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sedan and headed back to my car, praying my legs wouldn’t give out. I had made a deal with the devil twice today, first Nelson and then the Feds.
Chapter 8
S carlett was in full fledge CIA mode as we drove back to the Station. She was trying to find out anything we could use to corner the Senator to get a few minutes with him without his body guards hovering. Who cut his hair, where he worked out, where his kids went to school.
Jeff was annoyed that I was later than I thought I’d be, as the car had been promised to one of the anchors for the evening news.
“Sorry. Traffic was nuts,” I said smiling and batting my lashes.
“Ok,” he snapped and walked back to his little hole of an office.
I was deep in thought as I got in the elevator. I didn’t notice that my old boss Ashley was next to me.
“Angelina, how are you?” she said, sweet as always. She had no idea why I wanted to go back that asshole Nelson Stone, but she wasn’t bitter.
“Hi, Ashley, how are you?”
“Good. Still haven’t replace you yet. Any chance you’d reconsider and come back? I have a high profile wedding this weekend and no one competent enough to cover it.”
“Who is it?”
“A Senator’s niece.”
“Which one?”
“Matthews.”
“I’m sorry, did you just say Senator Matthews?”
“Yes. Why, do you know him?”
“I do. I’ve interview him twice before. I’d be happy to help you out, if you’re in a pinch.”
Ashley Squealed and hugged me. “You’re the best. I’ll email you all the details.”
“Let’s not tell Nelson about this though, ok?”
She crossed her heart and flashed that million dollar smile as the elevator doors opened. Scarlett really wanted whatever it is that she takes to be so happy all the time.
I called Agent Parker with my Intel about the wedding and set up our rendezvous. I had to swing by the Feds’ central command, which was usually some covert location. The huge challenge for me was losing my goon squad lurking in the shadows. Victor had no clue that I was in bed with the Feds and I had to keep it that way. So I made Agent Parker meet me at the station outside the garage. There was a small alley way, I knew my goons lurked in their covert locations outside the station, but inside the gates it was easier. Agent Parker and Davis were suspicious of why I made them come to me and I never elaborated. This was on my terms— my rules. I had to keep the goon squad secret, especially Hawke, I suspected and knew deep down he was Victor’s trigger man. I saw Victor kill two people in cold blood, but it was to protect me and Luke. That was the only way I could wrap my head around it. But in the heat of that situation if I’d had a gun, I might have done the same thing and that scared me. Scarlett on the other hand would have been right next to Victor with her missile launcher— always over the top, but that’s Scarlett.
“Are you ready, Angelina?” Ed, my cameraman, asked.
“Meet me in the parking lot in fifteen,” I said.
“Umm, okay, but hurry,” he said looking annoyed.
“Will do,” I yelled over my shoulder as the door to the stairs slammed shut behind me. The stairs were faster, and there was a side door to the parking lot at the bottom.
“I hope they’re not late,” I mumbled under my breath.
Scarlett glanced at her watch. I slipped into the side alley and Scarlett stood guard in case anyone was coming. There was a chain link fence to keep people out and a small gate that could be unlocked from my end, but I didn’t have a key. It was up to the agents to figure that out. Hell they were the FBI, I was sure they could handle it. I wanted to make it difficult for them when I could. They needed me as much as I needed them and they knew it. With that list, both agents would be heroes at the FBI and it would be their ticket to whatever they wanted to do. They knew that and so did I.
“Make this quick. My cameraman will be looking for me in twelve minutes.”
Chapter 8
S carlett was in full fledge CIA mode as we drove back to the Station. She was trying to find out anything we could use to corner the Senator to get a few minutes with him without his body guards hovering. Who cut his hair, where he worked out, where his kids went to school.
Jeff was annoyed that I was later than I thought I’d be, as the car had been promised to one of the anchors for the evening news.
“Sorry. Traffic was nuts,” I said smiling and batting my lashes.
“Ok,” he snapped and walked back to his little hole of an office.
I was deep in thought as I got in the elevator. I didn’t notice that my old boss Ashley was next to me.
“Angelina, how are you?” she said, sweet as always. She had no idea why I wanted to go back that asshole Nelson Stone, but she wasn’t bitter.
“Hi, Ashley, how are you?”
“Good. Still haven’t replace you yet. Any chance you’d reconsider and come back? I have a high profile wedding this weekend and no one competent enough to cover it.”
“Who is it?”
“A Senator’s niece.”
“Which one?”
“Matthews.”
“I’m sorry, did you just say Senator Matthews?”
“Yes. Why, do you know him?”
“I do. I’ve interview him twice before. I’d be happy to help you out, if you’re in a pinch.”
Ashley Squealed and hugged me. “You’re the best. I’ll email you all the details.”
“Let’s not tell Nelson about this though, ok?”
She crossed her heart and flashed that million dollar smile as the elevator doors opened. Scarlett really wanted whatever it is that she takes to be so happy all the time.
I called Agent Parker with my Intel about the wedding and set up our rendezvous. I had to swing by the Feds’ central command, which was usually some covert location. The huge challenge for me was losing my goon squad lurking in the shadows. Victor had no clue that I was in bed with the Feds and I had to keep it that way. So I made Agent Parker meet me at the station outside the garage. There was a small alley way, I knew my goons lurked in their covert locations outside the station, but inside the gates it was easier. Agent Parker and Davis were suspicious of why I made them come to me and I never elaborated. This was on my terms— my rules. I had to keep the goon squad secret, especially Hawke, I suspected and knew deep down he was Victor’s trigger man. I saw Victor kill two people in cold blood, but it was to protect me and Luke. That was the only way I could wrap my head around it. But in the heat of that situation if I’d had a gun, I might have done the same thing and that scared me. Scarlett on the other hand would have been right next to Victor with her missile launcher— always over the top, but that’s Scarlett.
“Are you ready, Angelina?” Ed, my cameraman, asked.
“Meet me in the parking lot in fifteen,” I said.
“Umm, okay, but hurry,” he said looking annoyed.
“Will do,” I yelled over my shoulder as the door to the stairs slammed shut behind me. The stairs were faster, and there was a side door to the parking lot at the bottom.
“I hope they’re not late,” I mumbled under my breath.
Scarlett glanced at her watch. I slipped into the side alley and Scarlett stood guard in case anyone was coming. There was a chain link fence to keep people out and a small gate that could be unlocked from my end, but I didn’t have a key. It was up to the agents to figure that out. Hell they were the FBI, I was sure they could handle it. I wanted to make it difficult for them when I could. They needed me as much as I needed them and they knew it. With that list, both agents would be heroes at the FBI and it would be their ticket to whatever they wanted to do. They knew that and so did I.
“Make this quick. My cameraman will be looking for me in twelve minutes.”
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