While Frank and company were enjoying dessert in Brazil, night had fallen on the rest of the world and brought sleep to everyone. Peaceful dreams abounded in the household of Elizabeth Sinclair as four Federal Agents roamed her house. Two were posted outside on the street, one in her front room, one in the back yard and one across the street in a neighbor's house. Little baby Lina had drifted off after a two hour long battle of wills in her grandmum's arms. The one agent smiled as he looked in on the baby during his routine patrol of the house. She looked every bit the angel as she slept. Quite different from her mother of course. He knew her mother to be hell on wheels during their training ops. Of course, perhaps the kid was too when fully conscious and on a tear.
The agent moved back to the front of the house. Mrs. Sinclair was snoring softly in her room and he checked in with the other agents. One by one they reported in 'all clear' and he settled down on the couch for a little while. Why anyone would want to drag Agent Sinclair's mother and child into this was beyond him. But then again, Sinclair had managed to piss off some pretty hot-tempered people in the last four years.
It was dark, approaching midnight there in Birmingham Hills, Michigan. There was a new moon that night and clouds drifted overhead, blocking out the random starlight. Shadows were rampant on the ground and no one truly noticed the movements from across the street. Silently one form raised a pistol capped with a silencer, the red laser target centering on the back of the agents' heads in the car on the street. A soft 'thwip' sounded and the first agent fell dead across the steering wheel. A second later the same happened with the agents in the passenger seat, causing him to fall sideways in the seat over his partner. The agent in the back yard of Elizabeth Sinclair's home was targeted from the sidewalk, the agent falling abruptly to the ground as if someone had cut the strings from a marionette. The two forms then kicked in the front door, the noise startling the agent on the couch even as he saw the laser sight too late.
The noise of the door being kicked in also woke up Mrs. Sinclair, who jumped out of her bed and began running for the baby's room even as the agent in the front room was killed. A pair of hands grabbed her by the shoulders and jerked her down to the ground. Elizabeth struggled and fought back against the person trying to hold her down. The kicking in of the door and ensuing scuffle woke up Lina, who proceeded to demonstrate the gift of her mother's incredible lung capacity by screaming as loud as possible.
"Jesus shut that kid up!"
The one finally decked Elizabeth across the face and dropped her unconscious to the floor. The second reached in and picked up the baby, cooing gently. He had children of his own and in no time had the little girl calmed down so that she wasn't screaming anymore, just the occasional sobs and sniffles. Elizabeth was hauled up over the other man's shoulder and both men walked out of the house as calm as you please, leaving a trail of carnage behind them in the form of four dead Federal Agents.
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Down in Brazil, Litha was pacing the floor in her room. "What the hell is wrong with you... you should be sleeping instead of pacing the floor..." Litha sighed and hugged herself tight. She just couldn't sleep. Ever since dinner she'd felt ill at ease. She didn't know if it was the sudden resurgence of her overwhelming lust for Frank Donovan's presence and body or if it was something else.
She was so wrapped up in her thoughts she didn't hear the door open and Frank sneak up behind her. So when he put his hands on her hips, she jumped and threw an elbow, catching Frank in the chest. He stumbled back, coughing and wheezing...
"jesus..."
"OH!! You... You.... OH!" Litha reached out and steadied him as he was weaving on his feet. The blow to his chest stunned him. After coughing a few more times, Frank finally got centered enough to stand up.
"What the hell was that for?"
"You startled me. You of all people should know better than to sneak up on me." She was rubbing the spot on his chest where she'd nailed him. "Frank, I -"
He shut her up by dragging her up against his chest and crushing her lips to his. What he'd come in to talk to her about would have to wait until the morning. The mere feel of her hands on his chest had pushed all sane thoughts out of his brain.
Even though it was dead silent in her room, Litha could hear the sound of rushing wind in her ears. God how she missed him... she didn't realize it until he'd actually touched her, kissed her. She didn't want him to stop and put up no protest as he walked her backwards. Her hands roamed all over his chest, pushing his shirt back over his shoulders. God he was beautiful... Her lips left his long enough to kiss their way down his neck and across his shoulders after she'd yanked his shirt off and tossed it aside. Frank's hands pushed aside the soft silk robe and slid around her waist as he continued to manuever her towards the bed. All he could think of was how good she felt under his hands and against his own body. But when he felt her teeth sink into his shoulder, a deep shudder ran through is body and he lost control, pushing her down onto the bed.
