The boys are back! I was a bit sad at lack of reviews, but the one I did receive was quite nice, so props to her for that.
Felix sat in the black Alfa Romeo, fidgeting to all hell. He didn't like just staring at the side of the Cullen Shipping Co. warehouse, looking for some sort of life. He wanted to punch someone's nose in and couldn't understand why Demetri was sitting so calmly in the driver's seat next to him.
"Why couldn't he just send Jane and Alec? Isn't this their thing?"
"They're busy. So are Heidi and Santiago, before you can ask."
Felix scrunched his nose. "Can we at least walk around or something?"
"Sure. But just because we haven't seen any security guards or cameras doesn't mean they aren't there, so be careful."
"I know, I know, I know!" said Felix impatiently, unfolding his large frame from the car.
Demetri followed suit, though much more gracefully. After a small bit of stretching, the two started walking around the perimeter. Other than Felix occasionally asking for food, it was quiet. Almost too quiet.
"No outside cameras..." mused Demetri. "Let's go in. And be quiet."
Felix rolled his eyes as Demetri fiddled with the lock. This Cullen place was weirding him out. They were meant to be on the look-out for the blond lady Cullen, Rose, because she wasn't really anywhere lately, but there was basically nobody here.
"Alright, after you," said Demetri as the door opened.
Felix grunted and walked in as quietly as his boots would allow. The place was almost silent, except for some humming from the few lights that were on in their florescent annoyance. But all the same, a few steps in, Demetri stopped, a deer in headlights.
"Someone's here..." he whispered, so quietly Felix almost couldn't hear.
"You sure?"
Demetri gave Felix his 'Don't Be Stupid, Of Course I Am' look. Felix put his hands up in silent surrender. After a moment, Demetri raised three fingers. Three other people were here.
"Security. Split up."
Felix was about to question why Demetri got to be the boss, but the smaller mobster was already gone. Felix made a face at where the shorter man had been before taking off to the left. Demetri always went to the right, for some reason. So the tall man started walking around boxes, thinking he was being quite ninja-like. Then someone grabbed his hair.
He gave a yelp, because he knew Demetri couldn't reach that high, then turned. He came to face two very tall, tan women with black hair.
"Hello, ladies," he greeted with a pathetic little half grin.
"SENNA!" the woman who didn't have a hold of his hair yelled to the warehouse. "Did you find the other one?"
"Yes!" an unseen woman called. This was followed by a large swarm of Italian cursing.
It didn't take long for the third woman to round the corner with Demetri in hand. Felix thought it hilarious that she was four inches taller than his friend.
"Laugh and die, Felix," Demetri warned. "Laugh and die."
The woman, Senna, gave Demetri a sharp smack upside the head. Demetri gave out a loud yell of pain, so Felix could tell it must have hurt.
"So I assume there won't be any sandwich-making in this relationship?"
"Kachiri, what will we do with these two?" asked the woman who didn't have a hold on anyone, but was glaring evilly at Felix for his sandwich remark.
"Well, we don't know who they are yet, Zafrina," said the one who still had a grip on his hair.
"We work here!" said Felix.
Kachiri gave Felix's hair a sharp tug. "That was a pathetic lie."
"I know."
Demetri rolled his eyes, gaze resting on the long-fingered hand that held onto his arm.
"You have quite the grip, there," Demetri told Senna.
"Thank you," she answered sarcastically.
"Not quite strong enough, though."
Before Senna could process what was happening, Demetri managed a standing back flip, wrenching the hand from his arm. Quickly, he scaled some boxes, now standing above the others.
"Felix, move to the right a bit."
As soon as the large man did so, Demetri leaped from the boxes and two women who were right behind him and slammed into Kachiri. She fell, but Felix knew he was missing some hair.
"Wanna run away now?" asked Felix.
"Oh yes, let's," Demetri answered, kicking at Kachiri's reaching hand.
The two dashed off, the tan women just behind. Felix took out his gun, earning a questioning look from his partner. He then proceeded to shoot out all the lights, knowing that he and Demetri would still be able to see. They had developed some sort of night vision over the years.
"Where'd they go?" Zafrina asked.
"I can't see anything!" said Senna.
"Spread out!" commanded Kachiri, starting in the direction the boys had been going.
Of course, Felix and Demetri were climbing over random shipping boxes towards the exit. They sat still, like a pair of gargoyles, as one of the women passed before climbing down and leaving. They both knew not to mess with those three unless you were prepared. They decided that they definitely would be tomorrow night as they drove off in their Alfa Romeo.
"My scalp hurts."
"Oh, shut up."
End of chapter. Cookies to all. Not really, though, I enjoy my chocolate chips. I'll give you one if you review though. I promise.
