When I get back I find my door slightly open. I didn't have my M9 with me but I did have my buck knife with me. I draw it and slowly walk in. I hear Monika and someone else talking.
"He said that I just crashed in his bed and nothing happened," She says.
"You think something did?" I hear a Russian say.
"Do you feel any different?" I hear a raspy woman's voice say.
I walk in and stay hidden, deciding to listen to what they say.
"Nien, I feel no difference. Although I do feel like he left something out, that's a conversation for another day. What did you find out?" Monika says.
"'Liza go first," Timur says.
"I found out that Emmanuelle is working for another CTU without jurisdiction from Six. There's also a new threat or an ally in an organization called Snakes Prey; they are a potential ally," Eliza says. From the sounds of it she's walking around.
"Ally?" Monika asks.
"I have heard about Snakes Prey. They have operatives in almost every country in the world. They are like the White Masks but with terrorists, they torture, kill, and even rape to get what they want," Timur replies.
"So these Snakes, who are they exactly?" Eliza asks. I shoot a quick text to Sam. "I need a favor. Can you find out who Snakes Prey are?"
"They can be anywhere at any given time, they look like normal people, they're more than regular civvies, they hide in plain sight, they stalk targets that they deem a threat or if their a terrorist, they stalk them for weeks learning their behaviors, patterns, their friends and families," Timur explains. Then my phone dings with a text, 'Goddammit fucking phone,' I think while briskly walking out of the apartment and into the hallway. Walking to the apartment like nothing happened I walk in to find barrels of pistols in my face.
I just smile and say, "Hey guys, what exactly are you doing in MY apartment?"
Putting their guns away Monika says, "We were just watching TV," lying through her teeth. I glance over her shoulder to the TV to see it shut off.
"Uh huh..." I nod. I walk over to the kitchen counter and sit down in one of the bar stool chairs with a back.
"We leave in 2 hours, get packed and be ready," I say reading through the file that Sam sent me on Snakes Prey. Most of it confirmed what I heard from Timur. I hear footsteps and my door closes, I look up and find the apartment empty. 'Time to call Lucy,' I think to myself and dial her number. After a couple of rings someone picks up.
"Hey baby, how's it going?" I ask through the phone.
"Lucy isn't here right now. If you want her alive come to Dallas, Texas alone. If you call your friends she dies, if you have others come with you she dies, if you bring weapons she dies, if she screams she dies. Bring two and half million US dollars and meet us at 3429 South Bridgeton. You have 24 hours," a voice says then hangs up. A cold rage starts to build up in me, I hear my door open and I spin around to see Eliza walk in with her pack slung over one shoulder.
"Hey," I say, giving her a once over. She's pretty in a femme fatale way. With fire engine red hair and an even fiery temper makes her a force to be reckoned with.
"Hey," she says back awkwardly, blushing slightly, shifting from side to side like she's uncomfortable standing in front of me.
"Are you drunk 'Liza?" I ask walking past her to my room to start packing.
"No, why?" She answers walking behind me stopping at the end of my bed watching me pack.
"You're shifting side to side and you're acting like you're uncomfortable around me. Why is that Eliza?" I state without looking at her.
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Rainbow Six: Operation Black Skies
FanfictionDo I have what it takes? Will they laugh at me if I try? Rainbow sends a team into hotzone in Canada where the city of Quebec has gone silent. Is it more than just terrorism? Does this newfound threat hold the key to end war?