"What was his reaction to the pictures?" Monica asked Alex as she walked down the stairs.
"Reaction?" Alex smirked, "He acted like those pictures were an every day normal thing for him."
"Define normal?" Jake laughed handing Alex her pack of cigarettes.
"Yea, but consider what he used to due for a living and his associates." Cody added.
"Boss, you okay?" Monica asked watching Donovan slowly walk down the stairs.
"Did you know about these?" he asked holding up the second envelope.
"What?" Alex asked taking the envelope, "When were these taken?"
"Let me see." Jake said taking it from Alex, "How is this possible? We saw her shot!"
"Did we?" Donovan laughed. The more he thought about that day, the harder he laughed. He was laughing so hard he held onto the table from the pain.
"Did we miss something funny?" Cody asked Alex. Alex looked at Cody and shrugged her shoulders.
"Should we call a doctor?" Jake asked.
"How about the men in white coats for him." Monica stated, "I think he finally lost it."
Cody looked around and picked up a book and threw at Donovan. Everyone watched as the book hit Donovan's right shoulder. Donovan stopped laughing and stared at Cody.
"What the hell did you do that for?" he growled kicking the book.
"I want to know what's so funny!" Cody demanded.
"He's dead." Jake whispered.
"What exactly did you see happen to Christine?" he asked Jake and Alex.
"They shot her in the chest. Two guards were holding her arms as the third pulled the trigger." Alex replied confused.
"Then they placed her on her knees and placed a hood over her face and shot her in the back of the head." Jake added.
"Did you see any blood?" Donovan asked.
"What?" Jake and Alex asked in unison.
"We were high up, looking through binoculars. I don't think so," Alex remarked, "but Tom did seem funny."
"Talking more than acting. He doesn't seem like the type to stand around and talk things out like a committee." Jake commented.
"He had someone inside Raphael's circle again." Monica added.
"I need a scorecard to keep up." Cody moaned sitting down.
"How hard is it to know that Tom pulled a fast one on Donovan?" Jake asked.
"He did, huh?" Cody laughed, "Hey, but that's cruel to let us think she was dead."
"He thought you'd be here two weeks ago when he dropped the pictures off, didn't he?" Monica asked.
"But we wouldn't let you near the office." Jake moaned.
"But why wouldn't Tom bring them to your apartment?" Alex asked.
"Would you want to go near him after you hit him?" Cody reasoned backing up away from Donovan.
"Tom knew if he came near me at home all bets would be off." Donovan snarled remember the headache he had after Tom hit him.
"Good point." Jake laughed, "What are you going to do now?"
"Go for a visit." Donovan smiled.
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"ATA flight 957 to Las Vegas is now boarding at gate C16."
"Stupid security," Christine muttered, moving slowly in line. "I will never have her book my flight again."
"Excuse me, Miss," the screener said, "you need to place your stuff on the belt."
Christine dropped her purse and her bag onto the belt and stepped through the metal detector.
BEEP!
"Step back and go through again."
Christine sighed, walked back and went through again.
BEEP!
"Step to the side Miss."
"I have a note from my doctor and surgeon." Christine started to explain. "I just had surgery on my wrist and had pins placed in it. What are you doing?"
"Can't be too careful now," the screener said moving the wand all over Christine.
"I'll take care of this. I'm the Ground Security Coordinator. Caleb Forrester. I just need to make sure no weapons are in the cast." he smiled.
"And how do you think you'll do that?" Christine snapped, "Cut it off? Don't think I'm going to take my shoes off."
"It'll be just a few minutes, Miss." Cody replied checking the cast. "All set. Enjoy your flight and sorry for the trouble."
Cody took off the tie and started to walk towards the ticket counter. "How'd it go?" Jake asked laughing.
"For a minute I thought she might hit me with the cast." Cody smirked.
"You did wand her a little to close." Jake laughed.
"Did you place the bug?" Donovan asked walking up to them.
"I told you," Cody huffed, "I can bug your cereal."
"So, when does our flight leave?" Alex asked.
"My flight leaves in a half hour." Donovan growled.
"Wow, so does ours." Jake smiled showing Donovan their tickets.
"Hey, you can't have all the fun in Vegas," Monica laughed
Later that night
Frank Donovan sat in his hotel room, scanning the magazine in his hands. He leaned back in the chair as comfortable as he could. He sat and waited.
"How long are we going to sit and stare at these magazines?" Cody yawned, "I know there's something better for me to do out there."
"Why are we here again?" Alex asked taking a drink of her coffee.
"I'm here for unfinished business." Donovan explained again, "You people invited yourselves along."
"By the way, where is Jake and Monica?" Cody asked finally noticing they were gone.
"Somewhere in the casino." Donovan stated.
"And is this behavior normal for you?" Cody asked, "Sitting around, reading magazines in hotels? Normal people don't do that."
"He's like normal people?" Alex asked changing the channel on the tv, "Define normal."
