For Thee
Chapter 13
Detective Davis walked into the station coolly. He knew most of them would have been watching the news at sometime last night and had seen the bulletin out on Proctor. He smiled as he passed Greenly and John. He could see they were both worried for their friend. And they should be he thought as he continued into the elevator and into the office he had taken over, the same one that Andrea had been in for a short time.
He threw the mail he had picked up that morning down on the desk and grabbed some coffee. He sat down and began going through the stack of bills, junk mail, and newspapers, when a thick envelope caught his attention. It had no return address on the outside. He opened it and looked at the contents before reading the short typed letter inside.
Davis here is a little something to show our appreciation for the help you have been in this sordid matter. With you help it should be over soon. Please enjoy.
There was no signature, but he smiled as he thumbed through the stack of cash. He was about 5 grand richer than he had been when he woke up earlier that day. And he knew if everything went well he could expect a much bigger payday. More than the pat on the back he would get if he caught the Saints the FBI's way.
He sipped his coffee and immersed himself into the files and reports of sightings.
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"Ok so let me get this straight we are just going to lay low while some mad man KGB agent is out there trying to hunt us down and kill us?" Andrea asked after Da had explained the situation to them all.
"Pretty much lass, hopefully the news stations will die down with your picture in a few days as news moves on."
"True but shouldn't we at least try and find out exactly why he's after us? And what he had against Smecker for that matter."
"I know why he was sent after us." Da said.
"What." Andrea said, surprised for one that he knew and two that he hadn't even mentioned it to them.
"Why the fuck haven't ya told us Da, we got a right ta know." Murphy said.
"It appears one of the Russian mobsters ya killed was connected to someone high up politically in Russia. His family got pissed and is out for blood it's as simple as that. As for Smecker it could be his involvement…"
"I don't think so, killing an FBI agent is different than taking out a wanted criminal." Kat said. "Sorry guys, but we are criminals in the eyes of the law."
"So why do you think he got whacked?" Connor asked
"I don't know but he did investigate organized crime maybe there was another case he had worked on involving those guys."
"Yeah great theory, but how do we find out for sure." Murphy said.
"I have an idea, but it involves calling in a favor."
"Lass we can't pull anyone else in on this, it's too dangerous for us and for them." Da said not liking where this conversation was going.
"No I think he'll help, and he won't turn us in. trust me I've used him many times before."
"Yeah and just who is this mystery man?" Murphy asked.
"My step brother Evan."
"How do you know he won't turn on us?" Murphy asked pressing for a fault in her thinking so they wouldn't have to risk anyone else's life.
"Because he owes me big time, and he hates the government."
"But you work for the government." Da pointed out.
"Not anymore. I may still have my badge, but I can tell you my clearance won't work anywhere. I'm now a fugitive wanted in a murder investigation."
"Ok, then what does he do?" asked Connor, having kept quiet most of the discussion.
"He's a hacker." Andrea said with a knowing smile on her face.
"I'm going to tell ya right now I don't like this, I don't like it one bit. But if ya say we can trust him." Da said.
"We can." Andrea replied firmly, she had no doubt in her mind Evan would cross her. In truth he was the closest family she had, even though he lived virtually in the other side of the law.
"Then let's see what he can find."Connor said standing to go get the car keys. And with that they left.
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"What do you mean no one has heard anything? They just can't have disappeared off the face of the world."
"I'm sorry but they just haven't come across any of our alerts yet."
"We are becoming very impatient, this should have been resolved days ago, and now you tell me they have slipped out of your grasp."
"They can't go far especially not this Proctor; her face is plastered all over the news."
He was met by silence
"Don't worry they'll turn up, and then I'll finish this, and your brothers spirit can rest in peace."
"You'd better not botch this or there'll be hell to pay." And with that the line went dead.
While he and his brother had never really been on the best of terms, he could not in his pride allow his execution to go unrevenged. The Saints would pay for what they had done. He would make sure of that, and he was willing to pay anyone any price to see that it happened.
