Three hours later and two very full stomachs packed with pancakes they arrived outside of Roark Towers. The building that housed most of Roark Industries employees. The building was fifty-five floors tall. The higher up you lived the higher up the food chain you were in the Roark Industries pecking order. Melissa pulled into the circular drive way and Chuck pulled out three extra mags for his gun. He pulled his almost empty one and put in a fresh one before handing the rest to Melissa. "Can you put these in your purse?" He asked with a smile.
"Sure I'll be your pack mule." She said with a laugh.
"Come on, one of the most powerful man in the world is waiting to fawn over me. I can't keep him waiting all night now can I?" Chuck said as the door man opened the door and handed Melissa out of the car.
"How can I help you this evening?" He asked with a smile.
"We are here to see Mr. Roark. He's expecting us. The names are Barns, and Carmichael." Chuck said.
"Of course, if you will just hand over the keys we can park your car in the garage?" The door man asked holding out his right hand, but it was his left hand that Chuch was looking at. Chuck grabbed his outstretched hand, spun him around, and slammed his face in the hood of the car. He reach into the man's coat and pulled out a Glock.
"Melissa hand this man the Key." Chuck said letting the man go. Melissa handed him the key. "Listen very closely scumbag, if you touch my bags I will break every bone in your body starting with your toes." Chuck growled out, as he ejected the mag form the Glock, and the live round from the chamber before handing the gun back to the man. "Ask your friends what I did to them, and think, I did all that and they just pointed their guns at me. Imagine what I would do to someone that violated my privacy." Chuck said as they walked into the building.
"What was all that?" Melissa asked as they stepped on to the elevator.
Chuck looked dead at the camera in the corner of the elevator, "After the huge fuck up that was our extraction this afternoon. I want them to know what not to do so that when I shoot these assholes they know why I'm doing it. I don't particularly care for Fulcrum. I don't like 95 percent of the agents I've meet so far and I refuse to be fucked with again today. I have a gun and fifty rounds. I can kill fifty of these idiots before I run out. And god help them if I get my hands on an assault rifle. They want me to work for them? They need to start acting like it. Because I don't need to be here." Chuck said. The doors to the elevator opened to the penthouse. There were two guards standing by the doors in suits carrying p90s the second the doors opened fully they pointed their guns at him.
"Surrender any and all weapons!" One of them said.
Chuck took one look at them and hit the button for the lobby. "Tell Roark that if he wants me to work with him he's going to treat me like an equal." Chuck said as the doors closed. He turned to Melissa and smiled at her with his head turned away from the camera. He turned back to the camera "If my things were touched I'm killing that door man, and then I'm coming back up to the penthouse and killing every Fulcrum agent in this building! Every fucking one of you!" Chuck said pulling his gun out and racking the slide. When the elevator stopped before it got to the ground floor Chuck looked at the camera and raised his eyebrow. He looked up and pulled the light cover down and looked at the hatch. "You have thirty seconds to get this elevator moving before I kill you all for making me dirty my suit by climbing up this elevator shaft." Chuck said holding out his hand to Melissa. "I'll take those spare mags back." Chuck said. She opened her purse and handed him the three magazines. He tucked them into his jacket pocket and cracked his neck as he looked at his watch three seconds before the thirty second were up the elevator started moving again. When the doors opened on the ground floor three of the hottest women Chuck had ever seen stood there. He flashed on all of them.
The first one was a legend in the NSA. Jordan Rodgers was a tall sturdy looking woman with dark blond hair. She looked about thirty-five but her file said forty. She held the same rank as Casey, Major. In fact looking over her record she had a lot in common with Casey. She joined the NSA right out of Army Ranger training. She had been on a staggering 122 missions for the NSA over a twenty year career. She was well respected in the intelligence community. Why the hell was she here?
The next woman was a breath taking blond. She was very tall, Chuck was 6'3" and this woman was just as tall as him, even without the four inch heels she was at least 5'11". the file said Kathrin Brown was born and raised in London. She moved to the US at the age of 18. She was a former Miss Ohio. She recently graduated the Farm, a very average agent with stunning looks and used for them. Much like Melissa, Kathrin was a CIA call girl.
