Into the Shadows: Chapter 4 Part 2
Chapter 4 Part 2
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“You must be crazy. Do you think I am going to pay you millions for a list of names? This meeting is over!” Senator Stevens rose clumsily from his chair, holding the Flash drive out to him.
“Senator, I guarantee you that I am perfectly sane. And yes, you will pay.” Lin snapped his fingers and one of his large guards jumped forward, coming to his boss’ side. He mumbled some instructions in Chinese, and the guard was released, striding over to the small group and snatching a surprised Martin by the shoulder. He half-dragged Martin across the deck, presenting him to his master.
“The receipt, young man?” Lin held out his hand expectantly.
Martin hurriedly produced an envelope from his pocket, handing it over to Lin’s perfectly manicured hands.
“It’s been a pleasure doing business with you, Senator Stevens,” he said, raising himself slowly out of his chair. “Chen will show you out.”
The man stepped forward, gesturing for the group to follow him. Chen lead them back to the side of the large yacht, where they clambered, one by one, back onto the less impressive vessel.
Senator Stevens’ yacht departed and moved quietly through the now-dark water, making its way back to the glittering lights of Miami.
The Senator resumed his position in the leather chair next to the window and was absentmindedly clinking the ice in his glass once again. Noticing the glass was empty; he reached for the decanter, but realized that it too, was empty.
“Martin.” He was waving the decanter in the air. “Go get this filled up for me. And Maggie, sugar, why don’t you load up this drive and see what we’ve got.” He spoke more sweetly to Margaret.
“Yes sir!” they both answered simultaneously, rushing to appease him.
Martin hurriedly left the room while Margaret pulled a chair and table next to the Senator. She set a sleek laptop on the table and opened it, settling herself into the chair. She plugged the small drive into the laptop and began to open the files.
“Well, sir, it looks like the lists are broken down by state. Oh, and here, also Washington, D.C.,” she said, pointing out the list of folders on the screen. “What exactly are we looking for then?”
“I am very much hoping you will be able to help me figure that out, Miss Maggie,” he drawled, patting her hand. Maggie smiled uncomfortably. “Well, go ahead and open that Washington, D.C. file. We know a lot of people there. Maybe it will give us a clue.”
Margaret clicked on the folder and up popped a document.
The first name on the list read:
Ackemann, Martin
102 W. 9th Street
Washington, D.C., 20013
Married: No Age: 29
Employer: Assistant to U.S. Senator Wendell Stevens
Ability: Mind Reader
“What does this mean, sir?” Margaret’s brows furrowed in confusion.
Senator Stevens said nothing, his jaw dropped slightly in a stunned silence. At that moment, the door opened and Martin came into the room, carrying the newly filled decanter and a tray topped with freshly baked chocolate chip cookies.
“Felipe just finished these. He thought we could use some chocolate.” He set the decanter and the tray of cookies gently down on the table, failing to notice the other two staring at him intently, eyes wide. He looked up and jumped back a little.
“What’s going on?” he asked cautiously, his hand nervously toying with his loosened necktie. “Why are you staring at me like that?”
“Because, Martin, you’re the first name on this list that I just received from my associate. He said the people on this list might know something about the Righteous Front that could help us. Judging by the ability listed here on this sheet — Mind Reader — it appears you know way more about a lot of things than we could have ever expected. But first we need to know whose side you’re on. Well, Martin?” They continued to stare at him, now sitting slightly forward in their chairs peering through the thick tension in the air.
Martin instantly paled, looking as if he might be sick.
“Sir, I…uh… I can explain,” he stuttered.
“I certainly hope so.” The Senator smiled smugly, relaxing back into his chair, but not before grabbing a cookie from the tray and taking a big bite.
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“You must be crazy. Do you think I am going to pay you millions for a list of names? This meeting is over!” Senator Stevens rose clumsily from his chair, holding the Flash drive out to him.
“Senator, I guarantee you that I am perfectly sane. And yes, you will pay.” Lin snapped his fingers and one of his large guards jumped forward, coming to his boss’ side. He mumbled some instructions in Chinese, and the guard was released, striding over to the small group and snatching a surprised Martin by the shoulder. He half-dragged Martin across the deck, presenting him to his master.
“The receipt, young man?” Lin held out his hand expectantly.
Martin hurriedly produced an envelope from his pocket, handing it over to Lin’s perfectly manicured hands.
“It’s been a pleasure doing business with you, Senator Stevens,” he said, raising himself slowly out of his chair. “Chen will show you out.”
The man stepped forward, gesturing for the group to follow him. Chen lead them back to the side of the large yacht, where they clambered, one by one, back onto the less impressive vessel.
Senator Stevens’ yacht departed and moved quietly through the now-dark water, making its way back to the glittering lights of Miami.
The Senator resumed his position in the leather chair next to the window and was absentmindedly clinking the ice in his glass once again. Noticing the glass was empty; he reached for the decanter, but realized that it too, was empty.
“Martin.” He was waving the decanter in the air. “Go get this filled up for me. And Maggie, sugar, why don’t you load up this drive and see what we’ve got.” He spoke more sweetly to Margaret.
“Yes sir!” they both answered simultaneously, rushing to appease him.
Martin hurriedly left the room while Margaret pulled a chair and table next to the Senator. She set a sleek laptop on the table and opened it, settling herself into the chair. She plugged the small drive into the laptop and began to open the files.
“Well, sir, it looks like the lists are broken down by state. Oh, and here, also Washington, D.C.,” she said, pointing out the list of folders on the screen. “What exactly are we looking for then?”
“I am very much hoping you will be able to help me figure that out, Miss Maggie,” he drawled, patting her hand. Maggie smiled uncomfortably. “Well, go ahead and open that Washington, D.C. file. We know a lot of people there. Maybe it will give us a clue.”
Margaret clicked on the folder and up popped a document.
The first name on the list read:
Ackemann, Martin
102 W. 9th Street
Washington, D.C., 20013
Married: No Age: 29
Employer: Assistant to U.S. Senator Wendell Stevens
Ability: Mind Reader
“What does this mean, sir?” Margaret’s brows furrowed in confusion.
Senator Stevens said nothing, his jaw dropped slightly in a stunned silence. At that moment, the door opened and Martin came into the room, carrying the newly filled decanter and a tray topped with freshly baked chocolate chip cookies.
“Felipe just finished these. He thought we could use some chocolate.” He set the decanter and the tray of cookies gently down on the table, failing to notice the other two staring at him intently, eyes wide. He looked up and jumped back a little.
“What’s going on?” he asked cautiously, his hand nervously toying with his loosened necktie. “Why are you staring at me like that?”
“Because, Martin, you’re the first name on this list that I just received from my associate. He said the people on this list might know something about the Righteous Front that could help us. Judging by the ability listed here on this sheet — Mind Reader — it appears you know way more about a lot of things than we could have ever expected. But first we need to know whose side you’re on. Well, Martin?” They continued to stare at him, now sitting slightly forward in their chairs peering through the thick tension in the air.
Martin instantly paled, looking as if he might be sick.
“Sir, I…uh… I can explain,” he stuttered.
“I certainly hope so.” The Senator smiled smugly, relaxing back into his chair, but not before grabbing a cookie from the tray and taking a big bite.
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Okay, this is my favorite line, that last one. "The Senator smiled smugly, relaxing back into his chair, but not before grabbing a cookie from the tray and taking a big bite." I love stuff like this!
ReplyDeleteJust awesome, Karly!
xoxo -- Hilary
Aw thanks girl! I'm so happy you're reading it! Much love!
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