I'm sorry my villains are so over-the-top stereotypically evil- that's just the nature of the story... CI Fanfiction gets so deep and emotionally angstyall the time; I thought it was finally time for a lighthearted romp...and it'sextremely fun to write- totally over the top...totally awesome..."You won't escape this time Mr. Bond! Bwahaha!"...
Chapter 9After a few minutes of TV with Bobby, Julia got up and said, "I need to go get the bandage for my ankle from my room. I left it in there."
"I'll go," he said, motioning to get up.
"No, it's ok; I can get it. I'll be right back." She climbed off the bed and limped down the hallway to her room.
When she got in she pulled a cell phone out of her bag, and started dialing.
"Yes?" a voice answered.
"It's me, Julia."
"You blew up Toulenc's car, she's ready to murder you."
"Well, tell her she can have Goren instead. I got some information out of him. Go get Gary at the Smithsonian and he'll tell you where to find his partner. You want to grab her. She's the only person he'd risk his mission for- well, except maybe me too..." she finished with a grin.
"Don't flatter yourself. Get Gary, then get the girl. What's her name?"
"I only know her last name: Eames. She works at Major Case, which is where Goren's been hiding for the past 5 years. Let me talk to Simon."
"He's not here."
"Don't lie to me, just give him the phone," she snapped.
She heard the phone being shuffled and then a voice came on. "Yes?"
"Hey, Simon baby," she said flirtatiously.
"Don't give me that crap. You blew up Marjorie's car. She's furious with you. I should let her kill you."
"Don't say that, baby. Wait till Mark tells you what I found out. We're going to get Goren and we're going to get him good and you can even let Marjorie do the honors."
"You'd better be right. That little stunt of yours didn't get us any closer to catching him."
"Like I hurt my ankle for no good reason? Juan could have had him if he'd had his gun drawn in time. And besides, Goren is with me now if you're that impatient."
"Couldn't keep your legs closed, could you, you slut..."
"Oh please, like your precious Marjorie hasn't slept with every guy you've ever worked with... I'm the only one who loves you, baby."
She heard the phone click and knew he had hung up on her. She flipped her cell phone shut, flung it across the room, grabbed her bandage off the floor, and limped back down the hallway.
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Marjorie carefully searched through Gary's desk (Gary was tied up in the corner with 2 guns pointed at him). "Tell us where she is, or we'll kill you," she said venomously.
Gary shot a look of loathing at her through his gag. "We'll find her anyway," she said nonchalantly, perusing through his desk.
She opened a drawer and found a cell phone. On the back was a tag that read "NYPD 3657 0995." "What have we here?" she asked, flipping open the phone. She turned it on and after displaying the name Robert Goren, it beeped, indicating that it had a message waiting.
She wordlessly played the voicemail. "Hi, Bobby. It's Alex. I read through the magazines like you said. I found where Valdez was mentioned a few times- is he connected to a brownstone in Cairo? I'm very confused, but doing all I can to sort it out. Gimme a call back when you get a chance... uh, bye."
Both Marjorie and Gary were breathless with fury. Marjorie with fury that her actions weren't as secret as she hoped, and Gary with fury that Bobby had told the one person he wasn't supposed to. It was all over now...
"Hi, Bobby, it's me. I was just in your apartment getting some magazines and there was this woman there. Said her name was Marta and that you had asked her to look after your apartment. I'll assume you know her, but I'll check in every day just to make sure all your stuff is still there unless you finally decided to CALL ME BACK and tell me otherwise. Uh… talk to you later… Alex."
Marjorie flipped the phone shut with a satisfied smug on her face and turned to one of the henchman holding a gun at Gary. "Go get her," she said.
The man immediately left while pulling out a cell phone and Marjorie turned back to Gary. "You should have gotten someone else to do it for you, Gaz. Goren's done this one too many times- he's finished, and I'm going to get him... he stole my rock last time- he won't get it again...Julia will see to that..."
She laughed and left the room, working her way through the path of destruction she had created on her way in...