It was the third woman that shocked him though. Samantha Glass was a Legend in the CIA. Much like Sarah, but with a famous history in the agency. Her mother was a deep cover CIA operative working in Russia during the cold war. She used her knowledge of the Russian language, and the KGB Undersecretary's love of black women to get in close with the KGB. She ended up pregnant. Samantha was the result. She stood an impressive 5'9", she had stunning good looks, and long black hair. She had light brown and green eyes, and light cappuccino colored skin. But the shocking thing about Samantha Glass was the fact that she had been missing in action for over two years. Sarah once told him she was assigned to find her but all she could come up with was a trail across the world with a dead end.
Chuck looked to Melissa and she shrugged. Chuck put the safety on and put his gun in his waistband. He stepped off the elevator and stood before them. "I expected one of two things when those doors opened. One was an empty lobby and the car in the driveway with the keys in it. The second was a lobby full of guys with assault rifles. I was either going to walk out of here, or shoot my way out of here. I did not expect to be confronted by two legends and an angle." Chuck said walking up to them. "Charles Carmichael at your service ladies." He said extending his right hand. Jordan went to shake his hand but Chuck bent over and kissed her hand. "Major Rodgers. Your record and beauty precede you." He said.
"And your record is most impressive Agent Carmichael." She said with a smile.
He turned to Samantha Glass next and she extended her hand. "Agent Glass, it's good to see you're still alive. The intelligence community can breath easy, and the hearts of men around the world are fare game once again." He said kissing her hand.
"I must say it's nice to put a face to the rising star." She said with a smile.
"And who might this stunning angle form on high be?" Chuck said taking Kathrin's hand.
"Kathrin Brown, at your service Sir." She said in her very cute accent.
"My god. You do know you shouldn't exist. An accent like that adds three points of hotness to any woman. You're a thirteen my dear and that just can not be. You can not be a mere mortal being." Chuck said brushing a light kiss across her knuckles and maintaining eye contact.
"Oh my. Agent Carmichael, you are a flatterer aren't you?" She asked with a blush.
Chuck's smile became wolfish as he ran his thumb over the top of her hand. "It's nothing but the truth my dearest Kate. Has anyone ever told you have a hypnotic smile Kate?" He asked as his hand made it to her wrist Samantha's hand reached out and stopped him.
"We don't do that to one of our own. You should know that." Samantha said in a dangerous voice.
"You'll have to excuse me agent Glass, I wasn't aware she was one of us. Plus you have to look at it from my perspective. I'm faced with two master spies, and a rooky. I don't know why you're here, and I had to make my play. Plus she does have a hypnotic smile." Chuck said with a sexy little smile at Kate making her blush.
"We are here to get you to come back upstairs agent Carmichael." Jordan Rodgers said with a smirk
"And why Major would I do that?" Chuck asked matching her smirk.
"Because if you don't come back up with us things are going to get ugly. You see we all have guns. You, me, them. All of us. And we all know how to use them. But I'm going out on a limb here when I say you won't shoot use three. You see your file doesn't say much about you personally, but there are a few underlying patterns to you that I used to draw some conclusions. One is, you're a true gentleman, you don't hit or kill women. So lets cut the crap and head up to the penthouse." Jordan said motioning to the elevator.
"Well you do have me at quite the disadvantage, but I'm done with playing the nice guy. You see that nice guy got screwed, and when that happens the nice guy stops being so nice. I'm a bit tired. Tired of taking shit form people that think they control me. So you would have been right last week. I would never shoot a woman, but today? Well that's another story. And for the record the odds are not that bad. Melissa, if I ask real nice will you shoot Agent Glass over there?" Chuck asked pinning Jordan with his eyes.
"Sure Chuck." Melissa said pulling her gun from her purse and pointing at Samantha. "Sorry Sam." she said with a sad smile.