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Aross the hall from them, Jake was knocking on Alex's door. He had to knock a few times as she was so deeply asleep that she didn't hear him at first. However, she did eventually wake up with a soft four letter word. Alex wasn't a nice person when she was prematurely woken up and as such, she ripped open the door with a snarl.
"WHAT?"
Jake jumped back a bit, then a grin split his face. Was that really Alex? Her blonde hair was helter skelter and she had no make-up on. Not to mention her eyes were mostly closed and she had a red spot on her forehead where it rested against her arm while sleeping.
"ohhh blackmail evidence. If I only had a picture."
"Oh shut up and get in here. What are you doing up at this time of night?"
"Our lovebirds are at it." He snickered conspiritorially and closed her door behind him.
"and that's something to wake me up over?" Alex was getting crankier by the minute.
"I thought you'd say that. But that's not all. Come with me." He led her into the bathroom and turned the shower on full force, just in case there were taps in the room.
"There's someone besides Geraldo and his wife here in the house. I can't put my finger on it, but someting isn't right. Not once did the subject of business come up."
"Of course not Jake." Alex sighed and ran her hand through her tangled hair. It laid down a bit and she leaned up against the wall. "That was a welcome dinner. He's not going to just blurt out his intentions. He wants to get to know us first, see what we're really like and who he wants to do business with. Besides, there is the house staff here too."
"No, there's someone or something else. Call it gut instinct, I just know that something else is going on here."
"Maybe it's just the two 'lovebirds' as you put it so nicely keeping up with the act. Look, Jake, if you're so worried, go tell Donovan about it."
His face took on a horrified look. "And interrupt their wild animal sex? No thanks. I saw both of their faces at dinner tonight. If Litha hadn't controlled herself, I think she'd have shagged him right there on the table for one and all to see."
It was Alex's turn to look horrified. "oh now that's a visual I wanted to sleep on - the images of our fearless leader getting nasty with the one woman I can't stand. Thank you, so very much. Go back to bed Jake, before I shoot you and tell Frank you had an accident."
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The agent moved back to the front of the house. Mrs. Sinclair was snoring softly in her room and he checked in with the other agents. One by one they reported in 'all clear' and he settled down on the couch for a little while. Why anyone would want to drag Agent Sinclair's mother and child into this was beyond him. But then again, Sinclair had managed to piss off some pretty hot-tempered people in the last four years.
It was dark, approaching midnight there in Birmingham Hills, Michigan. There was a new moon that night and clouds drifted overhead, blocking out the random starlight. Shadows were rampant on the ground and no one truly noticed the movements from across the street. Silently one form raised a pistol capped with a silencer, the red laser target centering on the back of the agents' heads in the car on the street. A soft 'thwip' sounded and the first agent fell dead across the steering wheel. A second later the same happened with the agents in the passenger seat, causing him to fall sideways in the seat over his partner. The agent in the back yard of Elizabeth Sinclair's home was targeted from the sidewalk, the agent falling abruptly to the ground as if someone had cut the strings from a marionette. The two forms then kicked in the front door, the noise startling the agent on the couch even as he saw the laser sight too late.
The noise of the door being kicked in also woke up Mrs. Sinclair, who jumped out of her bed and began running for the baby's room even as the agent in the front room was killed. A pair of hands grabbed her by the shoulders and jerked her down to the ground. Elizabeth struggled and fought back against the person trying to hold her down. The kicking in of the door and ensuing scuffle woke up Lina, who proceeded to demonstrate the gift of her mother's incredible lung capacity by screaming as loud as possible.
"Jesus shut that kid up!"
