Chapter 11
The next day, Elise was the first to get up. Instead of getting into her "business" attire, she wore something that her division would recognize her in. And once again, she put her hair up in a messy bun, like she used to do while in prison. This was were signature look, and because of that, everyone knew who she was.
Elise waited awhile longer, until everyone else got up, before going downstairs, and headed outside to light up a cigarette. She hadn't had one in such a long time that when she took her first puff, she coughed a bit, but it all went down naturally after that. She savoured this little moment…She enjoyed smoking her cigarettes without anyone bothering. She couldn't stand those hypocritical people who would bash her for being a smoker. Who did they think they were talking to? Apparently, anyone who would dare criticize Elise didn't know her, but soon would, after a little "talking-to."
Suddenly, someone walked up beside her, and she turned to see who it was.
Olivia looked up at her mother with a smile on her face. Elise looked at her daughter, and threw down her unfinished cigarette on the ground and stomped it out.
"I don't care if you smoke, Ma."
"I don't want you getting sick, Olivia. People may say I am a bitch, but I do know that I wouldn't want to get my only child sick because of me."
Olivia hugged her mother, before heading back into the hotel. Elise followed her daughter, after looking down at the cigarette she had thrown. Although it was flat, it was still burning. Smoke continued to rise from it, and for a brief moment, Elise thought that, maybe, just maybe, this was a sign. It was a sign. A sign of faith to everyone that was with her. She looked up to the sky, and kissed her hand and raised it to the sky, smiling. She walked back in the hotel, and saw everyone just standing there and looking nervous.
"Alright, you guys. Here's the plan. We're gonna take the most important evidence, aside from the video."
"And what would that be?" Michael asked.
"The bullet that was embedded in the guy's head and the gun that Lincoln had. I told you last night. But, the only way to get is to get into the FBI building."
"Oh really? We're not FBI…How are we supposed to get in there?" Lincoln said, walking up to Elise, before turning around, hearing a voice call out from where the doors were.
"That's where we come in…" It was a man, with a brown mullet, and he spoke with a Southern accent. There was a woman next to him, with blonde hair and red lips. Two other guys stood next to him. One had tattoos all over his arms, and his hair was long and ethereal-looking. The other guy looked as though he was of Hispanic descent, and he was very muscular. "Hello there, Colonel. It's a pretty nice thing for you to invite us to this hullabaloo, here."
"Yeah, Colonel…" The woman spoke up, walking up to Elise. Elise got up and hugged the woman, and as the three men that were with the girl, walked up to Elise and shook her hand, the rest of them looked at them with trepidation. Elise looked at the group, and then, introduced the new visitors to them.
"Guys, this is my team…Division DRS. That there is Leroy Bumpfus…" She pointed to the first man with the mullet, "This is Lenora Bumpfus…" The girl mock-curtsied, and smiled, "That is Hatchet Robbins…" She pointed to the long haired man, "…and this is Luis Delgado. But…" She looked around, "Where is David?"
"He's on his way, Colonel Webster. He should be here shortly." Lenora said to Elise, and looked at the others. "Aren't ya gonna tell us who they are?"
"Oh yeah, sorry." Elise introduced the group the DRS, and realized that Bellick was eyeing Lenora. She smiled to herself, before revealing the plan to DRS.
"Well, by how that sounds, we better get going." Luis said.
"But, we need more people. Elise, we cannot hold all of those guys on our own." Lenora looked pleadingly at her superior. Elise looked dismal for a second, before looking at the guys. She waved them over, and Michael was the first to come up.
"Is everything ok?"
"Not really. Do you think you guys can become mercenaries for a day? We don't have enough people."
The guys looked around at each other. To be a mercenary for a day is what Elise was asking them. Did they hear her right? Of course. She speaks clearly. But, to be a mercenary…
"That's crazy. Elise, is your head screwed on tight?" C-Note looked at her as though she had three-heads.
"Listen, if we don't have this many people, then we'll never get that evidence. This isn't just about one guy's life, now. It's about everyone. We all now know about the conspiracy, so our lives are on the line, irregardless if we are fighting against it or not. So, are you in or not?" She put out her hand, and DRS out their hands on top of her's. They then looked at the others, and and with one final glance at each other, they put their hands in also, now officially part of Division DRS.
"One question…Where are the weapons?" Michael looked at Elise, who looked at him in return. She then looked at the door and walked over to it. There, David had rode up in a van, that was loaded with weapons. She called the group over and showed them.
"Does that answer your question, Michael?" Michael and the other gaped as they looked at the weapons.
The group got ready, but before Elise did, she walked over to LJ, Olivia, Lorena, the two mobsters, and Pope.
"Since you aren't coming with us, your job is to try and contact Nick Savrinn and Veronica Donovan."
"But, Mom, I wanna go with you."
"No, Olivia. I don't want to lose you."
"But…" Olivia was in tears, and before she could say another word, she wrapped her arms around her mother's body, not wanting to let go. People always thought that her mother was scary, but she knew her better than anyone. Well, maybe not as much as Michael. But, she still knew her more than anyone else. Elise parted woth her daughter, and wiped the tears from her cheeks.
"Listen. You be strong, Olivia. This is no time to be crying. Especially right before I have to go raid the White House for evidence."
"I like it how my mom is back to her old military self, again. It gives me a feeling of hope to know that people revere you, Mom. I love you."
"I love you, too." With one more hug, Elise walked out of the hotel, with the rest of them following her. They all went into the van and drove off. Olivia ran out of the hotel, being followed by Lorena. Tears ran down her cheeks as she saw her mother go off, once again, to war.
The van was parked in a shady area, and the group had to climb the gate to get to the booth to open the gate, to get into the White House. But, before doing that, they had to disable the security cameras.
"Leave it to me…" Lenora said, before taking out an M-9 and shooting all of the cameras surrounding them. The police officer in the booth saw this, and went for his gun, but wasn't quick enough, since the rest of them had there weapons drawn. Elise walked forward to the booth.
"You should know who I am?"
The officer shook his head.
"I am Agent Colonel Elisabeth Webster of the Special O.P.S., of Division DRS. I'm here for some justice that must be dealt with. So, you better let us in or you'll regret it."
The officer, looking scared, complied, and opened the gate. Elise kept the gun on him, and as the others went into the van, she stayed outside.
"You guys get into the White House and create a diversion. Then, I'll go and get that evidence."
No one said anything back to her. They just nodded, and went. Elise looked at the officer.
"Do you know how can I get inside without being seen?"
"Yes."
"Good, because you're gonna be my lead."
The officer looked at her, more terrified in his life than he would think possible. Elise walked into the booth and closed the gate, and she made it, to passerbys, as though she was the officer's girlfriend, before walking out of the booth, with the officer in front of her.
"You make one bad move, and you know what will happen."
The officer said nothing, and just kept going forward. He knew he wasn't dealing with just anybody. This was the most feared person in the entire U.S.A. And now, he had to lead her into the White House, and he couldn't call for help, for back-up or anything. He just had to lead on.
Elise followed him, suddenly feeling something in the pit of her stomach. It was a feeling she had before. A feeling she had while she was in the Special O.P.S. when she would go on missions. She felt…powerful and determined. More so, this time, because she was trying to save her best friend's brother's life. She smirked behind the officer, and chuckled deviously. Her plan, so far, was working. Put the fear in those who deserved it, and she would be on top, agai, in no time.