First things first, Thank you to everyone who has read and commented on my story. And again Thank you to my betas for looking over my stuff and guiding me in the right direction.

Life has had a bit of crazy period, but things are calm for now. I promise I will have the next chapter typed and sent to my betas soon. Yes this is short chapter. But if I wrote much more on this scene I would start giving stuff away too soon.

Anyway, Again I don't own the characters, if I did all four seasons would be out by now.

Ch 3

A man paced back and forth behind a dark cherry wood desk as he smoked a cigar. Every once in a while he would pause and look out at the window behind his desk then went back to pacing. Finally he stopped pacing and turned to two men in front of him.

He took out his cigar and asked them in a Russian accent, "Are you sure no one suspects anything?"

A tall man twisted his curly black haired as he responded, "That's correct boss, no one suspects anything currently and, besides. we made sure we didn't leave any clues that we were even there in the first place. So far none of the local police know of the murder. Heck, the woman who saw us probably thinks she's crazy since the police told her they didn't find anything, Khusbakht."

Khusbakht turned abruptly, "What woman? When you got rid of the body, your instructions were to leave enough clues for the investigators in Pennsylvania to send the case to Scarecrow. Nowhere in those instructions were you to allow a woman to see you kill John."

The short stocky man with bleached blond hair, Tom, spoke up, "We thought the building was empty. But there she was looking through the window. She somehow got back into the building. Yes, we know she called the cops, but since then no one has been back."

"Keep an eye on her anyway, as well as that office. We are really close to completing this operation. I don't want it blown because of a stupid mistake."

Tom answered, "I doubt anything could happen at this point, Khusbakht."

Khusbakht frowned as he looked at Tom and Dan, measuring what they had said before replying, "I don't want any screw ups. We have gathered too much data to be caught at this point. It would mean treason. The first sign of trouble… handle it."

Tom and Dan both bowed and replied, "Yes, Khusbakht."

"Good, now go."

The two men bowed again and left the room. Khusbakht turned back to the window and sighed. He prayed that this mission would be successful; Khusbakht would dish out his revenge on the U.S. military and his own personal revenge on Scarecrow. Mother Russia and the Soviet Union would be most pleased.

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So there are the bad guys. Now it's time to see what will happen next:

Next time on Scarecrow and Mrs. King: Weathering revenge:

"Now sir, are you going to sit in the lobby or am I going to have to throw you out?"