Title: Business and Pleasure, Five
Author: Leese
Email: lisacheerio_85@yahoo.com
Note: Part five (I have no idea how long this is gonna go for, maybe another two? Hehe)
Oscar emerged from the shower wrapped in a towel to see Angie sitting cross-legged on his bed, flipping through a file.
"We'll find him first," he stated, sitting behind her and letting her fall back into him.
"We better." There was a pause.
"Do you know why?" Angie shook her head.
"No! I mean, maybe he thought delivery boy had a gun, or, or I'm not sure. Maybe he knew something that I didn't."
"We don't know who he was pointing the gun at either." Angie tilted her head back to look up past his chin and into his eyes.
"He wouldn't try to kill me."
"Yeah, spoken to Sam?" She nodded.
"Staying with mum and dad for a while. Their little angel's back home, she'll never leave now." Oscar smirked.
"Somehow I highly doubt she'll be around for long, besides, you're the one they called Angela, eh?" She smiled.
"Mm..."
"If it makes you feel better, you're mine." She turned, raising her eyebrows suggestively.
"Oh yeah?" He nodded.
'Nnyep!" Angie laughed, kissing him briefly.
"Oh, I love you," she said, moving in to continue the kiss, but Oscar pulled back.
"What?" She looked at him as he broke into a smile. "Really?" She pretended to think and he whacked her lightly in the arm.
"Hey, what do you think?!" she exclaimed, turning in his arms and pushing him down onto the bed.
*
Mac eyed Lamenia in the bar and sat next to him.
"Hi," she started. He looked over, smiling at what he saw.
"You solo?" He held up his left hand. Mac seemed disappointed.
"But never you mind about that, eh?" Mac's eyes twinkled.
"We'll see..." she started before standing and walking away.
"Hey!" he called after her, she didn't turn back.
Mac watched from the Com-V while he made it out onto the middle of the street.
"He took it, nice work," Danni said. Mac smiled.
"Hook, link and sinker," she replied.
*
The following night Angie called to say that Lamenia had just left for his usual night-cap.
Mac ended the call and looked over at Pete sitting next to her at the table.
"You ready?" she asked. Pete grinned – was he ever! This had to be the best assignment he'd been on in ages! She moved over and sat next to him, and they waited for Lamenia to open the door. It took a couple of minutes for him to arrive, and in that time they talked about anything but work.
"Where'd you get this from?" Pete asked, reaching out and toying with the necklace around Mac's neck. She smiled.
"Ah, bought it from a shop." He raised his eyebrows.
"Oh really?"
"Seems it."
"Hm..."
"What?"
"It's nice."
"Shut up you!" she started, but spotted Lamenia. "Here he is." Mac put a hand to Pete's neck and drew him to her.
*
Lamenia looked over to see the woman at the back corner table, making out with some other man. He felt his heart sink but then again, if she wasn't worried about his wedding ring he was eager enough, as long as she was willing.
*
Mac pulled away, looking into Pete's eyes.
"Get us some more drinks?" she asked. He nodded, smiling. As Mac got out of the booth and walked back to the bar, he allowed himself to grin.
*
"Hello again," Mac stated, parking herself next to Lamenia. He glanced over at her.
"Who's your fella?"
"Who says he's mine?" She grinned. "So, what's your business?"
"I don't understand."
"I'd like you to do something for me."
"How do you know I'm what you're looking for?"
"Easy enough. If you do this one favour for me, we can do immense favours for you."
"Oh yeah?" She nodded.
"Consider us...investment specialists...if you'd like to make a profit turn, come to us."
"What do I have to do?"
"We'll see..." She dropped a card in front of him and again stood and walked off. This time the man from the booth joined her. They exited through the back of the bar and waited, before hearing footsteps. Pete pushed Mac up against the brick wall and so when Lamenia came to the door, all he heard was Mac and Pete getting serious, and he came no further.
Mac smiled beneath Pete's kiss and be broke away.
"I think we're safe," she whispered. He nodded, keeping his hands on her waist but pulling back.
"You got him?" She nodded.
"Mm, I think so." She rolled her lips together and grinned, before walking off ahead of him.
"What?" he called, chasing after her.
*
Angie knocked on the office door of Lamenia the next day.
"Come in," he called, and she opened the door only to see Lamenia meeting with Mac and Pete.
"Sorry to interrupt," she began. "I need your signature on these-" Angie handed over three or four papers and Lamenia signed quickly.
"No troubles," he replied, handing them back to her. As the door closed Pete remarked on how attractive his wife was. "Oh that's
not Louise, that's Kayla, she takes care of things."
