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Don't forget to read parts 1 and 2
We Meet Again (3/?)
Joel glanced at the clock on the dashboard. 4:37. They'd been in there for almost a half an hour. Joel sighed and resumed his ordered stance of watching the door. But after five minutes of continual staring his mind began to wander. Over the past couple of days things had been getting more and more mysterious. After gathering a few things in a duffel bag, Joel bordered the plane with Lydecker and three huge men. The plane ride over was silent, so Joel started to examine the other people in the plane. Lydecker spent the plane ride staring at the seat in front of him. Every couple of minutes he would smile, as though thinking of what might happen. The site of that made Joel shiver.
The three other men that came along were not introduced to Joel, and neither of them had said anything since Joel had met them. Once when one of them turned his head, Joel thought that he had seen a weird tattoo on the back of his neck. It looked like they all had it. Upon closer inspection (or as close as Joel could get without looking conspicuous) he realized that the tattoo was of a barcode. Strange. When they arrived in Seattle, Lydecker still didn't tell Joel what was going on, but Joel was getting to like this less and less every minute. Lydecker and the three men stayed at the military airport while Joel was sent to look for an apartment. That was easy. An apartment was found and soon the four men were living in the two-bedroom apartment.
"Sergeant, how are your acting skills?" questioned Lydecker on the drive over to the newly purchased apartment.
"Fairly well," Joel answered, "I did some acting in college. Mostly improv."
"That's all you'll need," said Lydecker. Joel shot Lydecker a questioning glance, but something told him this was not the time to speak.
Joel was yanked back into consciousness when he saw the man that Lydecker wanted to see leave the restaurant and begin to walk hurriedly down the street. Five minutes later Lydecker himself appeared and got inside the car. All he said was, "Drive."
Joel shifted the gears into drive and pulled out of the parking space and onto the highway. Joel watched Lydecker out of the corner of his eye, and saw a contemplating look upon his face. Suddenly, Lydecker turned sharply to look at Joel and said, "Turn right here."
After skidding to make the turn onto the street Lydecker had indicated, Lydecker began to give Joel directions, never bothering to tell him exactly where he was driving. After a while Lydecker finally ordered Joel to stop the vehicle and park in a nearby spot. Lydecker handed Joel a manila folder and nodded to him, as if signaling him to open the folder. With trembling hands Joel opened the folder. He wasn't sure what he was afraid of, but he had a feeling Lydecker was up to no good, and he wasn't sure he wanted to be a part of it.
Inside the folder was a picture and some typed up documents. Joel began to look at the picture. It was of the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. The girl had brown eyes, curly brown hair, and a Hispanic complexion. Of all her features, her eyes seemed to draw him in the most. Her eyes were piercing. Almost like they could see right through you.
Lydecker saw Joel looking at the picture and said, "Her name is Max Guevara. I want you to observe her. See who she hangs out with, what her daily routine is, and most importantly when she visits this building." Lydecker pointed to a 22 story-high building that was opposite of where the car was parked, "but most importantly she must never see you. Ever. You are no use to me if she sees you. Observe her for three days, and then report back to me. Other than that you are to have no contact with me. Don't underestimate this girl. What you can see clearly at 50 feet, she can see clearly at 100 yards. He hearing is also above normal. Rotate the cars you use every day, I'll supply them, also try to use wigs and makeup to make yourself look different everyday. Inside the folder there is also a list of information that might be useful to your observations."
Throughout Lydecker's speech, Joel had just been nodding dumbly. Not knowing what to do. Observe people? What was this guy up to? After noticing that Lydecker had stopped talking, Joel looked at the documents in the folder. At the top was the title "Max Guevara" then an address, place of work, home and pager numbers and other things. Really personal stuff. Joel began to feel uneasy about this. Then he reasoned to himself that in order for this to happen to her, she must have done something really bad, and there was a reason Lydecker was after her. Then it made it ok for him to do this. But Joel couldn't seem to shake the feeling that this wasn't right.
"Sergeant!" yelled Lydecker.
Joel's head shot up, he wasn't aware that he had been lost in his own thoughts, and had not been listening to his commanding officer. "Yes sir?" asked Joel.
"Put the damn folder away. Look at it later. Now just drive me to the apartment!"
Joel did as ordered. The rest of the car ride passed in silence; each man left to his own thoughts. After they reached the apartment, Lydecker informed him that he would be getting his own place. He would stay with the three mystery men in the apartment. Also, that all the information that he needed would be in the folder. With that, Lydecker turned and stepped into the building.
Joel breathed a sigh of relief. At least that was over. As Joel eased the car into the traffic-clogged street, a light rain began to fall. His thoughts began to turn toward the mountain of information he had just received. He was so confused. After pondering the events and information Joel only came up with two truths: 1, he didn't like this one bit, and 2, he would do as ordered. This beautiful girl that he only knew from a picture would be observed… by him. Maybe he would be able to find out why Lydecker was after her, and he could make sense from all this uncertainty. But for now, all he could do was observe.
Ok that part is over. As for all the people still asking why Bling would do something like that, the answer will come later just be patient. Oh and don't forget to review and email me ur suggestions. I'd really like to hear them. In the next part, Max will be introduced, and Joel will get some idea of what's going on.
