Chapter 57: Catch Of The Day
Chelsea took the box cutter and hurriedly cut the tape down the middle. It came finally. Something from home that more or less can't be found in the states; technically not legal to begin with.
"Chelsea, what is that?" Sunny looked on as she brought the contents of the package.
"Vegemite!" she squealed with joy as she showed the jars "Veggie what?" Geraldine sat down next to Sunny "It's a thing that we eat back home, I'm surprised my order came in" Chelsea grabbed four slices of toast. With a butter knife carefully spread the goop on the toast "What is it though?" Sunny looked at what she thought was a reddish brown jelly that could have been mistaken for caviar. It looked more gravy than jam. "This is the greatest anything you'll have, it's going to make your mouth melt" Chelsea handed the toast out to her friends. Sunny and Geraldine looked at what's supposed to be their meal. Geraldine sniffed her toast, the Vegemite smelled bitter. Sunny looked at it and couldn't understand the love for this goop. "Come on, eat it" Chelsea encouraged them. "Okay" Sunny sighed with hesitation "Do we have to do this?" Geraldine whispered to her "Well, if we don't then her feelings are probably going to get hurt. Or she's probably going to keep bugging us to keep trying it" Sunny carefully lifted the toast "May as well just get it over with".
"Okay, ready?" Chelsea lifted her toast "One," she begins the count "two, three". They all bit down on the toasted bread.
"Mm" Chelsea groaned as the flavors rocked her taste buds "Oh god, feels like there's a party in my mouth!" she crunches the toast "So what do you think?". Geraldine's face spelled something in a mix of disgust with sheer sickness. She painfully swallowed "Well, how was it?" Chelsea asked "What the fuck is that? Shit taste like fish balls" Geraldine grabbed a bottled water "It's not that bad, at least Sunny is enjoying it; aren't ya?". Sunny took several slow bites and carefully swallowed it. "Oh god" she breathed ragidily "That tasted so bitter" she wiped her mouth "Like salty meat and I don't know what else, my taste buds feel like their going to explode" Sunny grabbed a water bottle and chugged it "Well at least you weren't saying anything bad" "That's gonna change if that stuff gives me indigestion" Sunny gulped another mouthful of water.
Sunny's phone vibrates.
She reads the text.
"Looks like Pierce has a mission for us, he's calling a meeting"
"Do we have to? Can't we just and enjoy this wonderful delicacy?" Chelsea posed with her Vegemite like a model would pose with a brand new type of face cream. "If it's better than that salty shit then I'm in" Geraldine grabbed her keys "You two don't know what you're missing out" Chelsea took another bite of Vegemite covered toast "Come on already, we got a job to do" Sunny ordered "Eat your goop covered bread and come on".
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"Take a seat" Pierce ordered as he prepped the screen "So what's this about? You said it was important" Sunny looked at the screen. "Just let me-there we go" the screen.
"We have a situation, algorithms detected something in the shadows" he explains "What, an alien invasion?" Chelsea stupidly asked "No smart ass" Pierce pulled up the image of the target. "This is Jonas Fletch" a clean cut man with sandy blonde hair appeared.
Height: 5'8
Eye Color:Green
"Isn't he like an entrepreneur? Like with building parts for computers and things in engineering?" Sunny looked at the picture "He is" Pierce answered "Amassed a fortune but the thing is recently though, he's gotten into a side business". Geraldine raised her hand "What kind of business?" "From what we gathered, he's managed to create blue prints on how to make SCUD missile parts".
"Missile? You're saying that this guy's been doing a side job to make extra cash?" Chelsea put her feet up on the desk "A SCUD is usually big but he managed to create a blue print on a more smaller design, according to a source he sold one to a buyer somewhere in Los Santos. Right now we don't exactly who bought it but it's believed that person is waiting for a final payment from Fletch.
From what I learned Fletch has been stalling with the payment, a guess might be that he's trying to get more money out of the deal".
"Do you know who the buyer is?" Sunny asked "No but Fletch knows, federal law enforcement couldn't pick up anything on wiretaps. Any time they assume they got something on him his lawyer just helps him out. To everyone he's just an honest businessman. His lawyer always bails him out; not this time" Pierce grimly remarked "He likes to throw parties, he's been known to spend a lot when something goes his way. The three of you are going to go by helicopter and you're going to crash the party. He's throwing it at the Von Crastenburg Hotel, roof. You're going to have to take out his security. Make sure not to kill him, otherwise we may not be able to find the buyer.
He hands a pair of olive green fatigues to Sunny and Geraldine "You got to look the part" along with tan tactical vests and tan helmets "Here are your code names for the remainder of your time with me".
"Queen one" he points to Sunny.
"Queen two" he then points to Geraldine.
"Queen three" he points last to Chelsea.
"Why am I Queen three?" Chelsea annoyingly asked "Because you're the third one of the group" Pierce sarcastically pointed out "Who cares if you're number three" Sunny tells her "That's easy for you to say because you're number one" Chelsea sneers "How about we switch? she proposed "I'm Queen one and you'll be Queen three; that sounds fair".
"No we're not going to do that" Sunny tells her "Come on! That's fair!" "Go wait by the chopper" she ordered "But-But-!" "No, go wait". Like a spoiled child Chelsea huffed and marched outside "See what I have to put up with?".
