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Chapter 166

The bell above the door tinkled and Odell, who was busy sweeping up the left-over hair from his last client called out: "I'll be with you in a minute," and got a: "Are you Odell Martin?" back.

He turned, because that was a woman's voice, and was mildly surprised to find a woman standing there staring at him, which was strange because he was a barber, this was a barber shop and she did not have a guy with her. Not one who needed a cut, nor did she have one that was sport a do by him that she didn't approve from. The woman standing at the door had a pleasant looking smile on her face, but her eyes… they were this ice white-blue. A wolf in a pretty girl's clothing, if he had ever seen one.

"Uh… yes… I'm…"

She turned and quickly locked the door, slammed her purse down on the floor and when she turned that pretty and pleasant smile was gone, the ice blue eyes were a dark stormy blue and the glare on her face had him take a step back. On the outside she looked like a surfer girl. Waves of red blonde hair cascading over her shoulder, shorts, tank top, converse, it was the high end purse she had just dropped on the floor that told him that this girl had serious money. Didn't explain why she was in his shop though. Or why she was so fucking mad.

"Okay, what the fuck is your problem buddy?" she snapped storming forward. "What the hell did I ever do to you huh?"

"I'm sorry… I'm not sure…"

"I'm Rowan Pierce!" she near hollered and he collapsed to his barber chair in a shocked panic. He looked her up and down, surprised. Because when he pictured Rowan Pierce, this doll like figure was not what he saw in his mind. "And don't you fucking ask me if I'm really Rowan Pierce because I'll slap you silly if you do."

He took in that warning and nodded. This was because he talked to law enforcement about her, they must have come for her… which made no sense cause he thought that she worked with Five-0 not against them. And he had said literally nothing to incriminate her, he merely offered them a shortcut. Instead of farming out info from strangers, why not go straight to source?

"Now I want you to look me in the eye tell me everything you told my boyfriend this morning and I want to know why you did it."

That was her boyfriend.

Aw shit.

Wait… which one was her boyfriend? The tubby one or the hot one? Neither had mentioned a girlfriend, but he was pretty sure the tubby one had a wedding ring. Plus, pretty girl like her, would obviously be with the hot one… unless she went for a different type. Either way he didn't have enough info to make a sound judgement on which guy she was talking about.

"Okay… now wait a second… I didn't know that was your… he never mentioned that he was romantically attached…"

"Yeah he never does," she said with a huff.

"Well that doesn't seem right, pretty girl like you, he should be proud to show you off," he said feeling actual sympathy for her.

But instead of her agreeing with him her eyes narrowed at him instead. "Yeah, well when people like you go off about how I'm a monster and the whole underworld is terrified of me, he gets a little… freaked out. Now stop getting off track. What did you say? Why did you say it? Why did I come up? Go."

"Okay… uh… well… for starters… you came up cause he was looking for someone in particular, and everyone knows that Five-0 and you are… you know, working together or whatever. So I asked why he didn't ask you. And then his partner asked what a girl could do and uh… well… you know he needed to be taught some respect. So, I told him a few of the rumours I heard."

"Like what?"

"Like… that even though you and your brother aren't talking right now he's still looking out for you cause you have this inability to stay out of Five-0 cases. That uh… that… Wo Fat can be reasoned with, but you are merciless and more ruthless than him. That… that saying your name can clear a room… that… that people left the island so they wouldn't bump into you…"

"You told him I was a monster."

"I didn't use those words."

"No, you just implied it."

Odell stared at her. She was really hung up on that monster thing. Which meant one of the law enforcement guys had said that to her, had taken his words and put that label on her. He quickly realized that… well… the girl was upset. He had obviously caused relationship problems. And well… he figured it was fair that she was upset at him for that, and he also figured he could easily talk her down, provided she hadn't put his name into her app already.

"I'm sorry. But you know… none of that is a bad thing. That's all really impressive," he offered. "I mean… look at you. You look so unimposing… or at least you did until you started yelling at me, that's a major asset, having that kind of rep and looking like you. No one would ever guess you were the Rowan Pierce."

"None of that really matters when the people you care about think you're a monster," she answered bitterly. And there was that word again. Who the hell had called her a monster, cause he hadn't. Her phone chimed and she picked it up. She half laughed. "I knew it. Ha, I knew she was Zednick! That bitch… she's at the… with Kono… and the one guy who knows who she is. Fuck. Great… now I gotta deal with this." She went to walk away before turning back and pointing him. "Keep your fucking nose out of my business and don't you ever talk to Steven McGarrett about me again. I swear I will go all Godfather on you if you do!"

Odell watched her leave and let out his breath surprised he lived through an interaction with Rowan Pierce, not many could say they had done that. But now he knew. He was right. Rowan Pierce was dating the hot cop.

