Frank looked at Wallace. She'd been alone in there for 20 minutes with Boone and they all could hear the crunching and thudding sounds of fists on bone, fists on soft body parts, body being thrown across the room... all hell was breaking loose.
"Agent Donovan, how long are you going to let that continue? He'll kill her!" One of the students obviously didn't know Sinclair that well to think that a little weasel like Boone could ever out-match Litha. "It sounds like they're beating the shit out of each other! You've got to stop it!"
"I don't hear anything, do you Adam?"
"Not a bit Frank. I think the kids are in need of a hearing check." Just then the door behind them collided with a body, shaking it on the hinges and bowing the door slightly. Shortly after that there was the sound of a body rolling down the steps away from the doors. Adam and Frank looked at each other.
"Should we go in and break it up, see if he's had enough?"
Frank was about to answer when one of the cockier male students in the class piped up. "Yeah right. I got $50 that says it's Boone kicking the shit out of Sinclair. She's just a little bitty slip of a thing."
The betting went off like wild after that. Frank looked at Adam with a cheshire grin, then over at Jake and Alex. Jake was looking as if to say that the outcome of this brawl would determine what the odds were in the Sinclair-Cross matchup. Frank chuckled. He knew about the whispers Cody and Jake had shared about what would happen if Litha and Alex got into a boxing ring together.
--
Monica and Cody followed the team into the townhouse. After Litha had beat the shit out of and killed Burns, Dodge let his partner Hendricks see the result. 'This is what will happen to you, Hendricks. Think about it, she killed him for touching her mother... what do you think Sinclair will do to you when she finds out you picked up her baby girl?' The man had started spilling his guts after that.
This was where Agent Hendricks had told them Mrs. Sinclair and the baby were being kept at. There were two guards at the front door to the residence watching. The agent had told them that there were three more inside with the woman. Aaron Dodge had come down to join the team in the recovery. He felt responsible for them being in this position because he didn't get the chance to move them to a safe house before Litha went on the mission.
"Agent Davis, you and your partner know how to use your weapons, right? If not, you two get to stay back in the back until we clear the house."
"You think we made it this far without knowing how to fire a gun? Give us some credit, will you Director Dodge?"
He'd only chuckled and moved them along as the lead agents moved across the lawn. It all happened quickly enough. The two agents in front were easily subdued and removed. A battering ram was employed to break down the front door. There were two agents in the front of the townhouse who were also quickly subdued. This left Monica to follow the sound of a baby's crying. Upstairs in a room towards the back of the residence was the room that Angelina was kept in. There was a portable crib set up with a few stuffed toys and necessary items for keeping a 9 month old child happy enough for the time being. Elizabeth had yet to be seen. Monica walked in and laid her gun down on the chair next to the door. She coo'd softly as she picked up Angelina.
"Shhhh there... it's alright..."
"Put the baby down lady and step away."
Monica turned around, Angelina in her arms and came face to face with the third guard. Cody came up the stairs slowly after he'd heard the voices.
"I said to put the baby down lady."
"I'm a Federal Agent. I'm taking this baby out of here with me and you'll surrender your weapon immediately."
Cody stopped in the hallway, gun still in hand. Monica had the baby and was facing down a man with a gun. This was not pretty. The rest of the team was searching the house for Elizabeth Sinclair, and if he shouted for help Monica and the baby could be shot or killed by the time help arrived. He drew in a deep and shaking breath as he raised the gun in both hands.
The soft 'click' behind the guard drew his attention. Behind him, he saw the skinny figure of a geeky looking kid holding a gun on him.
"F-Federal Agent. Put your gun down and step away."
"Yeah right."
"Shoot him Cody.
Cody's eyes got wide. He didn't know if he had the stomach to actually shoot someone. Computers ande gizmos were his specialty, not shooting armed guards.
"CODY!"
"Move away from them now!"