"We'll be dealing with her then?" Mac asked.
"Both of us."
*
"We found Marty," Danni called as Mac and Pete returned. "Angie's gone to see him now."
"What? By herself?" She nodded.
"Should be back any minute."
*
"Look I knew that guy all right he was going to take the chance and pull a gun on you." Angie ignored the hand he had gently contacting with her waist.
"Marty," she urged. "He wasn't armed. I didn't call for help."
"But-"
"Look I said I'd help you, remember? You've got three choices."
"I'm listening."
"One, stay right where you are and let Lamenia find you. Two, turn yourself in to police. Three," she sighed. "You can let me handle things."
"How?"
"You got somewhere you can go? Or'd like to go?"
"Nowhere in particular..."
*
"Ange, can I see you?" Mac called, and she followed her into her office. "We're wrapping this one up nicely."
"Mm, I thought it would take much longer."
"That was our impression."
"And?"
"We believe Lamenia was paid to kill those two people."
"By who?"
"Our only lead, leads to, um, Marty."
"What?" she exclaimed. "How would he know? Why would he want them dead?!" Mac shrugged.
"He'd worked with them before, spent some time with them on the inside. They had good jobs and he didn't."
"Yeah, but-"
"Personal vendetta Ange. Where is he?" She sighed. Could she really give him up? Mac leant forward. "Come on Ange, where is he?"
"Packing up some stuff at his house." She looked down at her lap.
"Thankyou," Mac assured, picking up her phone and walking out of the office.
*
"I don't believe it," Angie mumbled, sitting on her desk later that night. Danni had gone home and Pete and Oscar were fiddling at their desks. Oscar looked up.
"He was your informant Ange," he replied. "No matter how perfect they seem, they have a flaw. All of them. You can't pretend that doesn't matter!" She looked up at the familiar term.
"He was a good guy."
"That got caught up in some bad stuff," Pete added. She nodded, sighing.
"Yeah, I guess so..."
"You'll have to forget him." She nodded.
"Once Lamenia finds out he's been arrested, and what for, he'll know his cover's blown."
"And he'll start taking drastic measures. It's what we want." She nodded sadly, casting a glance over at Oscar, who managed a reassuring smile.
TBC...
Author: Leese
Email: lisacheerio_85@yahoo.com
Note: Part five (I have no idea how long this is gonna go for, maybe another two? Hehe)
Oscar emerged from the shower wrapped in a towel to see Angie sitting cross-legged on his bed, flipping through a file.
"We'll find him first," he stated, sitting behind her and letting her fall back into him.
"We better." There was a pause.
"Do you know why?" Angie shook her head.
"No! I mean, maybe he thought delivery boy had a gun, or, or I'm not sure. Maybe he knew something that I didn't."
"We don't know who he was pointing the gun at either." Angie tilted her head back to look up past his chin and into his eyes.
"He wouldn't try to kill me."
"Yeah, spoken to Sam?" She nodded.
"Staying with mum and dad for a while. Their little angel's back home, she'll never leave now." Oscar smirked.
"Somehow I highly doubt she'll be around for long, besides, you're the one they called Angela, eh?" She smiled.
"Mm..."
"If it makes you feel better, you're mine." She turned, raising her eyebrows suggestively.
"Oh yeah?" He nodded.
'Nnyep!" Angie laughed, kissing him briefly.
"Oh, I love you," she said, moving in to continue the kiss, but Oscar pulled back.
"What?" She looked at him as he broke into a smile. "Really?" She pretended to think and he whacked her lightly in the arm.
"Hey, what do you think?!" she exclaimed, turning in his arms and pushing him down onto the bed.
*
Mac eyed Lamenia in the bar and sat next to him.
"Hi," she started. He looked over, smiling at what he saw.
"You solo?" He held up his left hand. Mac seemed disappointed.
"But never you mind about that, eh?" Mac's eyes twinkled.
"We'll see..." she started before standing and walking away.
"Hey!" he called after her, she didn't turn back.
Mac watched from the Com-V while he made it out onto the middle of the street.
"He took it, nice work," Danni said. Mac smiled.
"Hook, link and sinker," she replied.
*
The following night Angie called to say that Lamenia had just left for his usual night-cap.
Mac ended the call and looked over at Pete sitting next to her at the table.
"You ready?" she asked. Pete grinned – was he ever! This had to be the best assignment he'd been on in ages! She moved over and sat next to him, and they waited for Lamenia to open the door. It took a couple of minutes for him to arrive, and in that time they talked about anything but work.