H5O-H5O-H5O-H5O

They were talking shop about Emil Hossa the man Roman was pretending to be. They were hoping that when they learned more about him, they'd learn more about his network. It was into this conversation that a guard with a dog walked in.

"Sorry, Commander, this guy says he needs to speak with you."

Steve turned to see Odell, their informant/Steve's hairdresser for the day, coming in with the guard and the dog that seemed very, very interested in him.

"Hey," McGarrett cried as Odell struggled to keep the dog at bay. "Marcus, what's with the dog?"

"He cross-trained in explosives and narcotics and while we didn't find either on him, I suspect he may have had some pakalolo in his pocket at some point."

Odell turned to Steve completely offended and Steve just sighed. "Relax. Okay, I got him," he said and Marcus nodded and took himself and the dog out of the offices. "Thanks Marcus!"

Odell looked around. "Five-0 Bat cave, huh?"

"Guys, meet, uh, Odell Martin," Morrison announced to them. They all said hi but Steve wasn't in the mood.

"What's going on?"

"I hear you boys took down some big target this afternoon, huh? That right?"

"Where'd you hear that?" Steve asked.

"I got my sources," he answered illusively. Steve just scowled it better not have been Rowan. "So is that true? You guys bag Roman?"

"We are confirming, but, yeah, it looks that way," Morrison answered for them.

"And let me guess, he was using the name, Emil Hossa?"

"Okay, wait a minute. Seriously, where are you getting your information?" Steve snapped but Odell just shook his head.

"That's not important," he said. "What is important is that you guys know that there's chatter going around that Roman's using a decoy. And the decoy's name is Emil Hossa."

"So, you're telling us the guy we took down ain't Roman?" Chin asked.

"That's what I'm telling you," he said and then he turned to Steve. "Hey by the way, I really don't appreciate you telling that Pitbull that I gave you info…"

"Pitbull? What… what are you…"

"Your girl. Rowan. Swung by my shop like half an hours ago. Chewed me out for mentioning her to you, said I caused some problems or something. And I gotta say… what the hell dude? If I had known you'd snitch to her, McGarrett, I wouldn't have told you a thing."

Steve just stood there staring at him. "I'm sorry… did you just call my girlfriend a Pitbull? Do you need me to punch you?"

"What else are you gonna call a girl like that. She has bark and bite! Everyone knows not to call that girl's bluff cause she doesn't fucking play around. That girl has an unlimited network at her fingertips. She says my name to any of her brother's friends and I'm a goner, and you're going around accosting her over things I said. Are you trying to get me killed?" he cried, and then he got real serious for a moment as he added: "And which one of you assholes called her a monster huh? That got her really upset, and I never said she was monster, so whoever said it is gonna have to tell her that they didn't get that from me!"

Everyone was staring at them now. Morrison looked surprised. "Wait… this is… Rowan… red haired, purple-pastel GTO, beach bunny Rowan? That Rowan. That Rowan is the Rowan. Brutal, Ruthless, crazy don't fuck with cause she'll get her brother's friends to kill you, Rowan. That Rowan. That Rowan is your Rowan?"

"Yeah you better watch what you say cause she's the reason your family's alive…"

"And word on the street is she's gunning for Roman."

Steve turned to Odell again eyes wide. "WHAT?!"

"Yeah, uh… I told her I wouldn't talk to you again, not about her, and I don't know what she means by go Godfather on you so if I tell you what I know, you gotta keep it on the DL," he warned. When Steve nodded he said: "I already knew that she put an alert off on her app for info on Roman, with the direct message of she's gunning for him."

"What does that mean?" Morrison asked.

"That's she's mad. Generally if Rowan's felt the need to look into you she's either trying to hire you or kill you, those are the only two options. Or at least, the only two options she's ever used. The last guy she sent out a request for info on ended up with a bullet in the skull. Kidnapped some girl, we heard," Odell said and everyone turned to Grover. They all knew exactly which guy that was. "Anyway, she came by the shop, got an alert on her phone, went on about how she knew it and that the bitch was gonna get it. A couple of minutes after she left a last message was sent out, no one is to help Roman, she's been officially excommunicated. Everyone on the island and on that network, which is like… almost everyone… isn't going to touch her with a ten-foot pole."

"I'm sorry, she put info for Roman through her app? She said she wouldn't do…" Steve suddenly trailed off. "Wait a second. Did you say she? As in, Rowan said she was gonna get it?"

"Yeah, that's what she said. Pretty sure that meant…" Odell trailed off, because Steve was shaking his head. He already knew what that meant. He checked his phone, missed call from Rowan. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

"Danielle," Steve whispered. "Oh god. It's Danielle. Rowan recognized Danielle and couldn't remember from where."