"You see? She shoots Glass over there, I shoot you and then I cap blondie over there before she even knows what's going on. I shot my partner today. I even used his gun to do it. I didn't think I could ever do something like that, but I did, and after that I kind of felt, dead inside? Yeah that's it, we'll go with that. All I wanted to do today was meet with Roark, he is Fulcrum Command right? I wanted to meet with him, and work together to get the things we want, and then maybe fuck Melissa over there another three or four times. Instead I get shot at, held up and ended up shooting my own partner. Then I show up here and get guns shoved in my face and the bitch squad paraded around in front of me? I don't think so. I say we shot you three and walk away from this fucking place. I'll then spend the rest of my life finding very creative ways to burn this motherfucker down! So if Ted Roark want's to talk to me he can bring himself down here. If not then you either step out of my way or I put a bullet between your pretty little brown eyes." Chuck said pulling the gun from his wait and clicking the safety off and holding it at his side.
The elevator doors opened up and Ted Roark walked out. "What the hell is going on here? I asked you to escort Agent Carmichael up to the penthouse, not get into a stand off in the lobby! Agent Carmichael, I'm Ted Roark and I've been looking forward to meeting you." He said holding out his hand.
Chuck put his gun in the back of his pants and shook his hand. "Mr. Roark. It's nice to meet you. I was wondering if we can hash out the details of our arrangement quickly. I've had kind of a shitty day and I'd kind of like it to be over one way or another. We are either going to be business partners or I'm going to shoot my way out of here. Either way I plan on being in bed in an hour." Chuck said walking over to a pair of chairs on the side of the lobby, and sitting in one of them.
Ted sat in the other one. "Yes, I'm very sorry about the part I played in making this day so crappy for you, I started out the day much like you did. I thought I was going to have a friendly meeting with a future partner." Ted said with a smile. He then turned to the four women standing around with their guns drawn. "Do you ladies mind giving us some space? How about you go stand on the other side of the lobby?" He asked and they walked away.
"Well how about we start over again then?" Chuck said holding out his hand. "I'm Charles Carmichael, former CIA, now freelance spy, and computer engineer."
"Nice to meet you Charles, I'm Ted Roark, Head of Roark Industries, and Fulcrum Command." Ted said shaking his hand.
"I here you want to hire me Ted?" Chuck asked with a smile.
"I do Charles, I would really like you to work on our Intersect computer. I would also like you to go on a few missions for me in the future." Ted said returning his smile.
"That sounds like fun Ted. As you may know I was working on downloading the Intersect into an agent's head when a Jackass by the name of Bryce Larkin stole it and blew it up." Chuck said with a scowl.
"Well we've been trying to do that for a while now but we keep frying agents brains. It's a real pain in the ass Charles, I tell you we keep losing agents and wasting time on it." Ted said sadly. "We've started recruiting cast off agent from other agencies just to use as test subjects.
"Have you tried slowing the download speed down?" Chuck asked with a smirk.
"No we didn't. Why didn't we think about that?" Ted said looking off into space thinking about it.
On the other side of the room the four women leaned against the wall and watched the two men talk. Jordan turned to Melissa. "I was sure he would cave when I told him we were armed, I thought he would never shoot a woman." Jordan said.
"Normally you'd be right, just not today. He's been through a lot of shit today and I think he reached his breaking point. I told him he would be welcome here. I told him Fulcrum could extract him, with very little violence, and I said he would be treated with respect when he got here. Instead we were shot at, we got into a car crash, he had to shoot Major Casey, and then the fucking team they sent tried to hold us up like we were hostages, and not friends. After I spent the whole way here talking him down he is greeted by guys with guns and treated like shit. I think he snapped. He really is a nice guy. I know that if this deal doesn't go through I'm leaving with him. I much rather be with him then what ever asshole they tell me to screw next." Melissa said looking at the other women.
"Screw that! What was that bullshit about shooting me? That shit was not funny! I thought we were friends?" Samantha said folding her arms.
"I was only going to wing you. You know how much I like you guys, but I'm with Chuck now, he really is good to me, a lot better then the assholes in Fulcrum." Melissa said with a sad little smile.
