A/N I really didn't think I could get this one done, I had absolutely no ideas, but a quick trip to Feath's First Word Generator gave me a start to the chapter and well, from there the rest got done eventually.
Thanks to all reviewers!
Disclaimer: An-Jelly-Ca owns nothing apart from her four summer reading books which she has to annotate. She asks that someone break into her house and burn said books so that she could use that as an excuse. She further asks that said person waits until August 25th to do so, in order for An-Jelly-Ca to claim that she did not have time to purchase and annotate another set of books before the school year started.
Trespassing? Joe preferred to think of his current activities as exploration, he found that saying he often explored different places rather then he often trespassed on private property gave people a better impression, also, saying the latter was likely to get him arrested. Joe and his father were currently in the process of sneaking around to the back of a warehouse located a short distance from the business district. They could see lights shining through the windows of the warehouse most of which were far too high up for either Fenton or Joe to see through.
There was, however, one window that looked to be short enough for them to see through. They were currently in the process of sneaking over to said window without being caught presuming someone was inside, they were reasonably certain that someone was, what with the lights and all, but they couldn't be sure.
They had split into four groups of two back at Joe's apartment: Liz with Chet, Phil with Vanessa, Tony with Biff, and Joe with Fenton. Joe and his father had selected this warehouse as Phil had dubbed it the most likely to be the correct location. The two quickly ran across the expanse of empty parking lot to the window. They ducked behind some garbage cans located near the window and paused there listening for the sound of activity within the warehouse.
The view the window provided was less then desirable as the surface of the window was covered in grime and looked as though it had not received a good cleaning in years or maybe even decades, making it very difficult to see into the warehouse. Joe had a feeling that it was intended to be this way. After squinting for several moments Joe was able to discern the fact that the window was located in a hallway of some sort. Apparently the warehouse was less of a warehouse and more of an actual house or an office building judging by the décor. However, Joe had more important things to worry about then whatever façade Marion and his goons were using to disguise their headquarters, such as where in this building was Frank and how on Earth were they going to stop a terrorist attack. Fenton and Joe were forced to duck down behind the garbage cans when one of the doors opened revealing Gustafson and Marion. The door in question sported a deadbolt lock that was fastened from outside, this factor alone led Joe to believe that Frank and Callie were being kept in that room. Unfortunately, he was unable to confirm his theory as there were no other windows on the same side of the building that were low enough to peer into.
"This is definitely the place." Joe hissed to his father. "Those are the guys who were holding me captive." He continued making sure to keep his voice low for fear of alerting those inside. "I think Callie and Frank are in the room they just came out of judging by the lock on the outside of the door. It was like that at the last place they had their headquarters too." Joe finished.
"All right, let's head back to your apartment we need to discuss a strategy before heading in, especially considering the possibility that bombs are inside that warehouse. I think it's about time we contacted the police." Fenton replied keeping his voice as low as Joe's had been. "Let's go." He repeated leading the way back across the parking lot and toward the sidewalk. They moved at a fast pace not stopping until they reached their car which they had blocked three blocks from the warehouse.
-I am a line-
Vanessa and Phil were careful to draw as little attention as possible to themselves as they snuck up to the nearest window of the building they had been assigned to check for signs of Frank and Callie. Several cars were parked in the parking lot giving the impression that several people were currently in the building. They approached the window cautiously and peered inside, unlike the window Joe and Fenton had been forced to look through this one was so clean it gave off a dull shine. They looked inside and saw what looked like an ordinary office building it was filled with cubicles and desks, Vanessa even spotted a copy machine in the corner. They were about to dub this building to be a lost cause when they heard a shout from behind them and turned to see a two men wearing jackets which bore the word 'security' on it running toward them.
"We should probably go…" Phil muttered. Vanessa nodded her agreement and the two took off running. The two men tore after them clearly intent upon detaining them.
"We really should've parked closer." Vanessa muttered as she ran down the sidewalk away from the two men who were chasing them. A glance over her should revealed that they were steadily gaining on them.
"Maybe we should just stop?" Phil asked also noticing the fact that they were rapidly being caught up to. "We can just tell them our friend works there and we were trying to get his attention." He added in a low tone. "Because I don't think we're going to be able to outrun them for much longer." He finished.
"Fine." Vanessa said drawing to a halt. "Hello, gentlemen," She said cheerfully as they drew to a stop in front of her and Phil. "What seems to be the problem?"
"You were trespassing on private property." The taller of the two replied narrowing his eyes at Vanessa and Phil.
"We were just trying to get our friends attention, he works there." Vanessa said pointing in the general direction of the building they had just run from.
"Does he?" The second man asked. "What's his name?"
"Tim. Tim Smith." Phil supplied.
"Well, since you're so eager to see your friend Mr. Smith, why don't we take a little walk over there and you can point him out to us, shall we?"
"We don't want to distract him from his work…" Vanessa replied.
"Trust me, it'll be no trouble for him, I'm sure he can spare a minute or two." The first of the two security guards continued. Vanessa and Phil exchanged a brief panicked glance.
"We really should be heading back home, my boyfriend is expecting us." Vanessa said quickly. "We'll just call Tim later."
"I'm sure your boyfriend won't mind waiting a few minutes, now come with us." The security guard, whose name Vanessa now noticed was Todd according to his nametag, replied taking her firmly by the arm and leading her toward the building. Phil was ushered forward by the other guard whose nametag read Jim.
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