"Wait… how would Rowan recognize her if she doesn't do business and Roman is one of Wo Fat's competitors?" Morrison asked but was ignored.

"Fuck. Fuck. She was dreaming right and I ignored her," Steve cried. "We have to get to that hospital NOW!"

"What the hell is happening?" Morrison called as Steve raced for the door.

So it was up to Grover to say: "Well, if her previous patterns are anything to go by, I'm guessing the beach bunny's going after our illusive criminal."

H5O-H5O-H5O-H5O

Kono got off the elevator, threw her coffee cup in the garbage unable to stomach any more with the weight on her shoulders and when she looked up she saw Dekker being pushed very quickly down the hallway by Rowan.

A lot of questions came to mind at that moment. Starting with how Rowan got onto a secured floor and ending with what the hell were they running from that got her so scared?

"She's here! Roman is here!" Dekker called as they got close. Kono thought they'd stop by her but Rowan pushed him right past her and to the elevator.

"ROMAN IS A WOMAN!" Rowan shouted at her. "ROMAN IS THAT BLACK HAIRED CHICK!"

Kono didn't need to be told twice. Firstly cause if Rowan felt she needed to intervene then whatever vision or dream she had was real and happening now, and secondly because Danielle… or apparently Roman appeared gun drawn ready to shoot them. Kono pulled her gun and fired off a few to keep Roman from shooting at them. And for a while it worked but eventually Roman began to shoot back and then they were all scrambling to get into the elevator.

Rowan got the door open pushed Dekker in and then tugged Kono in after them. She frantically pushed the close door button as bullets narrowed missed them as they ricocheted off of the doors. When the doors finally shut they all took a deep breath.

Kono turned to Rowan. "What are you doing here?" she asked. She wasn't impressed, having to worry about Dekker who was injured was bad enough but now she had to worry about Rowan too and she didn't really want to deal with app shenanigans or her visions today.

"I… well… I used the app to get info. Got confirmation on who Roman was, once I had that I realized you would need help."

"So why didn't you call Steve."

"I did but he has a case so obviously he didn't pick up. And before your ask, neither did you."

Kono sighed. Yeah she was really regretting not picking up that call now, but she thought that Rowan was going to annoy her about Adam or the wedding and she hadn't wanted to deal with that either.

"Okay, well I'm going to need you to play this one safe. You're going to stay with Dekker, get him to McGarrett, and I'll…" she had more to say, but suddenly all the lights went out and elevator jerked to a stop. They had just lost power.

They were stuck in the elevator. Dekker began to hyperventilate but while Kono was looking for a way to get them out, Rowan, Rowan stepped forward.

"I think… I think I got this," she whispered.

Rowan put her hands to the door and though Kono saw flashes or sparks of that electric orange she was terrified of the doors didn't open. Instead the elevator dropped causing all of them to jostle, and for Rowan to practically fall over.

Once the elevator stopped moving Rowan let out her breath. "Okay… that wasn't supposed to happen. I must have… I must have pulled the wrong string."

Kono didn't have time for that. She pried a handle bar off the wall, swept Rowan aside before she could do anymore crazy electrical shit and used it to open the door. The elevator was floor level, which was not where they fell, if Kono had to guess, the electrical shock Rowan had set off must have put them on the ground instead of being stuck half way. But she didn't have time to thank her, Rowan was already pushing Dekker out of the elevator. They ran down the hair together, Rowan pushing Dekker in his wheel chair to the nearest exit but the doors were all locked.

"I could try…" Rowan started but Kono barked: "We don't have time for your void shit, Rowan."

And Rowan fell silent, hurt shining in her eyes. She said nothing, but Kono knew she had hurt her friend's feelings, in fact, Kono was certain she had never yelled at Rowan before.

"What the hell is void shit?" Dekker asked, breaking the silence, but was ignored as Rowan looked away and Kono struggled with the doors.

"She must have crashed the entire wing," Kono murmured.

"What?" Dekker snapped, his arm cradling the side that had been shot… twice. He was being irritable and rude but he was in pain and scared and they got that.

"The hospital's prison section has it's own security system. If a lockdown is triggered, then all the entrances and exits automatically lock.

"So we're trapped?" he asked and Kono nodded.

"We need distractions…" Rowan whispered. "You… uh… you get him somewhere safe, I'm going to distract her."

Rowan went to run off but Kono grabbed her. "No, wait… if something happens to you…"

"Oh don't worry about it. This isn't my first hide and seek game with a deranged killer. It's time to put my monstrousness to good use," she said and then ran off, disappearing into the darkness. Kono watched her go, her heart cracking under the worry, because in no way did she want something to happen to Rowan and for her to think that they all thought she was monstrous.