"Is the sex really that good?" Kate asked with a blush.
"Yes, but it's more then that. I feel like a person around him, not some call girl. He treats me with respect. I like him, he's nice to me." Melissa said with a shrug.
"Wow I can't remember the last time I was treated like that. They treat me like a hooker most of the time." Kate said with a sad smile.
"Tell me about it I have to sleep in that asshole's bed every night remember? Try playing hooker to a man as nasty as Ted Roark. I'm surprised I can keep my lunch down most of the time." Jordan said making a face.
"Well if I go on any more suicide mission I'm going to end up dead." Samantha said rubbing her bruised shoulder.
"How was your last mission? I haven't seen you in a long time. Did you just get back?" Kate asked.
"Yesterday. The mission was a failure like all of my missions. I think they're on to me. Roark had this calculating look in his eyes that I didn't like. I think my next mission could be my last. If they didn't know who my sister was I wouldn't even be here right now. Do you think I like working for the enemy? Do any of you know how much I want to put a bullet in his head." Samantha said looking between her gun and Ted Roark.
"Well," Melissa said looking around for the camera. After not spotting one she motioned the other girls in closer. "I might have a way out for all of you but I need to talk to Chuck first. I want you to know he's nothing like he was tonight. Like I said he's had a very bad day, but he is the guy you thought he was from the file Jordan. He's a true gentleman. If he knew your situation he would try to help you. But I need to know right now, no fucking around, if you had an out, would you take it?" Melissa asked.
"I would, I joined Fulcrum because they said I would get real missions. Instead I get more of the same seduction missions, and almost no pay, you know how it is. But unlike you, I'm stuck here, the CIA knows I'm working for Fulcrum. I'm not like you, you could walk away any time." Kate said close to tears.
"Yeah I could walk away, but what do you think would happen to my folks? Hell knowing Fulcrum like I do now what would happen to my whole family? The children too." Melissa asked with a sad look in her eyes.
"I can't go, they have a sleeper agent watching my son. He's in USC and his roommate is a Fulcrum assassin. The second I stop playing nice he catches a bullet. You know I was a crap mother to him growing up. I can't risk his life now." Jordan said shooting a hateful glare at Ted's back.
"I'm telling you ladies give me till tomorrow and I promise you Chuck will have a plan to get all of you out and safe. I know him, I've been with him for three days and my life is nothing like it was before. I'll have Chuck come up with a plan and then tomorrow we'll go shopping and I'll tell you all about it. Trust me when I say he can do this. Do you trust me?" She asked holding out her hand.
"I trust you. I have nothing to lose and everything to gain." Kate said taking her hand.
"Look I read his file, I know he's a good agent, but I don't think I can trust my son's life to a strange person I just met today." Jordan said shaking her head.
"Then trust me. I know what his file says and I can tell you the truth is so much better then what's on paper. You've known me for a few months now, you know you can trust me." Melissa said.
"Okay, I'll come tomorrow and hear your plan, but if I don't like what I hear then I want no part of it." Jordan said.
"That's all I'm asking for." Melissa said with a sad smile.
"I'm in the same boat as Jordan. I'll agree to come and hear the plan, but I can't risk her life to some stranger." Samantha said.
"Meet you for a shopping trip tomorrow at noon here in the lobby?" Melissa asked.
They all nodded.
"And that's my theory on how the get the intersect to work for anyone. It's all about download speed." Chuck said with a shrug.
"Wow, we never even looked at that. I wonder if it will work like you said it would? We've tried everything else, I was going to try women next, you know? Maybe the different brain chemistry would be better for absorbing the information. I mean their heads are full of useless crap anyway right?" Ted said with excitement.
"Ted I like the way this conversation is going and I'd be happy to continue it some other time but I'm beat. I need a hot shower and a soft bed. Can we talk about terms?" Chuck said trying to keep a straight face. He felt sick when he heard Roark was going to start testing the Intersect on women next, he knew who one of the first test subject would have been. Chuck looked over at Melissa and was thankful he met her. If not then he would have found her name in one of the weekly information briefings. Another agent found on the street with their brain fried. Chuck felt sick.
