"This is what we were all paged on a '911' for?" Alex dropped the file onto the desk and sat down.
"Where is Jake?" Frank paced the briefing room floor like an impatient father. He was over an hour later than everyone else. Frank himself was about 20 minutes later than Alex and Cody.
"I'm right here Frank. I got here as fast as I could. What's the big fuss?" Jake ambled in and plopped down into a chair next to Alex. He set his coffee cup down onto the desk.
"You got here as fast as you could, but stopped off for coffee." Alex leaned forward and turned the cup around. She grinned wide and leaned back. "So, who is she?"
Jake laughed and took a sip of the coffee. "What's up Monica that I had to leave the discussion Father Micheal and I were having about the flag football tournament this weekend?"
"We're being put on Embassy duty, Jake." Frank was stroking his goatee with a bit of a smile. "Seems the British Prime Minister is coming to Chicago for a visit on his tour across the States. While he's here, we'll be assisting with the security detail. Since you and the others know the city inside out, we were selected for the honor of this. Also could have something to do with whisperes of possible disruptions at the Embassy the night the party will be here. Sunday evening is the Reception dinner dance at the Embassy, black tie of course. Brush up on your dance moves. Dates are optional, but allowed. Remember, we'll be on security detail. You're dismissed. I know you ladies have to do some shopping, gentlemen, don't forget your tuxedos."
Alex and Jake looked at each other. "You're joking, right? Nothing undercover, nothing where we're going to get shot at, run over, put through the emotional wrecking ball wringer?"
"No Alex. Nothing fantastic like that. I doubt highly that anyone will try anything that night. So we're on plain and simple protection detail. Cody, while the others are shopping for their outfits, I'll need you to work on some of the surveillance and listening devices."
"Gotcha, already on it. Alex will you be strapless or not?"
"I don't think that's any of your business. As long as you don't wear tennis shoes with your tuxedo, we'll be fine"
"You mean I have to wear a tux too?? Aww man! I hate having to get dressed up..." He kept mumbling as he slouched back in his chair.
"Boys and girls, back to your corners. You're all free for the time being. I would suggest when Monica pages you, or I for that matter, I expect you to answer it immediately. You've got a day or two to do your shopping before we start collaborating with the Secret Service and the Embassy security contingent. If you do decide to bring dates, let me know as soon as possible so I can relay the information to the Embassy and they can get clearance."
Alex and Jake both stood up and headed out.
"Want to come shopping with me? I can always use a man's opinion on an outfit." Alex smiled. This was going to be fun actually.
"I wish I could. But I need to go shop for a tuxedo Alex." What Jake really wanted to do was to go hunting down that lovely Sasha he met on the way in this morning.
"Aww c'mon Jake. I'll help you look. I can see you in a single breasted classic style." She hooked her arm into his and led him towards her car, babbling about styles of tuxedos.
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"Where is Jake?" Frank paced the briefing room floor like an impatient father. He was over an hour later than everyone else. Frank himself was about 20 minutes later than Alex and Cody.
"I'm right here Frank. I got here as fast as I could. What's the big fuss?" Jake ambled in and plopped down into a chair next to Alex. He set his coffee cup down onto the desk.
"You got here as fast as you could, but stopped off for coffee." Alex leaned forward and turned the cup around. She grinned wide and leaned back. "So, who is she?"
Jake laughed and took a sip of the coffee. "What's up Monica that I had to leave the discussion Father Micheal and I were having about the flag football tournament this weekend?"
"We're being put on Embassy duty, Jake." Frank was stroking his goatee with a bit of a smile. "Seems the British Prime Minister is coming to Chicago for a visit on his tour across the States. While he's here, we'll be assisting with the security detail. Since you and the others know the city inside out, we were selected for the honor of this. Also could have something to do with whisperes of possible disruptions at the Embassy the night the party will be here. Sunday evening is the Reception dinner dance at the Embassy, black tie of course. Brush up on your dance moves. Dates are optional, but allowed. Remember, we'll be on security detail. You're dismissed. I know you ladies have to do some shopping, gentlemen, don't forget your tuxedos."
Alex and Jake looked at each other. "You're joking, right? Nothing undercover, nothing where we're going to get shot at, run over, put through the emotional wrecking ball wringer?"
"No Alex. Nothing fantastic like that. I doubt highly that anyone will try anything that night. So we're on plain and simple protection detail. Cody, while the others are shopping for their outfits, I'll need you to work on some of the surveillance and listening devices."
"Gotcha, already on it. Alex will you be strapless or not?"
"I don't think that's any of your business. As long as you don't wear tennis shoes with your tuxedo, we'll be fine"
"You mean I have to wear a tux too?? Aww man! I hate having to get dressed up..." He kept mumbling as he slouched back in his chair.
"Boys and girls, back to your corners. You're all free for the time being. I would suggest when Monica pages you, or I for that matter, I expect you to answer it immediately. You've got a day or two to do your shopping before we start collaborating with the Secret Service and the Embassy security contingent. If you do decide to bring dates, let me know as soon as possible so I can relay the information to the Embassy and they can get clearance."
Alex and Jake both stood up and headed out.
"Want to come shopping with me? I can always use a man's opinion on an outfit." Alex smiled. This was going to be fun actually.
"I wish I could. But I need to go shop for a tuxedo Alex." What Jake really wanted to do was to go hunting down that lovely Sasha he met on the way in this morning.
"Aww c'mon Jake. I'll help you look. I can see you in a single breasted classic style." She hooked her arm into his and led him towards her car, babbling about styles of tuxedos.
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