always solved with violence. "There's this one who buys our stuff. He's gonna have to do it. Julie, take the guys with you and convince the man to get the fucking case. Use all means you need."

She understood what he meant and nodded before writing down his contacts.

"I need to go, they're gonna be here soon."

Billy didn't answer but pushed her against the wall, knocking her breath away. "Billy, what the hell?" She controlled herself not to yell. Julie felt his hand sliding underneath her skirt to grab her butt. His other hand held the side of her face and her neck. "Billy…" She whispered.

"Who would know you'd look godamned hot as a redhead?" He said with a rusky voice before lightly biting her earlobe and then kissing her jaw line.

"Billy, we gotta stop."

"Ask me to." He dared.

He kept her pressed against the wall and the hand that was squeezing her butt came to the front part of her body to do some more exploring. For one moment Julie forgot where she was and let herself to enjoy his touch. She was hungrily kissing him back when they finally heard a gate being open a steps coming down the hall.

Julie quickly pushed him away and fixed her wig and her clothes. She placed her hand on his cheek. "I'm getting you out of here."

"Miss Waves, your time is up." There was no more time for goodbyes.

"We got rid of all the shit at the Office, now what?" Bodie asked as he sat on Billy's couch.

Julie had just told the crew, that was all around the kitchen and the living room, about her visit for Billy. They seemed pretty impressed that she had pulled that off, but no one manifested themselves. Joe seemed to be on cloud nine about that. He was the one who had gotten the wig with a hooker. Julie wanted to play naïve and not know how he got acquaintance with her.

She was weirded out at the fact that Billy Darley's right arm was asking her what to do next. She was even more concerned that she knew exactly what the next step was.

"Let's roll, Bodie. We gotta pay a visit to Mr. Woolf." She said rising from the armchair, still in the lawyer clothes she had put on to visit her boyfriend in jail.

"I'm coming along." Joe declared while getting up as well.

"No, you stay." Bodie, who already was reaching for the door, turned around.

"Why?"

"Stay fucking put with the guys."

"Why does she get to go?" He wasn't so glad about Julie's role in this anymore.

"She's doing what your brother asked her to, dog. The cops don't want anything with us. Thank fucking God for that. But we don't know if they're coming after ya both."

"I don't fuckin' need to be looked after!"

"Whatever, Joe". He said as he opened the door and opened, letting Julie out. "You're fucking stayin'". The door was loudly closed, leaving Joe with no one to answer to.

"Motherfuckers." He angrily whispered to himself.

Julie and Bodie rode in a white Corolla Altis somebody had left to be repaired at the bodyshop. They had decided to hide the Plymouth Duster and the Mustang in case they were being monitored by the cops.

Julie had no idea where they were going, but Bodie seemed to have no trouble in remembering the way. She didn't ask.

"I'm not sure what to do." Julie declared looking down to her lap and trying to conceal from Bodie the fact that her palms were sweating. He didn't say anything.

"I guess I better talk nicely first, before, you know, demanding anything… Shit, Bodie. Why the fuck did this fall on me?" She rested her elbow on the open window and placed her head on her hand. Bodie wasn't her BFF, but she needed to talk to someone or else she'd explode.

"What the fuck did you expect by being with someone like Billy?" He snapped.

"Why the hell are you pissed off at me?" She turned to face him.

Bodie exhaled heavily. "We obviously have a fucking Judas."

"And you think that's me?" Her tone didn't hide her surprise.

"Good fucking timing." He said before tossing a folded piece of paper at her.

Julie opened it and found her ticket to Kansas. Her windpipe narrowed. It must have fallen down from her pocket when she changed clothes.

"Are you gonna fucking deny anything here?" Bodie had pulled over on the side of the road to be able to turn and stare her. This is why he had told Joe to stay behind, so he could confront her alone.

Julie did some fast thinking. She had been busted and couldn't deny the fact she planned on running away. She wasn't planning on getting on Bodie's shit list. "No. That's something else that doesn't have anything to do with Billy getting arrested. You have two options here, Bodie: to trust on my word and get going or to call my bluff and end me here and now in your boss' name. What's gonna be?"

"The hell that I'm dealing with you. Billy will want that all for himself. You listen to me, this", he pointed to the paper in her hand, "ain't gonna be kept away from him".

"So be it, Bodie. I'm not the rat here."

"What the fuck are you insinuating? Watch your motherfucking mouth." He waved his finger at her face and she did her best to not slap it away.

"I didn't say anything. Why the hell are you coming off like that on me? Dude, can't you grasp that we need to work together to get Billy out of that place?"

