The Centre
"This is ridiculous! I gave you those cards hours ago and there is still no feed back for us to go on! What is this the, 'Computers 101 Class of Losers'? Broots, I want results and I want them now! Now, get back at your computer and do whatever it is you do!" It was obvious that Miss Parker was not feeling up to par. Jarod had sent her another one of his more cryptic messages that morning with a delivery of baseball cards. Needless to say, it had put her in a rotten mood.
"Yes, Miss Parker. No, Miss Parker. Whatever you say, Miss Parker." Broots had tried his best to figure out Jarod's motive behind the note and cards. He was just left stumped and in need of some Extra Strength Advil and Miss Parker's constant bantering was just making matters worse. Broots rushed out of the room to, again, try attempting the insoluble puzzle.
"Now, now Miss Parker. You know that Broots is doing everything in his power to figure out what Jarod is up to." The constantly sweet and understanding, Sydney. How revolting! Miss Parker couldn't think of anything that would seem more delightful than drop kicking him at that very moment.
"Well, Sydney. I suppose he just needs to do more. My life is not the only one on the line here. We have chased this Energizer Bunny that you created way too long and hard to fall off of his trail now!" She fell back in her chair in desperation.
"You don't need to fret about it anymore Parker." A raspy voice reached them from the darkening hallway. "I've got someone else on the case," Mr. Raines walked in the room wheeling his life's breath with him. "And she will not fail."
Miss Parker looked up in anticipation. "So what exactly does this mean? We are off the case or does it simply mean we are now dispensable?"
He feigned sympathy. "Now, don't get your feelings hurt. It's always on a 'first come, first serve' basis here at The Center."
"Aw, I see. She, hmm? Is she a girlfriend of yours or what? Are you using her for bait to lure him in or does she have brains to go along with her bra size." Miss Parker looked him over snidely. "I bet she's a cute little Barbie Doll isn't she?"
Mr. Raines made a feeble attempt at laughter but began choking as soon as he did. After he gained back his composure he decided to stick with the dry chuckles he was used to. "It's not quite what you think, Parker. But I can tell you this much. Angel is a force to be reckoned with."
Miss Parker stood up out of her chair and leaned into the little man with so much power over her. "Angel, huh? What did the manufacturers run out of Cupcakes and Muffins? I bet I could wipe the floor with your 'Angel'." With that she stomped out of the door and headed for her father's office. No doubt, to complain with the new line up in catching Jarod.
Sydney and Mr. Raines were the only two left in the room, at this point. Them and deafening silence, that is. Finally Sydney decided to speak up. "You called in Angel? Do you think that was wise? I mean, we want to catch Jarod not kill him!"
Mr. Raines just nodded his head absently. "I understand your concern. Really I do. The fact is, I have all my trust in that girl and her abilities. She will not fail me."
Sydney was almost frantic by this point. "What if she changes her mind, though. She is quite the loose cannon. It would not bother her one way or the other if he lives or dies. Think about it! She was raised to take pleasure in torturing others."
Mr. Raines just stared at him contentedly. "Then maybe you should pray that he does come back dead, rather than alive."
"This is ridiculous! I gave you those cards hours ago and there is still no feed back for us to go on! What is this the, 'Computers 101 Class of Losers'? Broots, I want results and I want them now! Now, get back at your computer and do whatever it is you do!" It was obvious that Miss Parker was not feeling up to par. Jarod had sent her another one of his more cryptic messages that morning with a delivery of baseball cards. Needless to say, it had put her in a rotten mood.
"Yes, Miss Parker. No, Miss Parker. Whatever you say, Miss Parker." Broots had tried his best to figure out Jarod's motive behind the note and cards. He was just left stumped and in need of some Extra Strength Advil and Miss Parker's constant bantering was just making matters worse. Broots rushed out of the room to, again, try attempting the insoluble puzzle.
"Now, now Miss Parker. You know that Broots is doing everything in his power to figure out what Jarod is up to." The constantly sweet and understanding, Sydney. How revolting! Miss Parker couldn't think of anything that would seem more delightful than drop kicking him at that very moment.
"Well, Sydney. I suppose he just needs to do more. My life is not the only one on the line here. We have chased this Energizer Bunny that you created way too long and hard to fall off of his trail now!" She fell back in her chair in desperation.
"You don't need to fret about it anymore Parker." A raspy voice reached them from the darkening hallway. "I've got someone else on the case," Mr. Raines walked in the room wheeling his life's breath with him. "And she will not fail."
Miss Parker looked up in anticipation. "So what exactly does this mean? We are off the case or does it simply mean we are now dispensable?"
He feigned sympathy. "Now, don't get your feelings hurt. It's always on a 'first come, first serve' basis here at The Center."
"Aw, I see. She, hmm? Is she a girlfriend of yours or what? Are you using her for bait to lure him in or does she have brains to go along with her bra size." Miss Parker looked him over snidely. "I bet she's a cute little Barbie Doll isn't she?"
Mr. Raines made a feeble attempt at laughter but began choking as soon as he did. After he gained back his composure he decided to stick with the dry chuckles he was used to. "It's not quite what you think, Parker. But I can tell you this much. Angel is a force to be reckoned with."
Miss Parker stood up out of her chair and leaned into the little man with so much power over her. "Angel, huh? What did the manufacturers run out of Cupcakes and Muffins? I bet I could wipe the floor with your 'Angel'." With that she stomped out of the door and headed for her father's office. No doubt, to complain with the new line up in catching Jarod.
Sydney and Mr. Raines were the only two left in the room, at this point. Them and deafening silence, that is. Finally Sydney decided to speak up. "You called in Angel? Do you think that was wise? I mean, we want to catch Jarod not kill him!"
Mr. Raines just nodded his head absently. "I understand your concern. Really I do. The fact is, I have all my trust in that girl and her abilities. She will not fail me."
Sydney was almost frantic by this point. "What if she changes her mind, though. She is quite the loose cannon. It would not bother her one way or the other if he lives or dies. Think about it! She was raised to take pleasure in torturing others."
Mr. Raines just stared at him contentedly. "Then maybe you should pray that he does come back dead, rather than alive."