"Oh yeah, sorry when I get going I sometimes forget to stop. It's been a while since I've talked to someone that's into computer engineering as much as I am." Ted said with a laugh. "Lets make this easy then. What do you want?" Ted asked.
"I want an apartment, one in this building would be nice. I want this apartment to be free of all monitoring devices. If I'm going to work with you then I refuse to be watched like a prisoner. The same can be said about my lab. I want lab space in your intersect room. I'll also need a big list of computers and cables and things, I'll write it all down and get it to you once I see the lab space. I want to keep Melissa on as my personal assistant. I like her, she's hot as hell and knows her way around a bedroom. I would also like Bryce Larkin dead! That one's non-negotiable. I want him dead and I want proof that he died slowly and painfully, a video of it would work. That asshole destroyed years of my work, and tried to steel my girlfriend! I also will need an expense account for any random mission needs when I'm out in the field. Besides that. I'm happy to work with you." Chuck said.
"Is that all? I can get you that and more. I can keep you swimming in women. You can have a VIP suite right under mine. I'll have my assistant issue you a company card, and as for lab space take the whole sub basement of Roark Industries. I will have a tech come by in the morning and take out the cameras. I know what you mean about being watched all the time. I feel the same way sometimes too, but I can't get out of it, my security team won't let me do anything. They're probably upstairs right now crapping themselves with worry." Ted said with a laugh. "Do you like the BMW? I can get you what ever car you like." Ted asked.
"Yeah the BMW is fine. I do think we might need to get Melissa a car though. I'll ask her. If there is nothing else? I'd like to point out the consequences of not following my rules, the threats I've made today are not bullshit. I can and I will do everything I threatened to do and more. I'm not a violent man by nature, but when I think I'm being fucked with I get very angry Ted. And when I get angry, bad things happen. I don't like doing them but I will." Chuck said resolutely.
"No I understand completely Charles. And I think form now on we are going to be great friends." Ted said.
"I hope so Ted. I like the prospect of finishing my work." Chuck said standing up.
"I'll have a maid open up your apartment and air it out. Give her about ten minutes. In the mean time do you want someone to get your bags or do you want to do it yourself?" Ted asked.
"I'll get them, thank you Ted. I look forward to talking more with you tomorrow. I'll see you around the office." Chuck said with a laugh. As he walked out of the building in up to his new car.
Ted walked over to the elevator and motioned the three women to follow him. "Jordan I want you to get a maid into the VIP rooms under the pent house. And tomorrow I need you to issue a company card for Agent Carmichael. No limit. Glass go make sure there are NO cameras in the VIP Rooms. If there are cameras I want him to see you pull them out. We need him to trust us. I was unsure when I first saw him, he looked like a crazy person, but the second he talked about computer engineering I knew he was for real. This guy can get our Intersect project up and running. And not in a year like our top tech guys are saying, I'm talking about in a few months! The only guy I knew that could have pulled this off has been dead for fifteen years. What ever this guy wants you give it to him. Talk to Barns, I want to know what she has to say about him to you three." Ted said.
"I knew you would say something like that so I set up a shopping date tomorrow for the four of us. I'll feel her out for you. She will open up to us if she thinks we're just having a friendly conversation." Jordan said with a big smile.
The elevator doors opened and Ted got off. "What ever he wants. If he wants to shoot someone in the face I want you to hand him a gun. If he wants all of you at the same time? I want you to smile and get naked. Keeping this man happy is your number one priority. That's why I called you here Agent Brown, work with Melissa to keep him happy. I don't know any man in the world that wouldn't do anything for a night with both of you." Ted said with a nasty smile as he walked away.
Jordan turned to the other two, "Come with me to clear the room? I think we need to have a talk with Charles Carmichael." She said hitting the button for the VIP floor.
Melissa helped Chuck with his bags. As they walked to the car she turned to him, "Chuck, what was all that stuff about?" She asked.
