"Excuse me?'
Fox glared at Jason on the couch.
"MY grandfather just called here Jason…why?"
Jason acted surprised.
"I don't know man…I have no idea."
"You're lying," Fox said. "He wouldn't call here for no reason. Now tell me the truth."
"Fox, I told you…"
"Jason, I swear to god, if you don't tell me what is going on, you will pay."
Dylan walked in.
"What's going on in here?"
"IT seems your friend Jason isn't what he seems," Fox said. "He's one of Alistiars men."
"That's not true," Jason said standing up.
"Then what is?"
Jason looked at Dylan then back at Paloma.
"Fox…things are complicated."
"What the hell does that mean?" He asked uncertainly.
Dylan walked up.
"You're right Fox…Jason isn't who he appears to be."
"And neither are we," Paloma said.
"Ok," Fox said looking at the three people in front of him. "Someone better start explaining what is going on."
"We're with the FBI Fox," Dylan said, his hand hung low.
"FBI?"
"We've been trying to get Crane for years…and when you called Dylan asking for help, it was perfect opportunity."
Fox looked at his friend.
"You lied to me?"
Dylan shook his head.
"I didn't have a choice. I was trying to help you."
Fox looked at Paloma.
"You're an agent too?"
"Si."
Fox rubbed his face in his hands.
"My god…"
"There's more," Jason said. "We have been talking to Alistair. We've been using you and Teresa as a way to get him down here."
"You were using us as bait you mean?"
"Yes. I'm sorry Fox. We couldn't tell you…we shouldn't even be telling you this now."
"I don't know what to even think anymore," Fox said in disbelief. "Dylan I called you because I needed help. Teresa was in serious trouble…making us bait wasn't exactly what I had in mind."
"I'm sorry man," he said. "But you have to believe me…everything we're doing is for your protection. I know Teresa has been through a lot lately…I really am just tryinf to help."
Fox sighed.
"Wait a minute." His head snapped up. He looked at Paloma.
"It's true isn't it?"
"What?" She asked.
"You really are Paloma…Resa's sister?"
She smiled.
"How did you know?"
"I didn't. I just assumed that since everything else has been a lie, that probably was too."
"Fox, you cant tell her any of this."
"What am I supposed to do?" he asked. "She's not healthy…she hasn't been for a long time. If anything else happens, she is going to go over the edge. I can't let that happen."
"Fox, I know you're worried about her. But she seemed fine earlier."
"Yea, she's fine now," he said defensively. "She has good days, like today. But if something sets her off, her depression can kick in."
"Depression?" Paloma asked. "I didn't know it was so serious."
"It's very serious," Fox said sadly. "I promised her I wouldn't let anything else bad happen to her. But now you're telling me shes being used as bait? I'm sorry, but I don't know what to do."
"Let's just see how things go for a few days," Dylan suggested. "Hopefully, with any luck, we'll think of a good plan by then."
"Fox, you have to promise you wont say anything," Jason said. He stuck out his hand.
"Promise?"
Fox sighed, grabbing the hand in front of him.
"I promise…but I don't like it."
Upstairs, Teresa was finished with her bath. She put on her robe and walked out into the bedroom.
"Fox?"
She looked out. He wasn't there.
She walked out into the hall. She heard talking below. Leaning over the edge of the railing, she struggled to hear.
"What are they talking about?" She whispered to herself.
Just then little Ethan came up behind her.
"Hi mommy!"
Surprised she quickly turned around, but it was too late.
She fell over the railing.
Fox glared at Jason on the couch.
"MY grandfather just called here Jason…why?"
Jason acted surprised.
"I don't know man…I have no idea."
"You're lying," Fox said. "He wouldn't call here for no reason. Now tell me the truth."
"Fox, I told you…"
"Jason, I swear to god, if you don't tell me what is going on, you will pay."
Dylan walked in.
"What's going on in here?"
"IT seems your friend Jason isn't what he seems," Fox said. "He's one of Alistiars men."
"That's not true," Jason said standing up.
"Then what is?"
Jason looked at Dylan then back at Paloma.
"Fox…things are complicated."
"What the hell does that mean?" He asked uncertainly.
Dylan walked up.
"You're right Fox…Jason isn't who he appears to be."
"And neither are we," Paloma said.
"Ok," Fox said looking at the three people in front of him. "Someone better start explaining what is going on."
"We're with the FBI Fox," Dylan said, his hand hung low.
"FBI?"
"We've been trying to get Crane for years…and when you called Dylan asking for help, it was perfect opportunity."
Fox looked at his friend.
"You lied to me?"
Dylan shook his head.
"I didn't have a choice. I was trying to help you."
Fox looked at Paloma.
"You're an agent too?"
"Si."
Fox rubbed his face in his hands.
"My god…"
"There's more," Jason said. "We have been talking to Alistair. We've been using you and Teresa as a way to get him down here."
"You were using us as bait you mean?"
"Yes. I'm sorry Fox. We couldn't tell you…we shouldn't even be telling you this now."
"I don't know what to even think anymore," Fox said in disbelief. "Dylan I called you because I needed help. Teresa was in serious trouble…making us bait wasn't exactly what I had in mind."
"I'm sorry man," he said. "But you have to believe me…everything we're doing is for your protection. I know Teresa has been through a lot lately…I really am just tryinf to help."
Fox sighed.
"Wait a minute." His head snapped up. He looked at Paloma.
"It's true isn't it?"
"What?" She asked.
"You really are Paloma…Resa's sister?"
She smiled.
"How did you know?"
"I didn't. I just assumed that since everything else has been a lie, that probably was too."
"Fox, you cant tell her any of this."
"What am I supposed to do?" he asked. "She's not healthy…she hasn't been for a long time. If anything else happens, she is going to go over the edge. I can't let that happen."
"Fox, I know you're worried about her. But she seemed fine earlier."
"Yea, she's fine now," he said defensively. "She has good days, like today. But if something sets her off, her depression can kick in."
"Depression?" Paloma asked. "I didn't know it was so serious."
"It's very serious," Fox said sadly. "I promised her I wouldn't let anything else bad happen to her. But now you're telling me shes being used as bait? I'm sorry, but I don't know what to do."
"Let's just see how things go for a few days," Dylan suggested. "Hopefully, with any luck, we'll think of a good plan by then."
"Fox, you have to promise you wont say anything," Jason said. He stuck out his hand.
"Promise?"
Fox sighed, grabbing the hand in front of him.
"I promise…but I don't like it."
Upstairs, Teresa was finished with her bath. She put on her robe and walked out into the bedroom.
"Fox?"
She looked out. He wasn't there.
She walked out into the hall. She heard talking below. Leaning over the edge of the railing, she struggled to hear.
"What are they talking about?" She whispered to herself.
Just then little Ethan came up behind her.
"Hi mommy!"
Surprised she quickly turned around, but it was too late.
She fell over the railing.