On the next day Dipper came to Mabel with hot coffee and bagels.
"How is my favourite sister?" he asked with smile. He only got a glare, followed by weak smile.
"Great, except I found almost nothing." she said sitting back and yawning, "It's just weird."
"So we have nothing on Pyro?" Dipper asked. It wasn't that he expected much.
"She was the smaller problem." Mabel confessed giving him not very thick folder. "Ford was trickier. I only got info on one guy, and he's dead. Here. Now I'll eat those bagels and take a nap. We have info that you mission secundo target has meeting this evening. Details are here, give me a call when you'll be there." Mabel said with a yawn. "And one more thing on Ford, there is no, absolutely no record of any of his missions. Nothing, zero. I even went to paper archives." She added before taking a bite of the first bagel.
Dipper just smiled in apology knowing she really wasn't mad. She loved digging up info and hacking. "Thanks sis." he said and left her to bagels and nap.
….
Reading trough folder on Ford.
Name: William
Surname: Brown
Alias: Crybaby, Blue
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Status: Deceased
Likes: desk work
Dislikes: field work
Notes: Died during a mission
It was all. One page, not even half filled. No photo, no nothing…
Sighing heavily he moved to Pyronica. No need to dwell on this.
This was a bit more interesting. But not very useful. Mainly rumours that she's working for Eye. This might prove useful. And seemed connected to tonight's mission…
Rest of the whole file was similar stuff. Lists of places where she was seen past week. OR at least person Mabel believes to be this Pyronica girl. All compared to where Bill has been seen.
Some of them matched with time even, but not all. Yet Dipper doubted that Bill would do something like this personally.
It just created more questions… This was so frustrating. Groaning dipper went to prepare for his mission.
…
Evening, the same day. The . Magazines.
"Two hours till the meeting." Mabels voice resounded from earphone. "Remember, they may start earlier."
"I know." Dipper answered slowly walking closer to building. He remembered plan of whole building, including all side entrances and positions of guards and cameras. Not that the latter was any problem for Mabel.
"Give me a minute… Done, you have fifteen minutes to reach point A." Mabel informed as she hacked security.
Dipper said nothing, just quickly moved to side door and opened it. It seemed that Mabel hacked electric locks…
"Weird, it should be closed." his twin said. "Be careful." she warned. Brunette heard quick typing and started moving.
"There are no guards here." he informed.
"There should be at least two armed guys on way to the crane… What are they planning. Dipper, be careful." Mabel warned once again, typing quickening.
Dipper just moved, carefully looking around and listening for any sigh of guards coming. It was too early for shift change. Could this meeting be this secret? No, there would still be guards. They could be replaced, after all.
Both he and Mabel stayed silent as he creped to wooden boxes next to the crane. Quick look down and Dipper froze. Meeting was starting. And first person he recognised was – Bill.
Black suit and white shirt. Top hat and bow tie. Eye patch. Golden hair and light blue eye. It was him…
Agent pushed away all feelings he developed for the man. It was just a mission. Nothing more.
"Why the meeting. If kid is really..." Tall, pink haired woman started just as she walked in.
"And you following me around wasn't enough of a sign to them?" Bill asked, voice low and cold. Void of any emotion. "Haven't I told you to lay low while I'm here?" he continued.
Dipper could see woman trembling. So this was the Eye, cold hearted Mafia boss who supposedly didn't have a hearth. Clearly a rumour.
"And Kid, as you kindly called him is part of my ravage plan." Bill mused walking around Pyronica. "And I almost succeeded but YOU had to butt to my plan." blonde stopped to sigh and shake his head.
"Can't you just kidnap him?" she asked. "Why dance around it so much?"
"Because it'd be boring if I did." Bill continued still walking around. He just added swings of a gun to it.
Dipper got no idea who they were talking about, but he wasn't alone.
"Bro, I think they're talking about you. Remember how Bill regretted being unable to take you to Italy with him? He's seen trough our plan from the very start you have to..."
"Shh"
In the meantime Bill continued talking, "...but today end of it all starts. What do you think would piss ol'sixer more. Getting killed or me taking his nephew and making him my little, nice pet? Second one of course." Italian smiled widely, "But let's not be all that terrible of a host."
Hearing it Dipper saw only darkness as something hit him hard on the head. He still heard Mabel screaming his name. "DIPPER!"….