"Oh you mean the crazy person act?" He asked with a smile.
"Yes." She said. Taking a bag, and leaving him with the other three.
"Well it's like you said in the car. They want to work with me, not the other way around. I also laid the ground work for getting no surveillance. I don't think you'll have to sex me up on camera now. I'm pretty sure he think I'll kill everyone in the building if I find one bug in the room." Chuck said.
"Well that sucks! I was looking forward to sexing you up on camera! That was my master plan! Now how am I going to get you to have sex with me?" She asked pouting like a little kid that got their candy stolen.
"You'll just have to find another way. I'm very sorry I took away your excuse to sex me up." Chuck said gravely. They both broke at the same time and spent the trip threw the lobby and into the elevator laughing hysterically. If they thought Chuck was crazy before, watching him laugh like that after he threatened to kill everyone certainly cemented that idea.
When they got off on the VIP Floor the door across from the elevator was open and Samantha Glass was standing in the door way. "This will be your apartment Agent Carmichael." She said waving him in. Chuck walked in and dropped his bags in the hallway. The apartment had an open floor plan and floor to ceiling windows. The floors were green marble and the walls were a soft sage. The furniture was all different shades of green, and looked very expensive, but also very comfortable. On one of the walls was a huge flat screen TV. He saw through an open door the huge bed in the bedroom, in the kitchen was a fully stocked bar. He also saw the other two agents in the living room on the couch.
"The apartment looks great, thank you. I would like to just say how very sorry I am about the whole scene in the lobby. I can assure you I'm not like that normally. I've just had kind of a crappy day. I would like to offer you all my sincerest apology " He asked said with a sad smile as he took off his jacket and put his gun and three magazines on the coffee table.
"We accept Charles." Jordan said and the other two nodded.
"Good I want you to know I respect you three as both agents and women. I was truly shocked to see both you and Agent Glass. I would love to hear how you came to work for Fulcrum, but if there was nothing else you ladies needed I would love to sweep the room for bugs, take a hot shower, and get some sleep." Chuck said pulling off his tie and unbuttoning the top three buttons of his shirt.
"Actually you don't have to scan for bugs. There are none. I just did it." Samantha said holding up a small black box.
"Don't take this the wrong way but, I think I'll recheck it." Chuck said with a smile, pulling out an iPod and walking around the apartment. He sat in the arm chair when he was done and Melissa sat in his lap. "So what can I do for you ladies?" Chuck asked wrapping his arms around Melissa's waist.
"Your girlfriend here told us that you could get us out of here. I want to look you in the eye and ask you if you can." Samantha said.
"Well this is the first time I'm hearing about this. Honey, what are they talking about and how can I help?" Chuck asked Melissa with a smile, but his eyes asked her what the hell she was doing messing with the plan.
"Chuck, these three women are all in similar situations as I was. They need help and I think you can help them." Melissa said as she spun around in her seat and looked Chuck in the eye pleadingly.
"Okay, look I'm very tired right now, and you seam to have a handle on what's going on. Spell it out for me in very simple terms." Chuck said.
"Okay," Melissa said standing up. "All three of these women are stuck working for Fulcrum, and they don't want to. Kate here was promised real missions like I was, but unlike me, they burned her at the CIA. Now she's stuck playing call girl for Fulcrum. She want's out." Melissa said standing behind Kate.
"Is that true?" Chuck asked with sympathetically.
"Yes it is Charles." Kate said sadly as tears pooled in her soft brown eyes.
"And Samantha was forcibly recruited by Fulcrum. Tell him what you told me. It's okay." Melissa said to Samantha as she touched her shoulder.
"They told me if I didn't work for them they would kidnap my sister and torture her in front of me. You know what they do to females in that situation Charles, I can't let them do that to my sister." Samantha said with a hard edge to her voice.
"I understand your situation. I too have a sister. I sent her away before any of this started. I promise you I will do everything I can to help your sister." Chuck said looking sick. He could only imagine Ellie in that situation.
