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[Bardiche]

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FBI headquarters, Washington DC

"This is how it will work out." FBI director Stan Morehouse told the peaple that had gathered in the conference room. He looked at Devlin with a smile that didn't reach his eyes. He didn't like Agent Devlin one bit but he respected his ability to blend in everywhere. The man had a very common face. It was only when looking him straight in the eyes that you saw the glint of purpose. His dark red hair and green eyes was a sign if his irish heritage. None of it showed in his voice. Devlin sounded like the average american from New York. But Stan knew that Devlin could change his accent at the blink of a eye.

After the talk with Devlins boss in New York, Stan knew that changing roles was in the agents nature. David Mills had even told him that he was worried that Devlin might be unable to turn it of. Devlin had played different roles to long and Mills was afraid that the man had lost himself somewhere along the way.

Devlin was 32 years old and had been in FBI for 10 of them. When he was 20 years old his father had been kidnapped by a terrorist cell. His father, a FBI agent that had been undercover, dissapeared. Devlin hadn't believed the lies that he had been told and made an own investigation. He found the terrorists and infiltrated them. On a boat owned by one of the ringleaders he had seen his fathers tortured and dead body. To be able to survive among the terrorists he had not reacted to the sight even as he screamed inside. He couldn't allow himself to cry. Even after the terrorists was apprehended by the authorities he couldn't cry. 1 year later he was contacted by his fathers boss David Mills and was asked to join the Bureau. Right after he started his training.

Stan Morehouse looked down at the papers in front of him. "Paul Warner is a major threat to our country. We know that he are planning something, but not what." Stan look at Devlin. "This is where you will use your skills." He say with a slight smile. "This is Julia Warner." He put down a photograph in front of Devlin. "She are his wife. We do not know if she are involved but we don't think so." Stan sigh deeply. "From the intel we got it is more likely that she may be a target than a accomplice to her husband." He look at the other agents. "All here know that Paul Warner is aiming to be the president of USA one day. Something that we can't allow." He turn to Devlin again.

"That is why you will get to know Julia Warner. To find out what her husband is up to. If she don't know she can be a way to get into Paul Warners circle." He smile slightly.

 

[Arnemetia]

Julia was a young late twenties woman, with brown curly hair and green eyes, delicate face but beautiful curves. Paul met her at a business party in her father's house. Paul was very bright when he choosen Julia as wife, her father was a rich business man. She was an excellent business lawyer. Julia wasnt working since a year, cause she loose their baby at 5 months pregnant. She asked to stay home and work for Paul. He was so patient and wonderful with her. The perfect couple.

But...one day she discovered a secret room in their home and there was all the fraud files that involved Paul...and more...She didnt say a word and none saw her, but Julia was nervous and afraid for her security. It was last Wednesday.

Today, Friday, Paul said he would go golfing with some collegues, kissed her like usually and left. Julia decided to buy some food to the grocery. As she was walking... she was almost hit by a truck and fall on the ground, she start running in a direction and arrived in an end of street...

 

[Bardiche]

It was a warm day and Devlin wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand. He watched Julia Warner as she walked down the street on the sidewalk. He had followed her for a couple of minutes now. He had chosen to wear black shorts and a white t-shirt for the warm day. Unfortunately he had no way to conceal a shoulder holster so he had to do without. He didn't expect any danger to his safety anyway.

The danger came. But was not directed at him. The truck arrived to quickly for him to react. He was to far behind the woman to get to her in time as she crossed the street. He started to run toward where the truck had hit her. She was not in his sight and he cursed loudly. A bad start to his job.

The truck moved on and to his relief Devlin saw her stand up. Obviously not harmed. She ran to the end of the street and stood on the sidewalk. Devlin kept running and stopped in front of her.

"Are you alright?" He asked as he looked after the speeding truck. He saw Kelsey standing a bit away. He just nodded at the truck moving away and Kelsey took up his cell phone reporting the incident to the headquarters.

 

[Arnemetia]

It was a warm day and Devlin wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand. He watched Julia Warner as she walked down the street on the sidewalk. He had followed her for a couple of minutes now. He had chosen to wear black shorts and a white t-shirt for the warm day. Unfortunately he had no way to conceal a shoulder holster so he had to do without. He didn't expect any danger to his safety anyway.

The danger came. But was not directed at him. The truck arrived to quickly for him to react. He was to far behind the woman to get to her in time as she crossed the street. He started to run toward where the truck had hit her. She was not in his sight and he cursed loudly. A bad start to his job.

