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The Club

The bullets barely passed by them and hit the beautiful things around them. They heard people from down stairs screaming and yelling. They ran towards the emergency exit as Cal grabbed a broom from the maid's basket. As they passed through the doors, he took the broom and jimmied it through the handle and the wall, locking the gunmen in the hall. "I think our cover is definitely blown. How did you find out?"

One of the gunmen started to unload his bullets to get through the door. Gillian screamed and covered her ears. "This is no time to explain, let's go." Thankfully, they were only on the second level, so that they didn't have to travel too far. Once they were on the ground level, they had two options; go through the door to the lobby or take the door that goes out onto the street.

Gillian pushed the door leading to the street and at once an alarm went off. Once they were on the sidewalk, they started to run toward the safe house, which was ten blocks away. They were a block away from the hotel when shots were fired through the night sky.

"They know we went through the emergency exit. We have to hide." Gillian took his hand and ran two more blocks and then took a right. There they saw a club that was open. There were crazy lights going every which way and the music was thumping so loudly through the building that it was hard to think. It was crowded with young people who were either booty dancing, drinking strange colorful drinks, talking over the music or kissing. They weaved through the crowd making sure that they didn't attract any unwanted attention. When Gillian looked back towards the door, she saw Viggoson himself. She tugged on Cal's sleeve and whispered urgently, "He's here. We've got to hide." She squeezed his hand and asked, "Do you trust me?"

"Impeccably."

"Follow me." She took a jacket from a chair that no one was sitting at and pulled him towards a dark corner of the club. "Quickly take off your jacket and shirt but leave your tie on." He did as he was told. Then she unzipped her dress and slid it down her body exposing her soft pink laced bra and hipsters. She kicked it to the side and pulled the stolen jacket on. Once they have both finished undressing, Gillian tugged him further into the shadows. She turned him so that her back was facing the rest of the club. She messed up her hair and looked behind her shoulder. Viggoson and his men were getting closer and they were making sure to check every person they passed. Gillian shoved him against the wall and crashed her lips on his. She dragged her hands all over his body, making sure to mess up his hair. Her tongue darted out and forced entry into his mouth, in which he gladly accepted. Soon his hands were all over her body, making sure to tousle her hair. He then cupped her ass with both of his hands and pulled her towards him, dragging a finger under her the elastic band. He could have sworn that he heard her moan and it drove him wild.

Behind Gillian, they heard "Makes sure yous check their faces and zthe shadows. Theys might be hiding." Then a hand darted out and grabbed Gillian by her hair breaking her kiss from Cal. He pulled her out of the shadows. He was about to bring her face into the light when someone across the room yelled, "Everyone stop where you are! This is a raid!"

Viggoson let go of her and then ran towards the side door. Gillian, who was shaking from her head to her toes, moved in closer to Cal. He encircled her with his arms like he was protecting her. She looked up at him and said in a shaky voice, "That was close. Too close in fact. I wonder what the raid is for."

"You know that button they told us to push in case of emergencies?" She nodded. "Well I pushed the button when we came in here."

"They came fast." The couple stood in silence as the club hustle and bustle with excitement and fear. "Thank you."

"For what?"

"For trusting me." Their noses were centimeters apart. She leaned in and closed the gap between their lips. Both, so deep into their undercover, accepted each other's embrace. The passion between the two intensified as seconds passed by. As she melted into his arms, she moaned ever so softly. Then their embrace was cut short by the lights in the club turning on. Though the shadows still hid them, they could see everything else in the club.

They saw Viggoson being carted away by Interpol. "I vant my lawyer vright nows! Don'ts tells them ansything!"

Gillian whispered against his neck, "Should we go?"

"No. They told us to wait until one of the agents contacts us." Right after he said this, his phone vibrated in his pocket. Leaving one arm around Gillian's waist, he dug the phone out of his pocket and read the text message, 'meet n the bathroom. make sure ur not seen. –Ferguson'. He let Gillian look at the text and then he said, "Let's go! I think the loo's are in the back." They made sure that they stayed in the shadows while making their way to the back. They came to a swinging door where a dingy sign said 'toiletten'. Once through the door, they made their way down an equally dingy hall way until they got to a door that said 'Van de Dienst'.

"Cal, I think he's in here. The sign says out of service." She pushed through and was met by an older man in his late forties with a full head of hair that was graying on the sides. He was wearing jeans and a black vest that said 'Interpol' across it.

He genuinely smiled as the two came into the bathroom. "Congratulations are in order. With your help, we have enough evidence to put Viggoson and his men away for a very long time. Now we are still gathering Viggoson's men, so you are still in danger. They are still trying to look for you. Thanks to one of our informants he directed half of them in another direction." He picked up a black duffle bag from his side and threw it towards him. "In there are some clothes, toiletries, another cell phone and a room key. The key goes to a hotel three blocks from here called Hotel ann de rivier. You are in room 406. Go out of the restroom and go through the exit to your right. The alarm won't sound. We will be putting through the media that you two were killed by one of Viggoson's men; so you two need to stay in that room until the coast is clear. Room service will be provided to you however do not answer the door for anyone. Understood?" Both of them nodded. "Good. We will give you a call when it is safe for you to comeback to headquarters." He started to make his way to the door when he turned around and said, "We owe the Lightman Group a great deal of gratitude for your help. Thank you." And then he was out the door.

Next chapter, they have to stay the night in a hotel room together. The tension between them seems to prove too much for them; will they push it away or give in to it?

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