Justice

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The Intelligence Unit weren't in their usual setting of wooden desks and boring yellow walls. Instead, they were in the middle of Mexico, riding in jeeps to an Aztec Temple with their guns loaded at the ready.

"Listen up guys, we go in quietly and quickly. We need to get this guy now and only him. If you see anyone else, knock them out and leave them, they are not our targets. Understand?"

"Yes, Sarge." Replied the group over the radio.

They travelled in a kind of diamond shape, the two at the back were facing the other way, covering the teams backs while two others were covering the sides and the ones at the front lead the team. They left a gap in the middle so it looked like there was more of them.

"Clear." Whispered Jay as he carefully walked up the stairs.

Stepping over the huge gap in the floor, they kept their backs close to the wall to not slip and fall to their death. The sun was still blazing down on them even though it was setting and the glistening golden moon was rising from the opposite side of the temple, illuminating the arena below.

Jay had his back stuck to the wall as he peered round, spotting a a strand of hair poking up from the middle grounds.

"I swear to god, move!" Shouted a girl as she roughly dragged their fugitive along the floor, not caring about any stone or big ditch she hit.

"I said, move it!" She shouted.

"No!" He screamed back as he tried waving his hands at her but was unsuccessful due to the cuffs trapping his hands behind his back.

The unit quickly approached with their guns raised, surrounding the girl. She flicked her black hair backwards so she could see the team more clearly. Pushing the guy to the ground, she put her foot on his chest, getting him to stay.

"That's our fugitive, hand him over."

"He's not just yours. Everyone is trying to get their hands on him and I did it first."

"Hand him over."

"You are not my boss and I will not do what you say. So put the gun down, you're not threatening me."

"C'mon guys." Said Hank as he lowered his gun and told the others to do the same.

"I'm sure we can make some type of deal. We'll include your name in the news article." Laughed Adam.

"News article? I can see where your priorities lie."

"What? And you don't want some kind of recognition for your hard work."

"I don't arrest fugitives for handshakes and cameras in my face. I do it because they are ruthless and need to be taken down. This one was just dumb enough to light a fire in an abandoned temple."

"What are you?" Asked Kevin

"Wow, get this. A female."

"Hilarious, I mean your job." Said Kevin as he took a seat on the floor.

Each member, including the girl, paused to look at him on the floor with his legs out straight and his hands on the floor, keeping his body up.

"What are you doing?" Asked Jay.

"It's too hot and my legs ache."

"Back to what we were saying, who do you work for?" Asked Hank.

"I'm a bounty hunter and I work for the FBI."

"Okay, so maybe we can make some type of deal." Suggested Hank.

"Name your price." Said the girl.

"$5000."