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The saints pulled up a poorly lit street on the outskirts of Maryland. Andrea motioned for them to pull off and park.
"That's his place over there." She said pointing to a house half ways down the street. It was small, but decently well kept.
"Then why did we park here?"
"I don't think all of us should go in. Me and one other would be best."
"And why is that?" Murphy realized there was something she had failed to mention to them before.
"Did I forget to mention he's on about all of the government's hacker watch lists? FBI, CIA, agencies without names."
"Are you telling me there is surveillance around here. Jesus Christ, you're going to get us caught." Murphy said, he couldn't believe she would take this big of a risk, it was lunacy.
"They haven't actively watched him for years, as he hasn't done anything horribly illegal recently. We'll be fine."
"And how do you know that? They probably at least have a camera up and bugs in his house."
"Yes there is a camera, his phone is tapped, and they did put bugs in his house." Murphy made to say something but she stopped him. "But I know who put in the camera and there is a blind spot I've used to get in before, he rarely uses his phone, and I know for a fact any bugs in there are either gone or jammed by him."
"Damn, shouldn't you get in trouble for that?" Murphy said surprised.
"Yeah, but they'll never know."
"I still don't like this, if…" Da said interrupted by Andrea.
"I'll go with her, and the sooner we do this the better." Connor said finally speaking up. Da looked at him, and Connor met his gaze silently telling him they had no choice.
Andrea turned and nodded at him opening the door. They both exited the car. Connor followed closely behind Andrea trusting that she knew what to do. She finally got them to the back door where she rang the door bell.
She heard someone coming up the steps mumbling under their breath, followed by a slight clang.
"Who is it?" Evan asked through the door. He was holding a pistol in his hand.
"It's me Andrea now open up I need to talk to you." She knew he had probably been watching the news, and wasn't oblivious to the fact she was now a wanted criminal.
"And what do cats have to tell on each return from hell?"
Connor looked from the door to Andrea thinking the guy was nuts. He was about to ask her what the hell that was supposed to mean when she replied.
"That dying is what the living do, and that dead dogs are those who do not know that dying is what, to live, each has to do."
"Really, Treason doth never prosper: what's the reason?"
Andrea smile as she looked at Connor's now thoroughly confused face.
"For if it prosper, none dare call it treason."
The door swung open, the room was dark and Andrea stepped inside, even though Connor tried to go in front of her. They walked a few paces into the darkened room, when the door closed behind them. Andrea turned around and embraced the figure that emerged from the shadows.
"It's so great to see you again."
"You too. I'm proud to see you have some to the dark side finally. Always knew you actually admired my work."
"Shut up. And that's actually why I'm here."
"You need information."
"Yes we do." Connor said finally making his presence known. He tensed when he saw the gun in Evans hand and started to slowly go for his.
"And who might you be?" Evan said taking a step forward laying his gun on the table.
"Connor…"
"McManus?... at last I meet a Saint face to face. I must admit I admire your work."
"How do you know about me?" Connor said reaching back for his gun, not even realizing what he was doing. Andrea caught his eye and the look she was giving him told him to stop so he slowly removed his hand. Evan watched the scene intently before speaking.
"I know a lot about just about everything. But you needn't worry I only turn in people I hate, and you can't be too bad if you're a friend of Andrea. Now come to the basement I assume you don't have much time."
A/N
Sorry it took so long guys, but I had it all planned out, and then realized every single person would hate me because the concept was ludicrous. So I'm back to just writing and seeing where it goes with just a basic idea. I just started college so I'll see how much time I have to write, but I really want to finish this so I promise I will……..eventually
Anyway please review, as always anything is better than nothing, they keep me motivated.
Ok as for the and things. Passwords and crap cheesy I know, but hey in my head it worked. They are just two of my favorite poems.
last few lines of "Curiosity" by Alastair Reid
"On Treason" by Sir John Harington
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