AN: It's been a long time since I have updated this story. Sorry I kept you guys waiting. This hasn't been betaed, so sorry for any mistakes. Here's a recap of what happened in the last chapter.
Recap:
"Richard is missing a button on his jacket. It places him at the scene of the crime!" Harm stated like it should have been obvious.
"Let me get this straight. You think Richard burned down the gym?"
"Yes, I think he's the sabotager."
"This is the only way to find out if they are innocent. We brake in and don't find anything then we'll leave the way we came. If we find something incriminating then we have our sabotagers."
Mac rolled her eyes. "Fine, we'll brake into their room."
"Whoa, red light Commander."
"Do you think I was making sexual advances toward you?" Harm asked.
"Look," Mac sighed in defeat. "I thought you were making sexual advances towards me. Not that I would have minded…."
"Maybe I should be giving you the red light," Harm said laughing.
"How do we get into these ridiculous situations?"
"I don't know," Harm said still laughing.
Chapter 12 Braking In
Sunday Night
Cruise ship (H and M's room)
8:25pm
Harm and Mac quickly made it back to their room after dinner. They wanted to change and get a few things before they attempted to brake into Nancy and Richard's room.
"Bud sent me an email," Harm said.
"What does it say?" Mac asked from the bathroom.
"He sent me some kind of information involving the cruise ship," Harm said clicking on the attached file. "It's a news article."
Mac finished changing and came to join him at the computer screen. "A terrorist group is claiming responsibility for the things that are happening on the ship. They say that if a certain amount of money isn't paid to an off shore account in 2 days then the Jewel of the Sea will be at the bottom of the ocean," Mac summarized.
Harm started to pace back and forth in front of the computer. "There must be a bomb on board."
"If your assumption is right, then Nancy or Richard must have planted it somewhere onboard," Mac said.
"All the more reason to check their room."
"Are you ready to go?" Mac asked.
"Yes….How do I look?" He asked posing in front of her.
Mac laughed but replied, "You look very James Bond like."
"Why thank you," he said with a very fake accent. "You look dashingly beautiful tonight."
She rolled her eyes again for the second time that night. "Come on. Let's go flyboy before your ego fills up the room."
"What was that?" he asked.
"I didn't say anything," she lied pulling him out the door.
"How long did they say they would be at the pool?" Harm asked, as he worked on picking the door lock.
"They said they would be at the pool until nine thirty incase we wanted to join them," Mac replied thinking about their earlier conversation with Nancy and Richard. "Harm...I hate to say this, but I don't think you're going to get the door open."
"What makes you say that?"
"This lock takes a key card to open it, and we don't have their key card."
"It all depends on-
"Shhhh…someone's coming," Mac said.
"Honey," Harm was saying as two people walked by. "I can't believe you locked us out."
The two people walking by gave them a sympathetic look and continued on their way.
When the two passerbies' were out of sight and out of ear shot, Mac jabbed Harm in the stomach.
"Ouch!"
"Great cover up story. Make me look like an idiot why don't ya."
"I'm sorry Mac. That was the only thing I could think of on the spot. Anyways, like I was saying, it all depends on the amount of pressure applied." Harm slid the key card back into the slot, and the door magically opened seconds later.
"I don't believe that actually worked," she said in disbelief.
A smug smile was plastered on his face. "You'll be surprised at the things you learn at the CIA."
"I forgot you were a spook once, oh master lock picker."
"Don't mock me, Mac," he replied, as they entered the dark room. "Lock picking is an art."
"So tell me again, what are we looking for exactly?"
Harm flicked on the lamp light near the bed. "We're looking for anything incriminating."
"They split up and looked in different parts of the room. At first glance it looked like a typical suite, but on further investigation, they found interesting things.
"Look at this," Harm said digging through the closet. "It makes sense now," Mac said looking at him. "We wondered how the sabotagers could have known we were investigating. They bugged our room with listening devices."
"They've heard everything we have been saying since we got here," Harm said angrily.
'They're so going down,' Mac thought. Mac then spotted their laptop on the table. 'Let's see what's in here.' She turned on the device and thought for a moment. 'Where do I start? Email records sound promising.' She flicked on the file, and her eyes opened wide. 'Now that's interesting.' "Look at the latest emails from Richard and Nancy to their employer. There's at least half a dozen here."