"Fine". He ended the argument and started the car again.

Julie hated herself for forgetting about the ticket, that had changed how Billy's right arm saw her and that's the last thing she needed right now. She didn't feel like proving herself to anyone, let alone to Bodie.

The ride was silent until the car finally came to a final stop. It was a nice neighborhood, Julie could see that much. The kind where she should be living, but she shoved that thought away. She looked at Bodie with concern and he affirmatively nodded at her.

They walked together to the front door of the office. As Julie entered she took in the fairly scent of perfume and the simple, yet sophisticated, decoration. She didn't fail to notice the security's reaction to Bodie. She didn't know if that was just by his appearance or due to past happenings.

"Can I help you miss?" The secretary asked with a polite smile to Julie before warily eyeing the man beside her.

"I'd like to speak to Mr. Geoff Woolf."

"Do you have an appointment?"

"No, but I need to urgently speak to him."

"I'm sorry, Miss. But he's with a client now."

Julie was hesitant as to if she should mention Billy's name, but Bodie solved that matter for her.

He slapped his hand on the counter and leveled his head with the secretary's, who just about jumped out of her seat. "Tell him that we've got a message from Billy Darley and that he better see us now", he nearly hissed. The terrified woman nodded and grabbed the phone.

"Is there a problem here?" The security guard intervened.

"Not at all." Julie jumped in before Bodie ruined it. "We're just in a hurry, but she's very kindly helping us." She smiled politely at the guard and the woman, who by now was hurriedly speaking on the phone.

"Mr. Woolf will see you in just one moment. You can make yourselves comfortable while you wait, I'll show you the way."

She leaded them to a fancy living room that was decorated in pastels. A big wooden door separated them from what must be the office. Julie sat down and crossed her legs, nervously playing with her skirt's edge. Bodie threw himself on an armchair and didn't look troubled at all.

"Thank you, I'll see you next week." They heard a male voice and shortly after the door was open. An elderly man walked out, he nodded towards Julie and avoided eye contact with Bodie.

"Mr. Woolf?" Julie asked to the man who had stayed at the doorway. He was tall, sturdy, with blue eyes, blonde short hair and no facial hair. He was dressed in a classic cut suit that fitted him perfectly.

"Yes, you are…?"

"Julie Lane." She shook hands with him. "Sir, we need to speak to you privately."

He got out of the way so Julie and Bodie could get into his office, which was a thoughtfully decorated as the previous room. You wouldn't think of this guy as a crack head.

"Please sit down. I was expecting to see Mr. Darley here." He stated, obviously relieved.

"Cut the bullshit, Julie." Bodie warned.

So she took a deep breath and told the lawyer the tale she had already told the other professionals she had tried via phone calls. But since this was their last resort, she was more specific in the details and even shared with him her visit at the police station. Julie was expecting his answer.

"All right."

"I'm sorry?" She asked confused.

"Like your… er, friend said, let's skip the foreplay. I know I don't really have a choice in this. But I must say that I'm glad that Mr. Darley sent you do deal with this." He ignored the glare he received from Bodie. "I'll talk to the detective and see what they have on the case. At this very moment, considering what you've told me, it seems like they were ahead of themselves."

"We think so, too."

"And it's very strange that they didn't charge the crew on drugs as well. This case might not be as hard and serious as it seems. It's their word against Mr. Darley's. Since his is pretty, well, pretty damaged, all we gotta do is bring down theirs. I'll do my best."

"It's great to hear that, Mr. Woolf." Julie shook hands with him after getting up. She looked the man right in the eye so her words would get to him, a subtle smirk on her lips. "We'd hate to harm you, or your family, in case you tried some stupidity. And between you and I, we know you can't really be brilliant without your daily fix, right? We'll be in touch."

Without further word she walked out, Bodie hot on her tracks.

"That was fucking smooth." Bodie picked at her. Apparently he had decided to shove his suspicions about her aside. At least for the time being. Julie grinned back.

It was nearly midnight when three cars headed to one of the most dangerous area in the whole Boston City. They silently parked near the apartment complex where Billy Darley used to live with his girlfriend and his young brother. Earlier in the day they had watched the whole crew come back and forth, meaning they were all gathered in there.

Nine men got out from the vehicles and headed upstairs. When they reached the right apartment, all of them covered their faces and took from their coats the guns they have been concealing.

One put his year to the door. Silence. He nodded to the others before kicking the door open. Before one could blink, the nine heavy armed men fired.

Eric (Eric Dane): /pictures/d/112249-1/Eric+Dane+

Geoff Woolf (Daniel Craig): ./_