We're all gathered around the computer screens waiting for Mike to turn on the transmitter watch.
"We got it." one of the tech guys calls out.
"You ever surf?" Mike asks.
There was silence, before Mike continued, "You should try it, it kicks ass." causing Johnny to smirk.
"Mr. Bout raise your arms, please." a different voice says, most likely a driver. And quickly the transmitter is shut off.
"He just stopped transmitting." the tech announces.
"They're sweeping him." Charlie states.
The signal comes back and the tech announces it.
"You speak Russian?"
"No, that's my wife. The only thing I understand in Russian is 'not tonight'."
Briggs chuckles, "My man."
"They're moving." I say, hearing a car door shut.
Lauren walks into the area and says she's going in, Silvo quickly telling her, "No, you're not. You set this whole thing in motion. Get outta here."
"I can go over your head." she threatens.
"Yeah, you could. But I don't want an agent out there looking for revenge and neither does your boss. Now get outta here." he whispers.
I turn to Johnny, who shrugs his shoulders.
Lauren begins to leave when Silvo calls her back over and let's her stay and listen in.
"They're getting out of the car." I say.
"What the hell is that noise?" Silvo asks. The noise in the background wasn't loud, but it was constant grinding noise.
"Auto-shop?" I ask.
"Who's Souren?" Mike asks, but doesn't receive an answer. "Oh, must be the guy who owns the place."
I quickly begin looking up the name, "It's an auto-shop on Lakewood."
Two men begin speaking Russian before the new one asks, "Frankie, right? Have a seat. How's Felix?"
"That must be Souren." Briggs concludes.
"He's worried about his family." Mike answers.
"You're also his family." Souren says.
"Yeah. Hmm."
"You need something? Coffee, water?"
"No, thanks. I'm fine." Mike answers.
"Benji, bring him some water." the man demands. "You drop a few pounds recently?"
"It's a juice cleanse." he explains.
Souren laughs, "Is that the one where you skip the carbs and shoot up on smack?" Laughter erupting throughout the room.
"Shit." Briggs mutters.
"Can, um... can we just get to it?"
"You're right. Felix's wife and kids should go home."
"Alright." There was a crash and yelling begins.
"Forget it. Get him out of here." the Russian demands.
"We're losing him." Silvo states the obvious.
"Pull him back, Mikey. Pull him back." Briggs says.
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Instant Connection
FanfictionFBI agents Stella Hart and Jose "Johnny" Tuturro have been close since they arrived at the Southern California undercover house, known as Graceland. The pair grew close, very quickly, but always assured people they were just friends. A new agent, M...
