Chicago
Saturday Evening
Blue Line

The two girls had been riding the Blue Line since four that afternoon and they were bored almost to tears, at least Mindy was!

It had been a very hot and humid day, with a little rainfall to cool things off, slightly. Dave had dropped the initially enthusiastic Mindy and Chloe off at the Irving Park station and the girls had first headed east, towards Rosemont. That first leg took them about a quarter of an hour to complete. At Rosemont they turned around, before riding all the way into the centre of Chicago and via the Loop to Forest Park – this took them just over an hour.

Mindy was not amused – at all!

"How could I have let Dave talk me into this?" Mindy thought. "I hate trains! I'm a girl – girls don't play with trains!"

Mindy had mentioned this thought to Chloe earlier on. Chloe in turn had given a snarky reply, having got fed up with Mindy's almost constant moaning throughout the afternoon!

"Girls tend not to play with guns and knives, either!"

..._...

"Mindy is a real pain in the ass!" Chloe thought. "Why the hell did I volunteer for this?

Mindy had been bored stiff since the very first five minutes after getting on the train at Irving Park. As for Chloe – she had just sat down and enjoyed the ride, ignoring Mindy and checking out the views from the carriage windows. She was annoyed about having to wear Kevlar under her top, as it was hot; but it was a requirement; it was better to be safe than sorry!

Marcus had insisted on a chaperone for the trip and, an equally bored, Sam Fellowes was slouched in a far corner of the carriage. Fellowes was out of uniform and behaving as though he didn't know either of the two girls, but he was used to this kind of thing and, as usual, he was armed and ready for anything that might happen – he was a career Chicago Police Officer and had seen almost everything a cop could see. The two girls were also armed; each of them carried a concealed Glock 26 pistol as well as a Balisong each. Mindy also had four non-magnetic, throwing knives secreted about her person – just in case.

The three of them were able to communicate using the standard Fusion concealed comms. Marty, along with Abby, was at Safehouse F and they were both monitoring the team for safety. Fellowes was also getting a little ticked off with all the girl chatter, having been forced to put up with it for what seemed like hours, but the girls knew that he could handle it!

"Thank God I had a son and not a daughter!" Fellowes groused, getting thoroughly disgruntled with the whole afternoon.

"Do you want to retain the capability to have more kids?" Mindy groused back, rising to the bait.

"I'd like to see you try!" Fellowes challenged, barely moving his lips.

"Hey! Let's stick with the mission, guys!" Marty admonished from the Safehouse with a chuckle.

"Sorry!" The three of them replied, refocusing their minds on the task in hand.

Three hours later

"You guys still awake?" A rather tired sounding Marty called over the comms.

Mindy was unhappy – her backside had been numb for hours. Chloe was casually pacing up and down the carriage. She would peer lazily out the doors at stations. At least, it would look lazy to the casual observer, but she was really fully alert. The team were now on the Red Line, somewhere near the 79th Street station. Fellowes was now feeling brain-dead after having been forced to listen to the two girls all evening. He had actually been heard to say three words an hour or so earlier: 'kill me now'!

"Kinda!" Chloe growled in reply.

"Bad news!" Marty continued. "Another dead, with a knife in the throat!"

"Where!" Mindy answered coming awake very fast.

"Cicero, on the Pink Line and not more than five minutes ago!" Marty advised.

"Dammit!" Mindy said, sounding dejected. "We're heading back – thanks Marty!"

The three of them got off the 'L' at 47th Street and were picked up fairly quickly by Marcus, in his truck.

"These two will be the death of me!" Fellowes grumbled to Marcus.

"You mean a senior Chicago PD Sergeant has been worn down by two teenaged girls in a single afternoon?" Marcus insinuated with a grin.

"Those two are not normal!" Fellowes replied with a laugh, then went serious. "We scored zero, tonight!"

"Yeah!" Mindy answered felling pretty shit.

The next evening
Sunday

"We doing this again?" Chloe groused, knowing the answer. "Yesterday sucked!"

"Well we didn't get taken hostage!" Mindy said cheerfully in a vain attempt at cheering Chloe up.

"True – we did manage that!" Chloe conceded with a grimace.

"You girls ready for a night out on the old 'L'?" Paul Murphy asked with a big grin.

"This is not a date, plus you're married!" Chloe advised.

"Still nice to be taking out two hot chicks!"

"Both of whom are almost half your age!" Mindy added with a raised eyebrow.

"Gee, thanks bitches!"

An hour later
Blue Line

Murphy was unhappy with his lot in life.

"Move to Chicago, join the Police – end up patrolling with two mad female vigilantes!" Murphy moaned. "How my life has fallen!"

Chloe and Mindy both laughed at the comment and received a big grin from Murphy at the other end of the carriage. He was pretending not to know the two girls, as Fellowes had done the previous day, but he was speaking quietly over the comms. That night seemed like it was going to be a bit of fun.

The train pulled into Pulaski station, it was raining hard, but it was still warm outside. The station was in the median of the Eisenhower Expressway between South Keeler Avenue and South Pulaski Road.

As the train stopped, the doors opened and a woman screamed.