"Why can't you just go knock on her door and say 'Hi, I'm here!'." Cody asked.
"Subtle Cody." Alex laughed.
"I'd like to have the element of surprise." Donovan smiled, pointing to the bags of chips on the desk.
"You know, you scare me when you talk like that." Cody said passing the bag of chips to Donovan.
"Here," Donovan growled tossing Cody some money, "go find Jake and Monica and leave me in peace."
Alex watched Cody grin and walk out the door. "Okay, now that the children have gone, are you going to tell me what's going on? Why are you playing this game?"
"It's a need to know thing." Donovan replied, trying not to smile. "And you don't need to know."
"Fine!" Alex huffed lighting a cigarette and headed for the door, "Don't tell me. I'll go find Cody and have him do what he does best."
"And that is?" Donovan smirked lowering the magazine he was reading.
"You Frank Donovan," Alex hissed, flipping her middle finger at him, "are a sick, sick man."
Donovan laughed in pain as he watched Alex slam the door when she stalked out of the room. He closed his eyes at the pain. He groaned when he heard a slight knock on the door.
"This is what I get for letting you people follow me to Las Vegas," Donovan muttered as he slowly crossed the room to the door. "If you think you're staying here in my room." Donovan was speechless when he flung open the door.
"Your people skills are still the same I see." Christine smiled.
"How?" Donovan asked, stepping back to let her in the room.
"Well, after Sanchez took me back to his compound," Christine started to explain, "the one guard quickly explained to me that if I wanted to live I needed to do what he said when he said it. I kinda figured out who he worked for."
"I figured that out late in the game." Donovan admitted, "but how did you know I was here?"
"Well, I knew I was going to get stopped for the pin in my wrist, but I remembered the Security guy from the bank robbery." Christine replied. "I also saw Monica and that guy Jake jumping up and down at a slot. I guess the won."
"But how did you know I was here?" Donovan pressed, closing the door and locking it.
"Trying to make sure I can't runaway?" she smiled.
"Maybe." he replied watching her walk over to him.
"You're not the only one who has connections in high places." she whispered in his ear.
"And that means?" he asked wrapping his arm around her waist.
"My Uncle runs the security here. It wasn't that hard to find you after seeing your three lackeys." Christine smiled, "Then again, maybe it was the stuffed snakes in my room gave you away."
"So, we both know we're here, what shall we do now?" Donovan asked nuzzling her neck.
"Torture your friends?" Christine asked, "I know an empty room we can lock them in."
"Tempting, very tempting." Donovan laughed.
"Reaction?" Alex smirked, "He acted like those pictures were an every day normal thing for him."
"Define normal?" Jake laughed handing Alex her pack of cigarettes.
"Yea, but consider what he used to due for a living and his associates." Cody added.
"Boss, you okay?" Monica asked watching Donovan slowly walk down the stairs.
"Did you know about these?" he asked holding up the second envelope.
"What?" Alex asked taking the envelope, "When were these taken?"
"Let me see." Jake said taking it from Alex, "How is this possible? We saw her shot!"
"Did we?" Donovan laughed. The more he thought about that day, the harder he laughed. He was laughing so hard he held onto the table from the pain.
"Did we miss something funny?" Cody asked Alex. Alex looked at Cody and shrugged her shoulders.
"Should we call a doctor?" Jake asked.
"How about the men in white coats for him." Monica stated, "I think he finally lost it."
Cody looked around and picked up a book and threw at Donovan. Everyone watched as the book hit Donovan's right shoulder. Donovan stopped laughing and stared at Cody.
"What the hell did you do that for?" he growled kicking the book.
"I want to know what's so funny!" Cody demanded.
"He's dead." Jake whispered.
"What exactly did you see happen to Christine?" he asked Jake and Alex.
"They shot her in the chest. Two guards were holding her arms as the third pulled the trigger." Alex replied confused.
"Then they placed her on her knees and placed a hood over her face and shot her in the back of the head." Jake added.
"Did you see any blood?" Donovan asked.
"What?" Jake and Alex asked in unison.
"We were high up, looking through binoculars. I don't think so," Alex remarked, "but Tom did seem funny."
"Talking more than acting. He doesn't seem like the type to stand around and talk things out like a committee." Jake commented.
"He had someone inside Raphael's circle again." Monica added.
"I need a scorecard to keep up." Cody moaned sitting down.
"How hard is it to know that Tom pulled a fast one on Donovan?" Jake asked.
"He did, huh?" Cody laughed, "Hey, but that's cruel to let us think she was dead."
"He thought you'd be here two weeks ago when he dropped the pictures off, didn't he?" Monica asked.
"But we wouldn't let you near the office." Jake moaned.
"But why wouldn't Tom bring them to your apartment?" Alex asked.
"Would you want to go near him after you hit him?" Cody reasoned backing up away from Donovan.
"Tom knew if he came near me at home all bets would be off." Donovan snarled remember the headache he had after Tom hit him.