"And what can you do Charles? What can you do to help us? Can you save her sister? How can you do it working for Fulcrum? Working for the man that's got us all by the proverbial balls?" Jordan asked standing up and pacing the room.
"I'm guessing your situation is similar to agent Glass?" Chuck asked.
"They have a sleeper agent posing as my son's room mate. I don't play the part of Ted Roark's whore they kill him. The man is obsessed with me, and he's a sick bustard." Jordan said with distain.
"That's rape! Forcing you to sleep with him like that." Chuck said with a deep scowl.
"No it's not rape. It's more like forced prostitution. Unlike rape, I have to pretend to like it. And I'm starting to think you can't do anything to get us out of here. You can't do a damned thing working for Fulcrum yourself." Jordan said with anger.
"Well Jordan, you asked me what I could do for your son, or Samantha's sister, and the answer is, Nothing. But my team on the other hand, they can do a lot. I believe you know them as Agent Sarah Walker of the CIA and Major John Casey of the NSA." Chuck said with a smile.
The look of recognition passed over all three faces. "But the report said you killed Major Casey." Kate said looking confused. Chuck looked at her and smiled his wolfish smile.
"Your deep cover then?" Samantha asked with a knowing smile. Jordan looked from Chuck's face to Samantha before she too smiled.
"I don't get it. So you didn't shoot Major Casey?" Kate asked looking between the people in the room.
"No I did, and with his own gun too." Chuck said picking up the gun in question.
"He's deep cover Kate. He's working on bringing down Fulcrum. Casey was probably wearing a vest." Samantha said.
"No he was not. They needed to see blood so I really shot him. I got him right here in the chest." Chuck said pointing at the spot he shot Casey on his chest.
"I know John's crazy but I didn't know he was that crazy. If you were off by just a few inches you could have killed him." Jordan said looking horrified.
"Yeah well I do have a few advantages I'll tell you about later, but for now is there a way for them to track cell calls from inside the building?" Chuck asked.
"No, they don't have a way to do that." Samantha said. "But they will be monitoring this Cell phone" She said handing him a Black Berry. "All Fulcrum agents carry them and they're bugged for call recording, and GPS tracking. The number is on the back." She said pointing to the black phone.
"Good to know, thanks. I'll use one of the burner phones I've got to call Casey and tell him what's going on." Chuck said looking the Blackberry over.
"I was planning to take them to Castle tomorrow to get the ball rolling. We set up a shopping trip for the afternoon. I need to stop off at my apartment to get clothes anyway. I'm out so I left my bag in Casey's SUV. " Melissa said.
"Good idea, I let him know you're coming." Chuck said. "Do you all live here in the building?" Chuck asked sitting back down with Melissa sitting on the arm of his chair.
"I live with Roark. I'm basically what Melissa was supposed to be for you. A toy for the bedroom and an personnel assistant everywhere else." Jordan said looking Ill.
"I have a small apartment on the third floor, but I'm usually off doing missions for them. I just got back from Afghanistan. I was supposed to try to start a war between the heroin growers to jack up the price of the drug trade. Half of Fulcrum is funded by drugs. The other half is funded by Roark Industries." Samantha said rubbing her shoulder and looking out the window.
"I have the apartment next to hers. But for the past three months I've been in D.C. working on keeping the east coast Fulcrum big wigs happy. I was recalled so I could work you over to keep you happy. I'm supposed to get together with Melissa and work on a good time for us to have a threesome. I guess I won't have to do that now so I'll be reassigned." Kate said sadly.
"Well we don't have to tell Roark that. How would you like to spend the night here sometimes, you and Melissa can take the bed I'll sleep on the couch and we can tell him I'm keeping you around as a play thing too. In fact I don't see why we can't do the same thing with all of you. He's a sick bustard and he thinks I'm one too, if I tell him I want you three he'll okay it." Chuck said with a smile.
"That would work. He basically said that to us in the elevator." Kate said excitedly.
"It's getting late and we can't be here too long without drawing attention to ourselves." Samantha said standing up.
