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VI
Charlie and a New Case
Anthony and Dylan
At eight o'clock, Dylan's cell phone rang, interrupting the sign language lesson that Dylan was teaching Anthony.
Getting up off the couch, Dylan answered her phone. "Hello?" she asked. "I'll be in." She hung up the phone and looked at Anthony. "Let's go."
Following Dylan to the garage, Anthony grabbed his cane in the kitchen, holding it tightly by his side. He got into Dylan's car and leaned back against the passenger seat, closing his eyes.
Dylan
Just before I got onto the freeway I took to the office, I stopped at a gas station to get some gas and something quick to eat for breakfast. As I got out of the car, I noticed that Anthony had opened his eyes and was watching me. "I'm going to fill the tank and get something to eat," I told him.
Watching me with intense eyes, he nodded slightly.
I ran into the convenience store to pay for the gas and I grabbed two cereal bars to eat. I went back to my car and started to fill the tank. While I waited, I glanced over at Anthony.
His eyes were closed again and he seemed to be either asleep or resting. As always, he was dressed impeccably. He had on a black suit and tie that looked very neat despite the fact he had been wearing it for a day now. His hair wasn't gelled back anymore; it was hanging on either side of his head.
A slight breeze began blowing and a bit of Anthony's hair moved onto his face. Before I could realize what I was doing, I reached out and brushed the hair back. Then I ran my hand over his head and down to his shoulder. I remembered that the last time I had seen his hair like this was at the California Speedway. The click of the gas pump as the tank filled up jolted me out of my thoughts.
Driving onto the freeway, I began to worry about how Alex and Natalie would react to Anthony. Sure he had been our enemy when he was working for Knox. Now, though, it seemed like he was trying to do good. At that thought, my mind wandered back to the dream I had had last night, where Anthony had begged my forgiveness for his sins.
Anthony had killed a few people that I knew about; Corwin, Emmers and almost O'Grady. He had probably killed more people before that. And I knew that being raised a Catholic at the orphanage, he had been taught that killing a person was a sin.
I realized that Anthony must have assumed that coming to me would wash away his sins. I wasn't really too sure how well that belief would work out. Considering what I had done growing up, I was hardly and angel in the normal sense. But my official title for my job was an 'Angel', and I guess that was good enough for Anthony.
Getting off the freeway, I pushed what I had just been thinking out of my mind. What I had seen in my dream couldn't be true. For awhile this morning though, I could have sworn that Anthony wanted what he'd asked me to do in the dream.
Anthony
Dylan parked her car in front of a boutique. Across the street from it was a two-story brick building that seemed non-descript compared to the other buildings around it. Only the plaque, Charles Townsend, Private Investigators, next to the door gave a hint as to what was inside the brick building.
Following Dylan across the street, Anthony wondered if he would be accepted at all by the other Angels. Even if he wasn't, as long as Dylan stood by him, he wouldn't care about what the others thought of him.
Inside the building, Dylan turned to Anthony, stopping him from walking further. "I just need to talk to you about a couple of things before we go inside," she said. "Let me tell the others about what's happened and I'll show them the note." She turned and started walking towards a fountain. Then she stopped and turned to Anthony again and said, "No hair pulling okay? I want Alex and Natalie to see they can trust you."
"I won't," Anthony signed.
Dylan nodded and turned, walking to a door to the right of the fountain. She opened the door and stepped inside.
Dylan
As I walked into the office, I saw that Natalie and Alex were sitting on the couch talking with Bosley.
When Anthony closed the door behind him, Bosley looked up. "Hey Dylan," he said. "Damn girl, what happened to you?"
Bosley's question had alerted my friends and they stood up, turning to face me.
"Oh my god, Dylan," Alex said, seeing the gauze on my forehead. "Are you okay?"
"What's.?" Natalie said she trailed off when she caught sight of Anthony.
I opened my mouth to tell them I wanted to explain things to both them and Charlie, when the phone on Bosley's desk rang. I turned to Anthony and told him to sit on the chair next to where I sat on the couch. Then I walked over and sat down next to Natalie and Alex.
"Good morning Angels," Charlie's voice said from the speakerphone.
"Good morning Charlie," the three of us chimed in unison.
Anthony When the three women started talking to Charlie, Anthony leaned forward in his seat. He had always wondered about the man he had helped Knox almost kill.
"Dylan, I do hope that you are alright," Charlie said.
"I'm fine," Dylan said, glancing at Anthony. "But I think that I've got something we need to look into."
"All right then Dylan," Charlie said. "Tell us what's happened.
Dylan nodded and started to explain what had happened the day before in Santa Monica. She described how Anthony had saved her, taken her home and treated her wounds.
"Thank you for helping Dylan, Anthony," Charlie said.
Anthony's eyes widened slightly. How did the man know he was there?
Continuing, Dylan then talked about the note Anthony had shown her. She took it out of her pocket and handed it to the others to read. Then she talked about their theory that someone related to the O'Grady family was behind the threats and the attack.
"It looks like you've got your next assignment Angels," Charlie said. "Find out who this 'J' is and try to capture him before he does something to Dylan and Anthony."
"We can go to the local FBI office and get the list of the O'Grady's that were arrested that night on the hotel rooftop," Alex said.
"Dylan, I'd like you to go to Carmel and find out who owns the mission there now," Charlie said. "Anthony, I would greatly appreciate it if you would help us investigate this and if you would, as a favor to me, stay close to Dylan until this case is through."
Without a moment's hesitation, Anthony quickly signed something.
"He said he'll do it Charlie," Dylan said, smiling at Anthony.
"Very good," Charlie said. "It's time to get to work Angels."
