Chapter 13: Do not Get Involved

I woke the next morning to the smell of bacon and toast. I followed the smell to the kitchen where Patch sat hunched over the oven in only jeans. I stared at him for I don't know how long. I was broken out of the trance when he said,

"Like what you see Angel?"

I nodded vigorously and he laughed bringing over a plate pf bacon and toast to me. He put his hand around my back and I turned staring up at him and running my hands over his stomach and chest feeling his abs underneath my gentle hands.

"If you keep cooking for me like this I'm going to get fat." I muttered to him

"Well, I'd still love you then too." He said kissing my cheek and smiling seductively. I went to sit on a stool and began eating my food.

"Find anything good in the file after I went to bed?"

"No, but I think I can narrow it down that it has to be a fallen angel." He said watching me eat

"Patch, that doesn't narrow it down that much. Why couldn't it be a guardian angel or someone from the committee?" I asked

"Because the Angels that are up in Heaven don't have ties to the human world, they can't see what crimes have gone on."

I nodded.

"Well, how are we going to narrow it down to one name?" I asked

"You said you saw what one of the guys looked like right? There's pictures to match the names of all the guys that have something against her. I want you to look through them and find the one that you saw."

"What about the other guy? What if the one I saw was just working for the guy that has something against her. There's tons of holes!" I exclaimed worried we would never find anyone.

"Just relax and just take a glance for me please." He said calmly.

I nodded and hopped down, I had finished breakfast. I walked over to the couch and sat where Dabria's file lay on one of the cushions. On the top of the stack was picture of different men. They were 3D pictures so I had a clear view of each feature of each one. I went through the first couple of pages finding gingers, and blondes, young and old boys, ones with mustaches, and ones that were scrawny. Finally I got to the last page and found a familiar face a man with black hair and a black beard stared at me, he was muscly, his shirt was too tight at his neck and arms. He was the one I had seen. I got up,

"Patch this is him, the guy that I saw." I said handing the paper to him. Went over to the couch and grabbed the list of names counting each one until he found the one that matched the man

"Keper Jasper is his name. 41, fallen Angel." He murmured turning to me.

"Ok, now what? We don't have a file for this guy." I said annoyed

"We're done with Dabria's now let's turn it in and exchange it for this guy's." Patch said as if it was obvious.

I nodded not about to argue. He grabbed the key and turned it in midair, the swirls appearing again. The cabinet pulled out and Patch set the tin file back into the cabinet and slid it shut and pulled the key out. He grabbed the hummer keys off of the island and we were heading out of the Amusement park and past the Archangel.

30 minutes later we pulled up into the parking lot again and went inside the old, rust factory.

"Tarcus? Are you here, we came to return the file for a new one?" Patch called into the darkness.

There was no response and Patch grabbed me by the arm,

"Stay close behind me." He whispered.

"We moved up and down the aisles in the factory and found staircase. The stairs were made out of metal that looked thin, and rusted enough to collapse under our feet. We needed to find Tarcus though, it was our only option. Patch slowly went up first so that the stairs didn't have too much weight to hold. I followed and came up step by step, the stairs screeched and creaked under my feet as if screaming for me to get off. I made it to the top and Patch had his back to me staring at the ground stiff as a statue. I followed his stare to a body lying on the floor in a pool of blood. The muscular build belonged to Tarcus. Blood was sprawled across the floor etched into words,

"Do not get involved. Or you'll end up like him."

I shivered.

"Patch we need to go now! Find the file and let's go."

We went back down the steps not caring if they fell, he ran to the D section and put Dabria's key back then ran to the K's and found Keter's key with only a few feathers. As soon as possible we ran out and got away, escaping to the car. I watched out the window in silence the whole way home.

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