The guard turned back to Monica and raised the semi-automtic machine gun. Monica hugged a strangely calm Angelina to her chest.
"CODY GODDAMIT SHOOT HIM!" Monica shouted over the baby's head as she turned the baby away from the gun.
Cody's eyes widened again as his hands began to sweat. His grip was slick as both he and the guard started to squeeze their triggers at the same time.
'Please please don't hit the baby' was all Monica thought of as a deafening crack split the suffocating atmosphere in the little bedroom...
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"You greasy little sonofabitch. You know where they are. You orchestrated everything, your own operative implicated you on his dying breath... either you tell me or I resort to playing dirty." She ripped his head back by the hair. Boone was on his stomach, Litha's knee pressed into the small of his back with a good part of her weight behind it as she leaned forward and snarled in his ear. One of her guns had been holstered and secured, the other one was on the floor a few feet from Boone. Not that Boone could have touched either of them. Since Frank left the room, it'd been a onesided fight.
"This is where they fused those vertebrae, eh?" She jammed her thumb down on his spine right over a ridge in the normal demarcations of spinal vertebrae. Boone screamed in pain and bucked. Litha responded by sitting on him and locking her knees around his neck. She squeezed and twisted, using her upper body as a lever back against his own body weight. Basically her knees slipped over his shoulder to lock around his neck while she laid back over his spine and hips as leverage. The harder he bucked to get her off of him, the tighter her leglock got around his neck. If he moved wrong, his neck could snap.
"g-go... to.... hell..." Boone's face was turning red.
"Now, see, there you go. You can talk after all. You're on borrowed time. That debt payment with interest began tallying up the moment your operatives set foot into my mother's home. Double interest was added when they struck my mother, and a penalty was added by them even touching my daughter, not to mention kidnapping her. And the list is so long when it comes down to it. You've got extortion, treason, kidnapping, breaking and entering, drug trafficking, arms dealing, money laundering, shall I go on? I think, if we tried, we could add a fashion ticket in there cuz buddy, your fashion sense is in the toilet. Now tell me where my daughter and mother are at and I promise to make it quick when I kill you."
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"Agent Donovan, how long are you going to let that continue? He'll kill her!" One of the students obviously didn't know Sinclair that well to think that a little weasel like Boone could ever out-match Litha. "It sounds like they're beating the shit out of each other! You've got to stop it!"
"I don't hear anything, do you Adam?"
"Not a bit Frank. I think the kids are in need of a hearing check." Just then the door behind them collided with a body, shaking it on the hinges and bowing the door slightly. Shortly after that there was the sound of a body rolling down the steps away from the doors. Adam and Frank looked at each other.
"Should we go in and break it up, see if he's had enough?"
Frank was about to answer when one of the cockier male students in the class piped up. "Yeah right. I got $50 that says it's Boone kicking the shit out of Sinclair. She's just a little bitty slip of a thing."
The betting went off like wild after that. Frank looked at Adam with a cheshire grin, then over at Jake and Alex. Jake was looking as if to say that the outcome of this brawl would determine what the odds were in the Sinclair-Cross matchup. Frank chuckled. He knew about the whispers Cody and Jake had shared about what would happen if Litha and Alex got into a boxing ring together.
--
Monica and Cody followed the team into the townhouse. After Litha had beat the shit out of and killed Burns, Dodge let his partner Hendricks see the result. 'This is what will happen to you, Hendricks. Think about it, she killed him for touching her mother... what do you think Sinclair will do to you when she finds out you picked up her baby girl?' The man had started spilling his guts after that.
This was where Agent Hendricks had told them Mrs. Sinclair and the baby were being kept at. There were two guards at the front door to the residence watching. The agent had told them that there were three more inside with the woman. Aaron Dodge had come down to join the team in the recovery. He felt responsible for them being in this position because he didn't get the chance to move them to a safe house before Litha went on the mission.
"Agent Davis, you and your partner know how to use your weapons, right? If not, you two get to stay back in the back until we clear the house."
