A/N: Hello. I'll like to thank Lugga for adding this fic to your favorites and alerts. Now I'll respond to the reviews.
-Lugga- I'm glad you like it. Hopefully, I can live up to the expectations.
Mello went into the café and sat in a corner booth. A kind waitress came to his table and asked for his order. Mello ordered chocolate pancakes with chocolate chips. The waitress left leaving Mello to his thoughts. His meal came and he ate slowly still slightly full from breakfast at Whammy's.
He watched the woman at the bar. From what Mello saw the brunette woman was in no danger unless from indigestion. Mello sighed impatient and pushed his food around his plate. Mello turned his attention back to his target. She had finished with her meal and stood to leave. Mello's phone vibrated and Mello answered the incoming call. "Did you find Ms. Whiters?" Matt's voice asked.
"Yes, she's just leaving a café," Mello answered.
"Don't let her see you," Matt advised.
"Duh… I'm not an idiot," came Mello's response. "How long do I have to follow this chick?"
The other side of the phone was silent for a moment. Soft bings came as Mello waited for Matt to respond. The blonde figured that the gamer had picked up some game. "I don't know how long you have to follow her. This is the first time Guardian is doing its job," Matt finally answered, making Mello jump slightly.
Mello sighed irritated, "Seriously Matt. I don't have the time to follow her everywhere." The blonde looked to the woman. She was walking on the sidewalk a skip to her step. Mello made sure to keep a good distance between her and him. "Do you even have an idea who would want to hurt her?" Mello asked frustrated.
The noise of gunshots blared over the phone. There was a sudden halt of sound and Matt answered, "Jessica is a banker. She has a fiancé…"
"So bank robbery or the fiancé is going to kill her," Mello interrupted. Matt made a noise of confirmation. Mello watched as the woman went into a bank. He waited at the corner of the bank for several minutes. A couple of people stared at him as they entered and Mello decided that he was being too conspicuous. The blonde went into the nearby stores trying to watch everyone that came into the bank. After a couple of hours of window shopping and being kicked out of stores for loitering, Mello's target finally began her trip home.
Mello followed behind. The sun was starting to set and the streetlights flickered on one by one. This made Mello more focused and more aware of who else was on the streets. The brunette woman still unaware that she was being followed opened the door into her house and turned on the lights. Mello sighed now really frustrated that he wasted an entire day following the woman for nothing to happen and he turned to leave.
As he was walking away a man bumped into him. Mello turned to tell the guy off when he noticed how jittery the other was walking. Mello watched as the man walked to the woman's door and knocked. The strange man seemed calm enough, but curious Mello called Matt. The phone rang twice and Matt answered, "Anything happen?"
"Hello, Matt. I'm doing fine," Mello said annoyed that the gamer didn't ask how he was doing. "No, nothing is happening this woman is boring." Matt just hummed to himself.
"Maybe I need to iron out some bugs. Just keep following her while I try to figure this out," Matt said.
Mello was about to object, but Matt hung up the phone. The blonde growled and was tempted to throw down his phone. The object of his annoyance buzzed softly. Mello looked to see Guardian's number. "Asset: Mihael Keehl. Traits: Hot-headed, Impatient, Volatile. Possibility of Admin endangerment: 85%." Mello assuming that "Admin" was Matt couldn't argue with the percentages seeing as he wanted to strangle the computer nerd. The phone vibrated again, "Three o'clock."
Mello turned in the direction Guardian indicated. Walking down the street was a man in a large overcoat. While he pondered the importance of this man, his phone vibrated again. "James Tibus. Known drug dealer. Threat to Jessica Whiters: 97%"
"What does Jessica have to do with a drug dealer?" Mello asked the phone angrily pausing to wonder how strange he looked. Mello put his phone away and followed the drug dealer. The man in the overcoat reached into his pocket and pulled out a hand gun. Mello reached for his Glock and cleared his throat. "I wouldn't do that if I were you," the blonde Whammy said holding up his gun.
The man slowly lowered his gun to the floor. Mello walked up to it and kicked it aside. "Are you a cop?" the drug dealer asked narrowing his eyes at Mello.
"No," Mello answered seriously, "What are you doing here?"
"I'm not telling," the man's response came.
Mello shrugged, "I didn't care much anyways." The blonde Whammy pulled the trigger. The gunshot broke the quiet of the neighborhood. The would-be killer jerked once when the bullet hit his forehead before falling to the ground. Mello put his gun away and wiped his hands on his legs.
He turned to leave as he called Matt again. "Hey Matt. I got the man," Mello said as the ringing stopped.
"So who was it?" Matt asked.
"Some suspected drug dealer," Mello answered as he made his way to his car. He opened the door and plopped in.
"Did he say why he was going to kill the couple?" Matt asked.
"No. He told me he wouldn't answer so I killed him," Mello said, "His name is James Tibus."
Mello could hear rapid typing. "I'll talk to you when you get back," Matt finally said. Mello hung up and started his car.
DN~DN~DN~
L watched as the lights in the hall flickered off, so the only light came from an emergency light. Watari was beside him and was starting to walk down the dimly lit hall. With the lights and cameras off, L felt confident as he made his way to meet with a very interesting criminal.
Watari opened the heavy door and L padding inside with his untied sneakers. The cameras in this room were also shut off, but the room remained fully lit. The lone figure in the room was chained to a small metal table. He sat in a metal chair and gave L a menacing grin. "Look. It's the almighty L," the figure mocked with his face that looked so similar to L's.
L didn't say anything to the crazed killer. He was trying to wrap his head around the thought that one of his successors could commit such a terrible crime. "Nothing to say," BB continued, "You can't face the monster you created."
"B, I may have created a monster, but you are the one you unleased it," L said standing to leave. BB started to laugh manically. L turned to the former Whammy.
"Your time is short detective," the prisoner said.
L turned back to the door and continued his retreat.
DN~DN~DN~
"So what did the drug dealer have to do with that chick?" Mello asked as he slammed the door open to Matt's room.
"Thanks for knocking," Matt greeted sarcastically. He turned his computer chair to his computer monitor. He moved the mouse and pointed to a spread sheet. "While you were coming back, I did some digging. Our friendly drug dealer was Ms. Wither's soon-to-be brother-in-law. He was upset with her fiancé because he believe at he had altered their father's will.
"That's pointless," Mello said, "So crisis averted." Mello begun to leave the room, "I'm going to bed if you need me."
Matt turned to speak with his friend as the door slammed shut.