"Good point." Jake laughed, "What are you going to do now?"
"Go for a visit." Donovan smiled.
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"ATA flight 957 to Las Vegas is now boarding at gate C16."
"Stupid security," Christine muttered, moving slowly in line. "I will never have her book my flight again."
"Excuse me, Miss," the screener said, "you need to place your stuff on the belt."
Christine dropped her purse and her bag onto the belt and stepped through the metal detector.
BEEP!
"Step back and go through again."
Christine sighed, walked back and went through again.
BEEP!
"Step to the side Miss."
"I have a note from my doctor and surgeon." Christine started to explain. "I just had surgery on my wrist and had pins placed in it. What are you doing?"
"Can't be too careful now," the screener said moving the wand all over Christine.
"I'll take care of this. I'm the Ground Security Coordinator. Caleb Forrester. I just need to make sure no weapons are in the cast." he smiled.
"And how do you think you'll do that?" Christine snapped, "Cut it off? Don't think I'm going to take my shoes off."
"It'll be just a few minutes, Miss." Cody replied checking the cast. "All set. Enjoy your flight and sorry for the trouble."
Cody took off the tie and started to walk towards the ticket counter. "How'd it go?" Jake asked laughing.
"For a minute I thought she might hit me with the cast." Cody smirked.
"You did wand her a little to close." Jake laughed.
"Did you place the bug?" Donovan asked walking up to them.
"I told you," Cody huffed, "I can bug your cereal."
"So, when does our flight leave?" Alex asked.
"My flight leaves in a half hour." Donovan growled.
"Wow, so does ours." Jake smiled showing Donovan their tickets.
"Hey, you can't have all the fun in Vegas," Monica laughed
Later that night
Frank Donovan sat in his hotel room, scanning the magazine in his hands. He leaned back in the chair as comfortable as he could. He sat and waited.
"How long are we going to sit and stare at these magazines?" Cody yawned, "I know there's something better for me to do out there."
"Why are we here again?" Alex asked taking a drink of her coffee.
"I'm here for unfinished business." Donovan explained again, "You people invited yourselves along."
"By the way, where is Jake and Monica?" Cody asked finally noticing they were gone.
"Somewhere in the casino." Donovan stated.
"And is this behavior normal for you?" Cody asked, "Sitting around, reading magazines in hotels? Normal people don't do that."
"He's like normal people?" Alex asked changing the channel on the tv, "Define normal."
"Why can't you just go knock on her door and say 'Hi, I'm here!'." Cody asked.
"Subtle Cody." Alex laughed.
"I'd like to have the element of surprise." Donovan smiled, pointing to the bags of chips on the desk.
"You know, you scare me when you talk like that." Cody said passing the bag of chips to Donovan.
"Here," Donovan growled tossing Cody some money, "go find Jake and Monica and leave me in peace."
Alex watched Cody grin and walk out the door. "Okay, now that the children have gone, are you going to tell me what's going on? Why are you playing this game?"
"It's a need to know thing." Donovan replied, trying not to smile. "And you don't need to know."
"Fine!" Alex huffed lighting a cigarette and headed for the door, "Don't tell me. I'll go find Cody and have him do what he does best."
"And that is?" Donovan smirked lowering the magazine he was reading.
"You Frank Donovan," Alex hissed, flipping her middle finger at him, "are a sick, sick man."
Donovan laughed in pain as he watched Alex slam the door when she stalked out of the room. He closed his eyes at the pain. He groaned when he heard a slight knock on the door.
"This is what I get for letting you people follow me to Las Vegas," Donovan muttered as he slowly crossed the room to the door. "If you think you're staying here in my room." Donovan was speechless when he flung open the door.
"Your people skills are still the same I see." Christine smiled.
"How?" Donovan asked, stepping back to let her in the room.
"Well, after Sanchez took me back to his compound," Christine started to explain, "the one guard quickly explained to me that if I wanted to live I needed to do what he said when he said it. I kinda figured out who he worked for."
"I figured that out late in the game." Donovan admitted, "but how did you know I was here?"
"Well, I knew I was going to get stopped for the pin in my wrist, but I remembered the Security guy from the bank robbery." Christine replied. "I also saw Monica and that guy Jake jumping up and down at a slot. I guess the won."
"But how did you know I was here?" Donovan pressed, closing the door and locking it.
"Trying to make sure I can't runaway?" she smiled.
"Maybe." he replied watching her walk over to him.
"You're not the only one who has connections in high places." she whispered in his ear.
"And that means?" he asked wrapping his arm around her waist.
"My Uncle runs the security here. It wasn't that hard to find you after seeing your three lackeys." Christine smiled, "Then again, maybe it was the stuffed snakes in my room gave you away."
"So, we both know we're here, what shall we do now?" Donovan asked nuzzling her neck.
"Torture your friends?" Christine asked, "I know an empty room we can lock them in."
"Tempting, very tempting." Donovan laughed.