"You think we made it this far without knowing how to fire a gun? Give us some credit, will you Director Dodge?"
He'd only chuckled and moved them along as the lead agents moved across the lawn. It all happened quickly enough. The two agents in front were easily subdued and removed. A battering ram was employed to break down the front door. There were two agents in the front of the townhouse who were also quickly subdued. This left Monica to follow the sound of a baby's crying. Upstairs in a room towards the back of the residence was the room that Angelina was kept in. There was a portable crib set up with a few stuffed toys and necessary items for keeping a 9 month old child happy enough for the time being. Elizabeth had yet to be seen. Monica walked in and laid her gun down on the chair next to the door. She coo'd softly as she picked up Angelina.
"Shhhh there... it's alright..."
"Put the baby down lady and step away."
Monica turned around, Angelina in her arms and came face to face with the third guard. Cody came up the stairs slowly after he'd heard the voices.
"I said to put the baby down lady."
"I'm a Federal Agent. I'm taking this baby out of here with me and you'll surrender your weapon immediately."
Cody stopped in the hallway, gun still in hand. Monica had the baby and was facing down a man with a gun. This was not pretty. The rest of the team was searching the house for Elizabeth Sinclair, and if he shouted for help Monica and the baby could be shot or killed by the time help arrived. He drew in a deep and shaking breath as he raised the gun in both hands.
The soft 'click' behind the guard drew his attention. Behind him, he saw the skinny figure of a geeky looking kid holding a gun on him.
"F-Federal Agent. Put your gun down and step away."
"Yeah right."
"Shoot him Cody.
Cody's eyes got wide. He didn't know if he had the stomach to actually shoot someone. Computers ande gizmos were his specialty, not shooting armed guards.
"CODY!"
"Move away from them now!"
The guard turned back to Monica and raised the semi-automtic machine gun. Monica hugged a strangely calm Angelina to her chest.
"CODY GODDAMIT SHOOT HIM!" Monica shouted over the baby's head as she turned the baby away from the gun.
Cody's eyes widened again as his hands began to sweat. His grip was slick as both he and the guard started to squeeze their triggers at the same time.
'Please please don't hit the baby' was all Monica thought of as a deafening crack split the suffocating atmosphere in the little bedroom...
--
"You greasy little sonofabitch. You know where they are. You orchestrated everything, your own operative implicated you on his dying breath... either you tell me or I resort to playing dirty." She ripped his head back by the hair. Boone was on his stomach, Litha's knee pressed into the small of his back with a good part of her weight behind it as she leaned forward and snarled in his ear. One of her guns had been holstered and secured, the other one was on the floor a few feet from Boone. Not that Boone could have touched either of them. Since Frank left the room, it'd been a onesided fight.
"This is where they fused those vertebrae, eh?" She jammed her thumb down on his spine right over a ridge in the normal demarcations of spinal vertebrae. Boone screamed in pain and bucked. Litha responded by sitting on him and locking her knees around his neck. She squeezed and twisted, using her upper body as a lever back against his own body weight. Basically her knees slipped over his shoulder to lock around his neck while she laid back over his spine and hips as leverage. The harder he bucked to get her off of him, the tighter her leglock got around his neck. If he moved wrong, his neck could snap.
"g-go... to.... hell..." Boone's face was turning red.
"Now, see, there you go. You can talk after all. You're on borrowed time. That debt payment with interest began tallying up the moment your operatives set foot into my mother's home. Double interest was added when they struck my mother, and a penalty was added by them even touching my daughter, not to mention kidnapping her. And the list is so long when it comes down to it. You've got extortion, treason, kidnapping, breaking and entering, drug trafficking, arms dealing, money laundering, shall I go on? I think, if we tried, we could add a fashion ticket in there cuz buddy, your fashion sense is in the toilet. Now tell me where my daughter and mother are at and I promise to make it quick when I kill you."
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