Chuck stood up and walked over to the bar he grabbed the bottle of Johnny Walker and met them at the door. "Here take a sip and swish it around in your mouth, and put some on your clothes. If Roark asked you what took so long tell him you saw I was drinking and decided to join me. He want's you to keep me entertained right? Tell him you started tonight by getting me drunk." Chuck said passing the bottle around.
"Good thinking Charles." Jordan said taking a swig form the bottle before handing it off to Samantha.
"Please ladies, call me Chuck, besides we're supposed to be friends remember?" Chuck said.
"In that case call me Sam." Samantha said.
"And you can call me Kate." Kate said taking a drink and making a face .
"Since we are being so informal you can call me Jordan." Jordan said with a laugh as she took another drink. At the raised eyebrows she just shrugged. "What you know what I have to do every night. You try doing that sober." Jordan said making a face.
"Well I'll see you tomorrow ladies." Chuck said as they left. He went into one of his bags and pulled out a burn phone. He called Casey.
"Is everything okay? You're breaking protocol again Chuck." Casey said.
"I know big guy, they are treating me like a VIP, not a prisoner. I did what you said, I didn't take crap from no one. I made then beg me to work for them. I don't think Melissa will need to carry information back and forth between us. I think I'm going to call and check in every night. I'll keep you up to date on what's going on." Chuck said laughing.
"That's unbelievable! How the hell did you pull this off?" Casey said shaking his head. The kid had a gold horseshoe up his ass.
"I acted like you, Mad Dog Carmichael lives again. They think if they piss me off I'll kill every last one of them. They think I'm like you used to be when we first started working together. I even talked about getting pancakes after I shot a few of them." Chuck said with a big smile Casey could hear over the phone.
"Good job son. You did real good." Casey said feeling very proud.
"Yeah, I'm just that good, but that's not what I called you for. I just had a very interesting meeting with three women. Two of them you know. A Major Jordan Rodgers, and an agent Samantha Glass. The last one was a rooky CIA agent named Kate Brown. They are all in similar situations to Melissa and they all want out. I think we can help them and gain a few new team members. Melissa set up a shopping trip for tomorrow after noon, she's going to stop off at a frozen yogurt shop before they hit the stores. I think their time would be better spent talking to you and Sarah. So why don't you have a few agents do the shopping with their GPS tracked cell phones and let the ladies stay at the yogurt shop?" Chuck said.
"Your joking? Major Rodgers and Agent Glass? Wow you have been busy. I agree with you. I mean, you've been right so far, I'm not going to start questioning your judgment now. You know you're going to get an Intelligence Star for this mission right?" Casey asked with a laugh.
"Well what can I say? When you're a badass like me you come to expect things like that." Chuck said flippantly.
"Alright wise guy, I'll be waiting for them tomorrow." Casey said hanging up.
"We're all set for tomorrow." Chuck said to Melissa as he took off his shirt and pants and climbed into bed. Melissa dropped her skirt and shirt and took off her bra. She fished a white tee shirt out of Chuck's bag and put it on. "No, help your self to my things." Chuck said sarcastically, but the smile on his face took away all of the sting.
"What? Would you rather me sleep topless?" She asked pulling the shirt up.
"No, keep the shirt. I've seen your boobs way more then I'm comfortable with. Now kill the light and come to bed, I'm really tired and I have a big day tomorrow. I start my first day at my dream job. Working for Roark Industries." Chuck said putting his gun on the bed side table.
"Working for Roark is your dream job?" She asked sliding into bed next to him.
"Yeah, if my life would have gone right, I would have been working there for the last six years now. Of course if my life would have turned out the way it should have I wouldn't have met Sarah or Casey, and I wouldn't be sharing a bed with one of the worlds most beautiful women." Chuck said wrapping an arm around her and pulling her tight to him.
She laughed "Good pick up line." She said before she sighed contentedly as she snuggled closer to him. "Good night Chuck." She said softly as she held his hand.
"Good night Melissa, sweet dreams." He said softly back kissing the top of her head before falling into a deep restful sleep.