The one finally decked Elizabeth across the face and dropped her unconscious to the floor. The second reached in and picked up the baby, cooing gently. He had children of his own and in no time had the little girl calmed down so that she wasn't screaming anymore, just the occasional sobs and sniffles. Elizabeth was hauled up over the other man's shoulder and both men walked out of the house as calm as you please, leaving a trail of carnage behind them in the form of four dead Federal Agents.
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Down in Brazil, Litha was pacing the floor in her room. "What the hell is wrong with you... you should be sleeping instead of pacing the floor..." Litha sighed and hugged herself tight. She just couldn't sleep. Ever since dinner she'd felt ill at ease. She didn't know if it was the sudden resurgence of her overwhelming lust for Frank Donovan's presence and body or if it was something else.
She was so wrapped up in her thoughts she didn't hear the door open and Frank sneak up behind her. So when he put his hands on her hips, she jumped and threw an elbow, catching Frank in the chest. He stumbled back, coughing and wheezing...
"jesus..."
"OH!! You... You.... OH!" Litha reached out and steadied him as he was weaving on his feet. The blow to his chest stunned him. After coughing a few more times, Frank finally got centered enough to stand up.
"What the hell was that for?"
"You startled me. You of all people should know better than to sneak up on me." She was rubbing the spot on his chest where she'd nailed him. "Frank, I -"
He shut her up by dragging her up against his chest and crushing her lips to his. What he'd come in to talk to her about would have to wait until the morning. The mere feel of her hands on his chest had pushed all sane thoughts out of his brain.
Even though it was dead silent in her room, Litha could hear the sound of rushing wind in her ears. God how she missed him... she didn't realize it until he'd actually touched her, kissed her. She didn't want him to stop and put up no protest as he walked her backwards. Her hands roamed all over his chest, pushing his shirt back over his shoulders. God he was beautiful... Her lips left his long enough to kiss their way down his neck and across his shoulders after she'd yanked his shirt off and tossed it aside. Frank's hands pushed aside the soft silk robe and slid around her waist as he continued to manuever her towards the bed. All he could think of was how good she felt under his hands and against his own body. But when he felt her teeth sink into his shoulder, a deep shudder ran through is body and he lost control, pushing her down onto the bed.
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Aross the hall from them, Jake was knocking on Alex's door. He had to knock a few times as she was so deeply asleep that she didn't hear him at first. However, she did eventually wake up with a soft four letter word. Alex wasn't a nice person when she was prematurely woken up and as such, she ripped open the door with a snarl.
"WHAT?"
Jake jumped back a bit, then a grin split his face. Was that really Alex? Her blonde hair was helter skelter and she had no make-up on. Not to mention her eyes were mostly closed and she had a red spot on her forehead where it rested against her arm while sleeping.
"ohhh blackmail evidence. If I only had a picture."
"Oh shut up and get in here. What are you doing up at this time of night?"
"Our lovebirds are at it." He snickered conspiritorially and closed her door behind him.
"and that's something to wake me up over?" Alex was getting crankier by the minute.
"I thought you'd say that. But that's not all. Come with me." He led her into the bathroom and turned the shower on full force, just in case there were taps in the room.
"There's someone besides Geraldo and his wife here in the house. I can't put my finger on it, but someting isn't right. Not once did the subject of business come up."
"Of course not Jake." Alex sighed and ran her hand through her tangled hair. It laid down a bit and she leaned up against the wall. "That was a welcome dinner. He's not going to just blurt out his intentions. He wants to get to know us first, see what we're really like and who he wants to do business with. Besides, there is the house staff here too."
"No, there's someone or something else. Call it gut instinct, I just know that something else is going on here."
"Maybe it's just the two 'lovebirds' as you put it so nicely keeping up with the act. Look, Jake, if you're so worried, go tell Donovan about it."
His face took on a horrified look. "And interrupt their wild animal sex? No thanks. I saw both of their faces at dinner tonight. If Litha hadn't controlled herself, I think she'd have shagged him right there on the table for one and all to see."
It was Alex's turn to look horrified. "oh now that's a visual I wanted to sleep on - the images of our fearless leader getting nasty with the one woman I can't stand. Thank you, so very much. Go back to bed Jake, before I shoot you and tell Frank you had an accident."
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