24
Since my home was technically a crime scene, I knew I couldn't stay here. Even though this was just a backup home, I still was upset by it being shot up. As an Escort and child of the Commissions Board members, I had to have back up plans, or in this case back up homes. I couldn't take anything because I was sure this entire place was photographed. Axel and the others didn't send the tub back, so I took a pen from my bag and scribbled the backup address I was going to so that it was on record. I put the container back in the tube and it shot up into the sink.
"Well you've definitely gotten yourself into trouble."
I jumped and turned quickly, my mouth dropping some in shock at who was standing in the door way breaking the yellow table.
"Hazel!" I said in shock as we approached each other. Hazel was an older agent I knew from my first years in training. He was as tall as Oscar and had a kind face, but like all agent, he was ruthless to the end. I sort of had a crush on him years back. He wasn't in his usual blue suit, but a black suit that matched his black brief case. I looked him over completely taken back by him here. "What are you doing here?"
"Well since your home was compromised, the bosses at the top, felt you'd want to go to one of your back up homes. Your father sent me to specifically escort you there while The Swedes clean up." he explained. My dad sent him? Could he do that?
"W-wait that's not your job though." I said and he shrugged.
"Well he's paying me under the table to do this. Besides I don't mind. We can catch up. You ready to go?" he asked. Board members couldn't pay agents under the table. But then again what my father wanted he got, so I was sure some higher up over him knew what he was doing. I sighed and crossed my arms. Hazel pointed to the door.
"I mean we could take your car, but I don't think you're going to be able to get around in it." he said. I walked around him and moved outside to see my car was indeed riddled with bullets, tires flat as if melted into the ground. Hazel stood behind me.
"Don't worry, your other car is waiting in your driveway of your other home." he said. I looked at him with mild annoyance but nodded in agreement as we began to move down the driveway and get into his Silver Ford Truck. The boys would be able to track me so I didn't bother texting them. The truck was spacious inside and I felt high off the ground in it. Hazel held up his suit case to me and I took it and placed it on my lap.
"I see the Swedes are bringing attention to you." he said. I glanced at him.
"Nothing more than the attention I have now. Once they kill those responsible, then life will go on. It's good we're moving." I explained. He nodded pressing his glasses closer to his face.
"Well almost." he said. I looked at him confused.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"An officer with a bone to grind is putting together a case against you, an Officer Barton Scull. Seems he hasn't been able to get over his dead partner." he explained. I looked forward almost forgetting about Todd's partner. Shit.
"Was he around the house when the shooting took place?" I asked. He nodded slowly.
"Words going around that he's been trying to contact you since the shooting happened. Don't worry, we'll take care of it… but you're going to have to reign in your wolves though." he said and I scoffed lightly.
"They're elites, as long as they get the job done Commission usually lets them do what they want." I explained. He nodded in agreement.
"Yes, but they can't keep acting out and bringing attention to you or else the boys at the top will mark your partnership as a failure and disband you and put you with someone else." he said, and I winced at his words. I looked down biting my lip at the thought of us separating. I was sure they wouldn't like that very much. I wouldn't either.
"I understand… you said we? You have met your partner?" I asked. He nodded.
"Her name's Cha-Cha. She's a bit tough skinned but other than that she's nice." he replied. I nodded smiling.
"You think you guys will ever make Elite and have an Escort?" I asked. He shrugged as he leaned into his seat driving casually now.
"It's possible. Frankly I just want to get the job done so I can go home." he responded. I nodded glancing at the side of his face. His beard was coming in nicely.
"Have you met someone?" I asked. He sighed and shook his head.
"Kind of hard in this profession. We go to a time, kill and torture then are gone. The wheel just keeps on turning." he said. I could hear the tint of sadness in his tone. I tilted my head some at him.
"Well love finds us when we stop looking for it… if that's what you're wanting." I replied. He nodded and smiled at me.
"It is. Thanks. So how have things been being an escort?" he asked. I held my breath some as I thought about that that question.
"It was awkward and weird at first, but I managed. We are all at a good place." I replied. We were not in the city in mild traffic.
"Good. There's been a lot of rumors about what it was exactly that an escort did." he said. I arched a brow at him now.
"What have you heard?" I asked and he made an awkward face.
"Well that escorts just sleep around with targets in order to get close to them so agents can kill them or just a maid to clean up after their agents." he said. I couldn't help but laugh.
"I am no one's maid and I haven't had to sleep with a target yet." I told which I was sure I would never have to do because my Swedish lovers would never allow it. He nodded.
"Well you're lucky. Let's hope that time never comes." he said. I nodded and glanced at him.
"You know I was always hoping you'd make Elite and I could be your Escort." I admitted. He smiled some at the thought.
"We'd have quite the adventures." he said and I nodded.
"Lot of laughs." I replied.
"Lot of good food." he added. I nodded.
"Remember our grace period?" I asked. He gave me a smirk.
"Hell yes I do. We robbed an apple building then used the money to buy Chinese food and ate it in the police station while all of the cops were surrounding the building thinking we were still there!" he reminded. I laughed now remembering the memories.
"Good times. Who knows when we will be granted a grace period again." I replied. He nodded.
"We "partied" like the statue of David's dick and had the biggest adrenaline rush of our life. Man it felt good to be young." he replied. I nodded slowly waiting for him to add the last bit of our adventure. We were silent for ten seconds before he added. "And we fucked." I nodded.
"We fucked." I agreed. He nodded awkwardly.
"We fucked hard." he added and I laughed and nodded.