"This should be all the evidence we need to bring them in," Harm said reading all the juicy emails.
"Why don't you go and stand guard at the door, and I'll put this way," Harm said.
Mac went to stand guard. After a few seconds, she said, "Someone's coming to this floor from the elevator!" She took another peak through the slit in the door. "It's Nancy and Richard!"
"Quickly shut the door and turn out the light!" Harm said, as they rushed around the room.
"We need to hide," Harm said, as they stood there in the dark. "In the closet!"
"Hurry up, Mac."
"I can't get in any faster with your elbow poking me in the stomach."
"That's not my elbow."
"Oh…" Mac said, as they jammed themselves into the closet.
The room door opened, and two figures appeared.
"Remind me again why we are hiding in the closet," Mac asking lowering her voice to barely a whisper.
"In case you haven't noticed," Harm said leaning closer to her. "We're unarmed and apparently they are. They aren't going to take to kindly to us poking around in their room knowing what we know."
As Harm leaned in a little closer, Mac couldn't help feeling the weird tingling feeling inside. She could smell his cologne, and it was intoxicating.
'I'm just getting caught up in the moment,' she thought. 'We've never hid in a closet together. Looks like someone's getting caught up as well.' She glanced over at Harm and found his eyes on her. A blush rose up in her cheeks, and she was thankful that it was dark and that Harm couldn't see it. She met his gaze, but he looked away fast.
"You were staring again," she told him.
"No I wasn't."
"Yes, you were."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"I guess I can't help it, can I? I mean you're…"
"Yes…"
"You're sexy and the dark just brings out some of your features."
"What?" She asked taken by surprise.
"Never mind," he said sounding embarrassed. "There's a lot I want to talk to you about."
"I agree. After this we'll sit down and have that discussion we've been dancing around for years."
They turned their attention back to Nancy and Richard, and they peaked out the slit in the door listening to their conversation.
"This swim was just what I needed after a stressful night," Nancy said towel drying her hair.
"So is that what you thought about dinner?" Richard asked.
"No, it was horrible."
Harm and Mac looked at each other.
"It wasn't that bad," Mac mouthed.
"I hate trying to be nice to these people," Nancy continued.
"Don't think of it that way. Because we were nice to them, they have no idea that we are behind all the bad things that are going on here."
Mac laughed inside at the thought. 'They don't know that we know they're behind everything.'
"Don't under estimate them," Nancy warned. "They've dodged our attempts to kill them so far."
"You mean the wine we sent to their room?" Richard asked.
"Yeah, they were supposed to drink it like the last investigators had. To bad they didn't."
"Don't worry," Richard said, "Once we're done with them, they are going to wish they had taken the wine."
Harm and Mac again exchanged looks, and Harm rolled his eyes.
"It only we had known he was allergic to pepper. We could have poisoned him with it."
"We still can. I think it's about time we got rid of them for good. I really can't believe how long this is taking. Our employer expected us to have this job taken care of on the last cruise!"
"He gave us more time," Richard said trying to comfort her.
"But he also said that better assassins would have done it by now."
"Assassins?" Harm and Mac traded another look.
"He knows we're the best he can buy, and we got rid of those other investigators on the last cruise."
"Now look, no more doubts. I'm going to shower off this pool water. Care to join me?"
Nancy smiled at him. "That would be nice," she said, as she headed into the bathroom after him.
As soon as the two of them had disappeared, Mac spoke in a low whisper.
"We should head for the door."
Harm nodded in silent agreement. They took this opportunity to creep out of the closet and headed straight for the door. They froze suddenly, as the door to the bathroom opened. Mac held her breath.
'We're half way to the door. Should we make an attempt to escape?'
Richard stopped when he saw them. An extremely surprised and bewildered look was plastered on his face, but it was soon replaced with a sinister sneer. With one swift movement, he drew out his gun.
'Nope, to late to escape,' Mac thought.
"Jessica, Jason, or should I say Mac and Harm, what I pleasant surprise."
End of chapter
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