Please review!!! Also email me with any comments and suggestions at stupidgoalie86@hotmail.com
Don't forget to read parts 1 and 2
We Meet Again (3/?)
Joel glanced at the clock on the dashboard. 4:37. They'd been in there for almost a half an hour. Joel sighed and resumed his ordered stance of watching the door. But after five minutes of continual staring his mind began to wander. Over the past couple of days things had been getting more and more mysterious. After gathering a few things in a duffel bag, Joel bordered the plane with Lydecker and three huge men. The plane ride over was silent, so Joel started to examine the other people in the plane. Lydecker spent the plane ride staring at the seat in front of him. Every couple of minutes he would smile, as though thinking of what might happen. The site of that made Joel shiver.
The three other men that came along were not introduced to Joel, and neither of them had said anything since Joel had met them. Once when one of them turned his head, Joel thought that he had seen a weird tattoo on the back of his neck. It looked like they all had it. Upon closer inspection (or as close as Joel could get without looking conspicuous) he realized that the tattoo was of a barcode. Strange. When they arrived in Seattle, Lydecker still didn't tell Joel what was going on, but Joel was getting to like this less and less every minute. Lydecker and the three men stayed at the military airport while Joel was sent to look for an apartment. That was easy. An apartment was found and soon the four men were living in the two-bedroom apartment.
"Sergeant, how are your acting skills?" questioned Lydecker on the drive over to the newly purchased apartment.
"Fairly well," Joel answered, "I did some acting in college. Mostly improv."
"That's all you'll need," said Lydecker. Joel shot Lydecker a questioning glance, but something told him this was not the time to speak.
Joel was yanked back into consciousness when he saw the man that Lydecker wanted to see leave the restaurant and begin to walk hurriedly down the street. Five minutes later Lydecker himself appeared and got inside the car. All he said was, "Drive."
Joel shifted the gears into drive and pulled out of the parking space and onto the highway. Joel watched Lydecker out of the corner of his eye, and saw a contemplating look upon his face. Suddenly, Lydecker turned sharply to look at Joel and said, "Turn right here."
After skidding to make the turn onto the street Lydecker had indicated, Lydecker began to give Joel directions, never bothering to tell him exactly where he was driving. After a while Lydecker finally ordered Joel to stop the vehicle and park in a nearby spot. Lydecker handed Joel a manila folder and nodded to him, as if signaling him to open the folder. With trembling hands Joel opened the folder. He wasn't sure what he was afraid of, but he had a feeling Lydecker was up to no good, and he wasn't sure he wanted to be a part of it.
Inside the folder was a picture and some typed up documents. Joel began to look at the picture. It was of the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. The girl had brown eyes, curly brown hair, and a Hispanic complexion. Of all her features, her eyes seemed to draw him in the most. Her eyes were piercing. Almost like they could see right through you.
Lydecker saw Joel looking at the picture and said, "Her name is Max Guevara. I want you to observe her. See who she hangs out with, what her daily routine is, and most importantly when she visits this building." Lydecker pointed to a 22 story-high building that was opposite of where the car was parked, "but most importantly she must never see you. Ever. You are no use to me if she sees you. Observe her for three days, and then report back to me. Other than that you are to have no contact with me. Don't underestimate this girl. What you can see clearly at 50 feet, she can see clearly at 100 yards. He hearing is also above normal. Rotate the cars you use every day, I'll supply them, also try to use wigs and makeup to make yourself look different everyday. Inside the folder there is also a list of information that might be useful to your observations."
Throughout Lydecker's speech, Joel had just been nodding dumbly. Not knowing what to do. Observe people? What was this guy up to? After noticing that Lydecker had stopped talking, Joel looked at the documents in the folder. At the top was the title "Max Guevara" then an address, place of work, home and pager numbers and other things. Really personal stuff. Joel began to feel uneasy about this. Then he reasoned to himself that in order for this to happen to her, she must have done something really bad, and there was a reason Lydecker was after her. Then it made it ok for him to do this. But Joel couldn't seem to shake the feeling that this wasn't right.
"Sergeant!" yelled Lydecker.
Joel's head shot up, he wasn't aware that he had been lost in his own thoughts, and had not been listening to his commanding officer. "Yes sir?" asked Joel.
"Put the damn folder away. Look at it later. Now just drive me to the apartment!"
Joel did as ordered. The rest of the car ride passed in silence; each man left to his own thoughts. After they reached the apartment, Lydecker informed him that he would be getting his own place. He would stay with the three mystery men in the apartment. Also, that all the information that he needed would be in the folder. With that, Lydecker turned and stepped into the building.
Joel breathed a sigh of relief. At least that was over. As Joel eased the car into the traffic-clogged street, a light rain began to fall. His thoughts began to turn toward the mountain of information he had just received. He was so confused. After pondering the events and information Joel only came up with two truths: 1, he didn't like this one bit, and 2, he would do as ordered. This beautiful girl that he only knew from a picture would be observed… by him. Maybe he would be able to find out why Lydecker was after her, and he could make sense from all this uncertainty. But for now, all he could do was observe.
Ok that part is over. As for all the people still asking why Bling would do something like that, the answer will come later just be patient. Oh and don't forget to review and email me ur suggestions. I'd really like to hear them. In the next part, Max will be introduced, and Joel will get some idea of what's going on.