"Yes we did." I replied.
"Your training paid off." he said and I gawked at him and hit his shoulder.
"Oh I know." I replied. For a long time I used to imagine Hazel was the man who took my virginity before finding out it was Axel. I liked him so much, but as I got older, the feelings died and our sex was just lust.
We finally made it to my home. It was a white modern house with large windows that let the sun in and warmed the house. I had two vehicles still in the driveway. I had more clothes here then at the townhome and a house keeper always came every weekend and cleaned it. We both got out and he carried his brief case to the door. I handed him the keys and then he handed me his case. With his free hand he pulled out one of his guns, unlocked the door and went inside. I cut my lights on and looked around the place. My kitchen was in the back and my large living room had modern day décor. I had three bedrooms here two. Two down the hall and the main bed room upstairs. Hazel moved through my house making sure it was empty as it should be.
I lingered in my main bedroom for a moment just taking in its beauty. Man, the staff who cleaned was good at their job. The house looked brand new. I looked in my closet to see rows of shoes and clothes all hung up. My dresser was full, my jewelry stands were untouched. My office was as it should. I could definitely work better with this space then at the town home. As we move back into the living room, Hazel looked down at me.
"Guess I'll stay here until your handlers come back. Wouldn't want you here unprotected." he teased and I nodded crossing my arms.
"Fine with me. I could use some junk food. Pizza?" I asked. He smirked.
"You just know the way to my heart." he said. I smirked.
"Of course." I replied. He sat his briefcase down beside the island in the kitchen and removed his suit. I needed something to take my mind off of my last home being completely destroyed. Hazel sat down on my black leather couch and he lifted my remote off my coffee table.
"May I?" he asked and I nodded as I called Jim's Pizzeria. Within forty minutes the pizza came and I had showered and changed into a seafoam green tank and black leggings. Our eyes were glued to the TV as we watched Friday the 13th. It was only September and already the horror shows were being aired.
"You know I like the older versions better. Even though it's not as scary, the classics always remind us how easy it was to produce a good horror movie of the time." Hazel said taking a bit of his pizza. I scoffed slurping my can of coke.
"Oh no, sorry the newest ones are where it's at. If it's not scary it's trash!" I blurted. He scoffed.
"You're trash you uncultured swine." he shot back and I laughed and kicked him. The front door suddenly opened. Our stupid selves never even thought to lock the front door. We both leaned back and saw none other than Axel, Oscar, and Otto coming inside actually clean with a large black bag hoisted over Otto's shoulder. I stood up and looked them over. When did they have time to shower, where did they shower? But they didn't even seem concerned, their eyes just looked past me with frowns at Hazel, moving into their jackets to pull out their guns. I raised my hands.
"Hey no none of that! This is Hazel. He's on our team. Did you finish it?" I asked. Oscar pulled a very large plastic tarp out and just stretched it out of the ground and I watched. This thing was big. Oscar just dumped what was in his bag out. Meanwhile Axel was just glaring at Hazel who stood up and stood beside me. Axel's eyes sharpened on him as he stood beside me and we both looked down at the heads that rolled on the tarp. Shantay's head almost hit the wooden floor, but Oscar's boot stopped it. Wayne's head was among them. Bullet holes were in each of their skulls and I tensed some as I just stared at their faces for a moment. Their eyes were rolled into the back of their heads. So the job was done. I looked at Hazel who just nodded.
"A little bit of overkill, but this'll do." he said and looked at me. "Burn 'em and we will handle the cop." I nodded relief in my eyes as I smiled up at him.
"Thank you." I replied. He nodded.
"I'll be in town for a while so I'm taking your pizza." he said moving over to the island to grab the pizza box in one hand and his brief case in the other. Meanwhile all three brothers are just glaring at him as he exits. I crossed my arms now looking at the boys.
"So now we live here. My rules still apply, but out in the world you three need to keep your dominant feelings under control. What happened at the other house cannot happen here." I said, voice breaking some. "Because if you bring danger to my house whether I am home or not… I will never forgive any of you." The brothers looked at each other before looking at me and nodding. I nodded back praying they understood. Now I looked back down to the heads.
"We need to destroy these now." I replied. Oscar smirked.
"I brought my toys so I will get rid of them." he said and bagged the severed up and moved to the door happily. I just gave him the thumbs up.
"Have at it." I replied. Axel approached standing over me now.
"Who is man?" he asked.
"He works for the Commission, one of its agents." I responded. He tilted his head.
"What cop he speak of?" he asked.
"The partner of the cop you guys killed. He said if you all keep being reckless then the higher ups could separate us." I replied. He leaned back some frowning some, but nodded in acceptance of my words. I looked around his shoulder seeing Otto just walking in circles looking up at the ceiling.
"Fancy." he replied. I nodded.
"Two rooms down the hall, main bedroom is upstairs." I replied and Axel looked at me before looking me over. I ignored his look for now. "You all can decide where you want to sleep. But we have no food so tomorrow-"
"Farmer's market?" Otto asked with excitement and I nodded.
"Yes." I replied and he nodded happily before looking at the front door.
"I help Oscar with heads." he merely replied walking past me pecking my cheek before exiting the front door. As upset as I wanted to be all over again for everything that happened, I already felt that I couldn't. We were home and safe and together again. And right now, that's all I wanted right now. Axel's hand around my own brought my attention back to him and I looked at him. His eyes were heavy as he just turned and pulled me toward the stairs and already he was guiding me up them. I know what he wanted and right now, I know we could both use this.