The truck moved on and to his relief Devlin saw her stand up. Obviously not harmed. She ran to the end of the street and stood on the sidewalk. Devlin kept running and stopped in front of her.

"Are you alright?" He asked as he looked after the speeding truck. He saw Kelsey standing a bit away. He just nodded at the truck moving away and Kelsey took up his cell phone reporting the incident to the headquarters.

Julia was surprised to see a man coming...to save her ? She stared at him paralysed, and she blushes when she realised how he was...she stammered

Yeesss i tthinkk so...what did happenned ? Who are you both ? I should call my husband...no...i...should...go else..thank you but i should leave...
*breathing fast and having difficulty focusing because of this stranger smelling so good*


She start to ran out of the street...

 

[Bardiche]

Devlin looked at the woman in front of him with mild concern. She was obviously in shock and was babbling. He sighed. Why him? Why was it always he that got the jobs with emotionally women. She was attractive. Of that there was no question but now she acted hysterically.

As she turned to run away he took her arm in a firm grip. "Hey there. Don't run. We don't wan't you to get in an other accident." He smile at her slightly. "My name is Michael Dawson and i saw you almost get hit by that truck." He releases his grip on her arm. "Calm down. You are in shock and need to breath slowly." He look down the street for a moment and see that peaple move as if nothing happened. Then he turn to her again. "You need to calm down and we can contact your husband if you so wish?"

 

[Arnemetia]

She saw his stare and heard his sigh...then he grabbed my arm...

Im not crazy and no i dont want to call my husband...

*she get silent and tought...who is he, he just know she had an husband...as wshe tought she tried to escape from his grip in silence...she calmed her down but inside was very panicked. When he loose his grip over her, she tried to run away but rolled over something and fall on the ground...tears came to her eyes but she stayed silent...feeling ashamed by this huge and strong man...she didnt want him to be displease by her she didnt know why. She then tried to stand by herself, her ankle numb, heavy and painful*

 

[Bardiche]

"Easy now. No need to fear me. I just wan't to help." Devlin cursed inwardly. This woman was afraid of his every move it seemed. He stepped over to her and gently took her around her waist to help he stand steady. "You are hurt." He say as he lead her up to the sidewalk.

"Let me look at that ancle." He say with a smile. "either way you can sit down here or we can go to that coffee house over there." He nods to the building a way back. "Your choice." He stand and watches as he wait for her reply.

 

[Arnemetia]

gently took her around her waist to help he stand steady. "You are hurt." He say as he lead her up to the sidewalk.

Julia shivered when he touched her and that she smelled his skin and perfum closer...she blushes, no other was allow to touch her except her husband...she knew Paul would be jalous...She steps and walk back...

No you cant...im married and i should go away...you dont know who i am and what happen in my life now...please dont judge me...

Let me look at that ancle." He say with a smile. "either way you can sit down here or we can go to that coffee house over there." "Your choice." He stand and watches as he wait for her reply.

No, my husband knows i go there often...no one should see us together...I should leave the city...you cannot save me...none can...i dont ask you to understand me, i can look like confuse or mad but im sane...im sorry you did want to help me and im lucky but i dont want you to get an accident like it happened to me earlier...

*on that words she try to walk away on the streets looking for a taxi*

 

[Bardiche]

Devlin was confused. Something that rarely happened to him. He just stared at this crazy, hysterical woman that he tried to help. He started to feel slightly angry.

"Listen to me. Your husband will not mind you being helped. It isn't like i am about to rape you."

He grabs her arm in a tighter grip. "And don't worry of my well being. I am capable of taking care of myself." He shrugs a litte.

"Now, calm down and let me look at that ancle of yours." He say as he mildly forces her down to sit on the sidewalk. His hand touches her ancle. "I think you only strained it." He say.

 

[Arnemetia]

First who are you ? and second, my husband is a very jalous and possessive man...do you need a drawing to understand ?

*as he grab her arm more firmly, Julia winces but was feeling something happenning lower in her loins, being forced like that...this man had truly an arousing effect on her and she didnt want show him*

*as he forced her to sit* I cant tell you what happened but i must leave the city and you are not helping me the way you do and by being angry at me...

I just got aggress by a trucker and you are talking to me like if i was mad and hysterical...I'm a good lawyer and i wont accept a man treaten me like that...if you want to help me, help me get out of this city...my ankle will be ok with two aspirins, dont worry for me, im a big girl too, that can take care of herself *sarcastically said like he did earlier*

She tried to stand again, her wounded ankle having difficulty to follow...

Are you coming with me or not ? *calling a taxi* Will you tell me who you are finally Mr Dawson?