Fifteen minutes later they came out dressed in their disguises. "Well you two took long enough" Chelsea huffed "Bite me" Sunny barked as she put her helmet on "Alright let's get goin'" Geraldine handed Sunny her a P90. She took a silenced MP-5. Chelsea starts the helicopter
"When you bring him back we're going to have some other people take him to another location" Pierce hurried out of the way.
The helicopter takes off.
They flew over the desert. The wind flowed through the open the chopper "So that guy is something" Chelsea radioed "Well we're working for him, may as well get used to him acting all mysterious and whatnot" Sunny tells her "Shit man that guy is kinda, you know, shady Geraldine looked at Sunny "Like I said if anything happens then it falls on me, nothing is going to come back to you two" Sunny promised "Besides at least we're bonding as team mates" Sunny sarcastically retorts "Oh yeah, kidnappin' some fool because he sellin' some secret bomb shit is differently the spirit of teamwork" Geraldine comically remarked.
"Well who's better at getting into shit shows than us?" Chelsea maneuvered past the Vinewood sign "Hey I wonder what would happen if we dropped by your place in this. What would your girlfriend say if this was parked in front of your house?" Chelsea asked "Then she'll be yelling what the fuck is this thing doing in our driveway and she's going to be asking why I'm dressed like a lesbian commando" Sunny quipped.
After fifteen minutes they near the location. "Alright, remember if there's any security take them out. Don't kill the fucker otherwise we're not going to find that buyer" Sunny tightened her helmet "Got it" Geraldine adjusted her helmet.
"Time to crash this party" Sunny readies her P90 "Lower her down" she ordered.
The party goers exclaim and curse as the helicopter drops off it's passengers. "Hey! What the hell are you doing! Get that thing out of here!" Fletch hollered "Jonas Fletch you're coming with us!" Sunny pointed her P90 at him "Shit!" he starts to run. Sunny quickly shots him in the leg. The party goers panic and run to the exit. Geraldine hurriedly zip tied his hands behind his back "Get the fuck off of me! I got rights!" he yells. Several shots whiz past their heads "Shit! Take them out!" Sunny shoots a guard. Geraldine and Sunny shoot back together.
More guards came up. Sunny reloaded the magazine on top of the rifle "Shit, there's a lot more than expected!" Geraldine quickly dispatched a couple of guards "Guess he paid his money's worth for security!" Sunny shoots a guard dead "Hey, trying not to hurry you two up but we got to move!" Chelsea radioed. Sunny removed Fletch's shirt and wrapped it around his bloodied leg.
"Pick him up and let's get out of here" Sunny ordered. They boarded the chopper and take off. "Argh! You motherfuckers, who the hell do you think?! I'll have my lawyer on your asses so fast you'll be eating take out for the rest of your fucking lives!".
"We're not cops ass face, you have something that we need to find and we're going to make you talk one way or the other" Sunny bragged "Oh yeah, the motherfucker we work is probably gonna do some crazy shit to you, might be worth seein' what he does to you" Geraldine smacks him in the head "You think those fuckers that you shot were my only security" "What are you talking about?" Sunny asked "Uh we have two inbound" Chelsea chimed in "Jesus, try to lose them" Sunny ordered. Chelsea turned towards the downtown region "Uh is this safe?" Sunny tried to hold on. People down below watched as the choppers chased the chopper in front. Automatic gunfire hit them "Shit!" Chelsea cursed "What the-? Hey girl look at this" Geraldine pulled out an M-60 "Holy shit, may as well use it".
Sunny aligned the bullet belt and closed the top. She cocked the bolt "Okay here goes!".
She blast the first chopper. The gun burst were loud. She wondered if this these were the type of weapons she was going to be using while in the service of a shadow agent. The rain of bullets hit the pilot and it looses control. She shoots the other chopper, the casings fly as she hits the second chopper. It catches fire and spins into a death spiral. "Alright that takes care of the tail".
"I don't know who you cunts think you are but I got fucking rights!" he yelled "You have rights but you also have the right to shut the fuck up, be lucky we just didn't just kill you. Someone back at base says he has a few questions for you and you're going to answer him when you see him" Sunny smacked his head "I'm not going to say anything! I'm tougher than any of combined!".
"Base this is Queen three, we have the package ready for delivery. How do you copy? Over" "Queen three you're cleared for drop off over".
The helicopter landed as the desert dust picked up by the gust. Pierce stepped out as Fletch was dragged out "Jonas Fletch, we need to talk" "Fuck you! I'll have my lawyer on you! Just you wait!" he threatened "I think your lawyer is going to sit this one out" Pierce watched as two masked men in black combat fatigues covered Fletch's head with a burlap sack. He struggled as he was shoved him into the back of supply van. The van took off.
Where to? The answer would be unknown.
"We'll let you know how this goes, good job" he complemented.
"I got to get out of this" Sunny and Geraldine went to change back into their clothes.
They came back out with a sense of what went on today.
"So what do you think is going to happen to him?" Chelsea asked "Don't want to know" Sunny answered "Well I guess that's the price of business" Geraldine put her sunglasses on "Let's get out of here, the sooner the better" "Can we-?"
"No, let's just go".
Ghost. That's the one way to describe the person who was working with them.
Classified was what they were all going to hearing for a while.
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