VI
Charlie and a New Case
Anthony and Dylan
At eight o'clock, Dylan's cell phone rang, interrupting the sign language lesson that Dylan was teaching Anthony.
Getting up off the couch, Dylan answered her phone. "Hello?" she asked. "I'll be in." She hung up the phone and looked at Anthony. "Let's go."
Following Dylan to the garage, Anthony grabbed his cane in the kitchen, holding it tightly by his side. He got into Dylan's car and leaned back against the passenger seat, closing his eyes.
Dylan
Just before I got onto the freeway I took to the office, I stopped at a gas station to get some gas and something quick to eat for breakfast. As I got out of the car, I noticed that Anthony had opened his eyes and was watching me. "I'm going to fill the tank and get something to eat," I told him.
Watching me with intense eyes, he nodded slightly.
I ran into the convenience store to pay for the gas and I grabbed two cereal bars to eat. I went back to my car and started to fill the tank. While I waited, I glanced over at Anthony.
His eyes were closed again and he seemed to be either asleep or resting. As always, he was dressed impeccably. He had on a black suit and tie that looked very neat despite the fact he had been wearing it for a day now. His hair wasn't gelled back anymore; it was hanging on either side of his head.
A slight breeze began blowing and a bit of Anthony's hair moved onto his face. Before I could realize what I was doing, I reached out and brushed the hair back. Then I ran my hand over his head and down to his shoulder. I remembered that the last time I had seen his hair like this was at the California Speedway. The click of the gas pump as the tank filled up jolted me out of my thoughts.
Driving onto the freeway, I began to worry about how Alex and Natalie would react to Anthony. Sure he had been our enemy when he was working for Knox. Now, though, it seemed like he was trying to do good. At that thought, my mind wandered back to the dream I had had last night, where Anthony had begged my forgiveness for his sins.
Anthony had killed a few people that I knew about; Corwin, Emmers and almost O'Grady. He had probably killed more people before that. And I knew that being raised a Catholic at the orphanage, he had been taught that killing a person was a sin.
I realized that Anthony must have assumed that coming to me would wash away his sins. I wasn't really too sure how well that belief would work out. Considering what I had done growing up, I was hardly and angel in the normal sense. But my official title for my job was an 'Angel', and I guess that was good enough for Anthony.
Getting off the freeway, I pushed what I had just been thinking out of my mind. What I had seen in my dream couldn't be true. For awhile this morning though, I could have sworn that Anthony wanted what he'd asked me to do in the dream.
Anthony
Dylan parked her car in front of a boutique. Across the street from it was a two-story brick building that seemed non-descript compared to the other buildings around it. Only the plaque, Charles Townsend, Private Investigators, next to the door gave a hint as to what was inside the brick building.
Following Dylan across the street, Anthony wondered if he would be accepted at all by the other Angels. Even if he wasn't, as long as Dylan stood by him, he wouldn't care about what the others thought of him.
Inside the building, Dylan turned to Anthony, stopping him from walking further. "I just need to talk to you about a couple of things before we go inside," she said. "Let me tell the others about what's happened and I'll show them the note." She turned and started walking towards a fountain. Then she stopped and turned to Anthony again and said, "No hair pulling okay? I want Alex and Natalie to see they can trust you."
"I won't," Anthony signed.
Dylan nodded and turned, walking to a door to the right of the fountain. She opened the door and stepped inside.
Dylan
As I walked into the office, I saw that Natalie and Alex were sitting on the couch talking with Bosley.
When Anthony closed the door behind him, Bosley looked up. "Hey Dylan," he said. "Damn girl, what happened to you?"
Bosley's question had alerted my friends and they stood up, turning to face me.
"Oh my god, Dylan," Alex said, seeing the gauze on my forehead. "Are you okay?"
"What's.?" Natalie said she trailed off when she caught sight of Anthony.
I opened my mouth to tell them I wanted to explain things to both them and Charlie, when the phone on Bosley's desk rang. I turned to Anthony and told him to sit on the chair next to where I sat on the couch. Then I walked over and sat down next to Natalie and Alex.
"Good morning Angels," Charlie's voice said from the speakerphone.
"Good morning Charlie," the three of us chimed in unison.
Anthony When the three women started talking to Charlie, Anthony leaned forward in his seat. He had always wondered about the man he had helped Knox almost kill.
"Dylan, I do hope that you are alright," Charlie said.
"I'm fine," Dylan said, glancing at Anthony. "But I think that I've got something we need to look into."
"All right then Dylan," Charlie said. "Tell us what's happened.
Dylan nodded and started to explain what had happened the day before in Santa Monica. She described how Anthony had saved her, taken her home and treated her wounds.
"Thank you for helping Dylan, Anthony," Charlie said.
Anthony's eyes widened slightly. How did the man know he was there?
Continuing, Dylan then talked about the note Anthony had shown her. She took it out of her pocket and handed it to the others to read. Then she talked about their theory that someone related to the O'Grady family was behind the threats and the attack.
"It looks like you've got your next assignment Angels," Charlie said. "Find out who this 'J' is and try to capture him before he does something to Dylan and Anthony."
"We can go to the local FBI office and get the list of the O'Grady's that were arrested that night on the hotel rooftop," Alex said.
"Dylan, I'd like you to go to Carmel and find out who owns the mission there now," Charlie said. "Anthony, I would greatly appreciate it if you would help us investigate this and if you would, as a favor to me, stay close to Dylan until this case is through."
Without a moment's hesitation, Anthony quickly signed something.
"He said he'll do it Charlie," Dylan said, smiling at Anthony.
"Very good," Charlie said. "It's time to get to work Angels."