"Where'd you get this from?" Pete asked, reaching out and toying with the necklace around Mac's neck. She smiled.
"Ah, bought it from a shop." He raised his eyebrows.
"Oh really?"
"Seems it."
"Hm..."
"What?"
"It's nice."
"Shut up you!" she started, but spotted Lamenia. "Here he is." Mac put a hand to Pete's neck and drew him to her.
*
Lamenia looked over to see the woman at the back corner table, making out with some other man. He felt his heart sink but then again, if she wasn't worried about his wedding ring he was eager enough, as long as she was willing.
*
Mac pulled away, looking into Pete's eyes.
"Get us some more drinks?" she asked. He nodded, smiling. As Mac got out of the booth and walked back to the bar, he allowed himself to grin.
*
"Hello again," Mac stated, parking herself next to Lamenia. He glanced over at her.
"Who's your fella?"
"Who says he's mine?" She grinned. "So, what's your business?"
"I don't understand."
"I'd like you to do something for me."
"How do you know I'm what you're looking for?"
"Easy enough. If you do this one favour for me, we can do immense favours for you."
"Oh yeah?" She nodded.
"Consider us...investment specialists...if you'd like to make a profit turn, come to us."
"What do I have to do?"
"We'll see..." She dropped a card in front of him and again stood and walked off. This time the man from the booth joined her. They exited through the back of the bar and waited, before hearing footsteps. Pete pushed Mac up against the brick wall and so when Lamenia came to the door, all he heard was Mac and Pete getting serious, and he came no further.
Mac smiled beneath Pete's kiss and be broke away.
"I think we're safe," she whispered. He nodded, keeping his hands on her waist but pulling back.
"You got him?" She nodded.
"Mm, I think so." She rolled her lips together and grinned, before walking off ahead of him.
"What?" he called, chasing after her.
*
Angie knocked on the office door of Lamenia the next day.
"Come in," he called, and she opened the door only to see Lamenia meeting with Mac and Pete.
"Sorry to interrupt," she began. "I need your signature on these-" Angie handed over three or four papers and Lamenia signed quickly.
"No troubles," he replied, handing them back to her. As the door closed Pete remarked on how attractive his wife was. "Oh that's
not Louise, that's Kayla, she takes care of things."
"We'll be dealing with her then?" Mac asked.
"Both of us."
*
"We found Marty," Danni called as Mac and Pete returned. "Angie's gone to see him now."
"What? By herself?" She nodded.
"Should be back any minute."
*
"Look I knew that guy all right he was going to take the chance and pull a gun on you." Angie ignored the hand he had gently contacting with her waist.
"Marty," she urged. "He wasn't armed. I didn't call for help."
"But-"
"Look I said I'd help you, remember? You've got three choices."
"I'm listening."
"One, stay right where you are and let Lamenia find you. Two, turn yourself in to police. Three," she sighed. "You can let me handle things."
"How?"
"You got somewhere you can go? Or'd like to go?"
"Nowhere in particular..."
*
"Ange, can I see you?" Mac called, and she followed her into her office. "We're wrapping this one up nicely."
"Mm, I thought it would take much longer."
"That was our impression."
"And?"
"We believe Lamenia was paid to kill those two people."
"By who?"
"Our only lead, leads to, um, Marty."
"What?" she exclaimed. "How would he know? Why would he want them dead?!" Mac shrugged.
"He'd worked with them before, spent some time with them on the inside. They had good jobs and he didn't."
"Yeah, but-"
"Personal vendetta Ange. Where is he?" She sighed. Could she really give him up? Mac leant forward. "Come on Ange, where is he?"
"Packing up some stuff at his house." She looked down at her lap.
"Thankyou," Mac assured, picking up her phone and walking out of the office.
*
"I don't believe it," Angie mumbled, sitting on her desk later that night. Danni had gone home and Pete and Oscar were fiddling at their desks. Oscar looked up.
"He was your informant Ange," he replied. "No matter how perfect they seem, they have a flaw. All of them. You can't pretend that doesn't matter!" She looked up at the familiar term.
"He was a good guy."
"That got caught up in some bad stuff," Pete added. She nodded, sighing.
"Yeah, I guess so..."
"You'll have to forget him." She nodded.
"Once Lamenia finds out he's been arrested, and what for, he'll know his cover's blown."
"And he'll start taking drastic measures. It's what we want." She nodded sadly, casting a glance over at Oscar, who managed a reassuring smile.
TBC...