Lindsay McDonald was nothing if not extremely lucky sometimes. Just as things were beginning to look a little,well, daunting for him and his fellow co- workers at Wolfram and Hart three gentleman turned up at their door from a very unlikely place. Lindsay, Lilah Morgan, and Lee Mercer were up to their heads in murder plots for their rogue...rogue slayer when the members of the Watcher's council came strolling into their offices.
It was obviously no secret that the two- a firm dealing mostly in notorious clientele and a council devoted to the destruction of those clients- did not work together well. Or at all for that matter. By the looks of the three men who had come through the door, though, whether or not this meeting was appropriate was the last thing on their mind.
"I suspect you know who we are and who we work for." Collins asked. Lindsay simply nodded, taking the lead with Lilah standing slightly bemused and surprised and Lee looking like a moron not fit to lead with his various bandages strewn about his person.
"I also believe that you and I have a common problem at the moment." He countered to the Brits.
"We'd like to propose a small allegiance with each other to alleviate ourselves of certain...stresses in our lives."
Weatherby said.
"What are your terms?" Lindsay replied shortly.
"Combine our resources in order to capture the rogue slayer and return her to the council-"
"We'd really prefer her dead." Mercer interjected, much to the dismay of Lindsay, Collins gave him a look before continuing.
"And as a thank you we shall do our best to rid you of a certain vampire."
"I thought you guys were all rah-rah in the Angelus camp," Lilah asked, matching Lindsay's own surprise.
"We have not forgotten that he is above all, a vampire. It is in our interest ultimately to rid the world entirely of his kind." Smith commented.
"If you don't mind my asking, why have you come to us?" Lindsay asked, his curiosity at the odd house call getting the better of him. The trio shifted uncomfortably before Weatherby spoke.
"Our first choice is no longer available to us. We had a man closer to the inside, but he has decided to back a failing cause I'm afraid." Lindsay shook his head in understanding, realizing they must have been speaking of the recent addition to Angel's team he had noticed.
"Well boys I that I can speak for this firm when I say that I believe we have a deal." Lindsay replied, rising to shake their hands. Smith looked at his hand before replying, "Yes, well, one other thing. We would rather prefer if this deal were kept and discreet as possible. Reputations and such."
"Believe me, the feeling is mutual." Lindsay countered before showing the men the door. Fingering the card they had given him before placing it in his pocket.
Things were running very smoothly, the night planned out precisely. In a few moments he would have a prime seat in the downfall of all of his problems and the rise of his future. Right now though, this was the last place Lindsay wanted to find himself. With a look of disdain he passed through the Los Angeles police precinct and headed directly for the one woman he knew hated Angel ass much as he did. He stopped at the desk of the blond policewoman and placed his briefcase on her desk. Kate Lockley looked up with a look on her face that told Lindsay she was not as pleased to see him as he normally expected from a woman.
"Can I help you?" she asked rather coldly
"My name is Lindsay McDonald, I'm a lawyer at Wolfram and Hart," He said with a smirk. It was cleanly wiped off his face however, when he was greeted by and even more disheartening glare from Kate at the name of his firm. Obviously, not a fan. Nonetheless, he continued, "I saw your report this afternoon and felt compelled as a citizen of this fine city-" he paused briefly in reaction to a snort emitted from the gruff woman, but continued, "To inform you of some information regarding the whereabouts of the woman you spoke of this afternoon."
"Tips go through the office-" She began to recite, almost bored. He smiled once more.
"Yes, but I thought this, more personal, tip should go directly to you." With this, he opened the briefcase and dropped a folder onto her desk. She stared for a moment as he waited before picking up the folder. As she scanned through the notes Lindsay noticed a change in her eyes from distaste at his general presence to something more...alive. A cold fury filled them as she returned her gaze to him.
"I don't know about you, but I think it's fair to say any other office would be ill equipped to deal with these sort of...matters." A smile played at the corners of her mouth. Lindsay doubted very much she had heard a word he just said. He saw something in her smile however, that forced him to make a mental note not to get on the bad side of it.
"Thank you very much, sir." She said, struggling a bit at calling him sir. With a smile he exited the precinct, slowing just a moment to revel in hearing detective Lockley call for backup and the address to Angel Investigations. Things were about to get interesting.
And hopefully for you guys it will. Let me know what you think. It's especially important you guys review and such because I have two different versions of how the story continues...two very different ways and since I don't have or use a beta (something about knowing a person is reading my work...it's weird and I can't really explain it) I'm conflicted. One is really out there but makes the story more fast paced the other is a little more realistic but takes more time to develop. If you want to know more details message me or review- I don't want to give it away. Depending on this I may post the next chapter as early as tomorrow afternoon (late work shift, whoo!) Good? Bad? Indifferent? R&R!