Chris
"Why are you such a bane in my existence?!"
"Uh... guys..."
"And why are you such a pain in my ass?!"
"Guys..."
"You know, I'm going to make your life a living hell that you'll wish you never even agreed to be my partner!"
"Hello... Anyone?"
"Oh, puh-lease! You wish you never even met me once I get through with you!"
"Guys! We have to work here!"
"When I'm done with you that's exactly what I'm going to do!"
"Fine! Then I'll be living a happy kid knowing you'd be out of my life for good!"
"I'm going to slaughter you."
"I'm going to kill you."
"GUYS!"
~ o ~
That was probably the most confusing conversation. Well, let me rewind a bit about what happened before all of those cursing.
I was walking on my way home from school when my mom called. So she called us to Safe Haven... more like below it and she told us our mission. She called our team that currently consists of three and we were supposed to find a criminal. So Lucas I.D'd him and we were on our way.
He was last seen at a fancy hotel. His name was Charlie Stewart. He killed at least six people and had a criminal record in Jersey but was able to escape because of his gang friends and now he's in Los Angeles to spread his love for murder. Smart right?
Not.
And now we end up with me and Landon exchanging extreme profanities and curses with each other as if we did that every day (which we do) and Lucas trying to make us stop and was succeeding well (I was kidding about the last part).
We both turned our heads to Lucas who was red and breathless from yelling and had a deadly look on his face. Landon and I were fighting about which one should try to navigate the hidden cameras in order to spy on Charlie. And I have to say we were doing quite progress... Progress in fighting with each other, that is.
I know. I know. It's stupid to fight about some stupid hidden cameras but that's what we do every day. We hate each other and we don't have a problem with showing it. Okay... Maybe not hate. Just dislike. We dislike one another.
"We haven't even found the culprit yet but both of you are already ready to rip each other's head off," Lucas said.
"It's not my fault one of us here doesn't know how to navigate a computer," Landon mumbled.
"Oh, you mean you?" I challenged.
He glared at me and was about to say something when Lucas butted in.
"Look, guys. Can you continue this someplace else? We're still on a mission, you know." Lucas said in a scolding manner.
I sighed. "Right. Okay, so... Where is he?" I asked.
"Room 317 on the third floor," Lucas said.
I nodded and typed away in the computer the access to the security cameras of that floor. It showed an empty hallway with nothing but housekeeping.
"Someone has to get inside and act as housekeeping in order to get inside his room and plant a bug," I said, not taking my eyes off the screen.
"I'll do it!" Lucas said, happily.
Landon and I looked at him as if he had just grown a second head.
"What? I wanna go! It'll be awesome! Just... try not to kill each other while I'm gone." he said.
I snapped out of it and took a bug from a corner of the van. "Okay, so you put this bug beside his cellphone or something and press it. If it shows a red light then it's on." I instructed. "And when you come back, we'll be able to hear whatever he's saying to his caller. That way, we'll be able to track down his other gang mates. Got it?" I said to Lucas.
He nodded. "Yeah. Got it."
"And Lucas," Landon added.
"Yeah?"
"Don't get caught." Landon deadpanned.
He nodded with a smile and got out of the van. I sighed the minute the van door slid close.
"Let's just hope he stays true to his promises," I muttered.
Landon and I watched the screen monitoring Lucas' movements as he changed into his housekeeping uniform. And finally went to the third floor. He had a cart full of mops and brooms.
Lucas stopped right in front of room 317 and knocked. We watched as he waited for a few minutes. When we realized that there wasn't any answer he decided to knock again. What the hell is the matter with this kid?
"Oh, for the love of God. Hold on." Landon interrupted and started typing. That's when the door opened and we saw Lucas smile at the security camera.
Jerk.
He went inside and closed the door behind him and that was when I suddenly had a bad feeling. Something was turning in my stomach and I can't seem to sit still.
"I have a bad feeling about this, Landon," I whispered.
If he doesn't get out in the next 10 minutes, I'm going in.
~ o ~
10 minutes later:
"Why isn't the signal on yet? How long does it take to plant a bug? I mean, seriously?!" I complained.
"Chris, if you don't shut up, I'm not going to have second thoughts and use this tranquilizer on you." Landon threatened.
"Could you just please go up there and check on him. It's been ten minutes." I said.
Landon sighed. "Fine. If it'll shut you up," he said and left.
I watched as Landon entered the room himself and waited.
~ o ~
Another 10 minutes later:
Landon knew where to be seen, Lucas still hasn't gotten out and the bug still hasn't been planted. And to think one of the best agents in the agency is one of those people who still hasn't gotten out.
I wouldn't want to admit it but... I was starting to worry. I sighed and started tapping my fingers. This is so not good for my ADHD.
Instead of going in as Landon and Lucas did, I called one of their phones (Landon's phone actually).
But Landon wasn't the one who answered.
"Landon? Hello?"
"Ah. So we have another agent lurking around." the voice was husky and dangerous. It was deep and... I don't know... annoying.
Definitely not Landon's.
Landon's voice may be annoying, husky, dangerous, and... hot (Don't tell him I said that.) but not like this. I'd recognize Landon's voice anywhere.
"Who are you?" I asked as if stupid.
He chuckled. "Oh, come on now little agent. You know exactly who I am. 100 000 dollars before the end of the day or your partner and your geek gets a bullet in the head." he said and hung up.
This is why my mother assigned me a partner. Because I never take threats seriously. I usually just laugh at them but I get the job done anyway. I sighed and slammed my phone on the keyboard.
I contacted my mom through the monitor by pressing a button that would directly show us the Agency. My mom showed up on one of the screens.
"I need your help," I said directly.
~ o ~
"100 000 dollars?!" My mom screeched.
"Yes or else they're going to kill Landon and Lucas," I said keeping a straight face.
She shook her head. "We're not going to give it to them," she said after a while.
"What?!" I yelled. "What are we supposed to do?! Just let them die?" I snapped.
"Nope. Because we're going to give them something else," she said with a knowing grin.
The grin that I know all too well. This can't be good...