Isabella Vaughn

Chapter 4

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I woke up the next morning by a text from Jenson. I'll be there in about twenty minutes his text said. I get up, use the bathroom, and get dressed. By the time I was done, his car pulled up in my driveway. I ran outside in the rain, and he opened the door for me from the inside. I got in, closed the door, and he drove off. "Good morning, Miss Bristow" He smiled at me. I smiled back. "Good morning, Mr. Harris!" We talked about the things we should do today on the ride to the diner. By the time we got there, FBI agents were outside the diner, along with a mob of police officers. We looked at each other, then got out and walked to the police officers, showing them our badges. "What happened here," Jensen asked one police officer with brown hair and green eyes. Not as bright as Jensen's though. "Officer Collins?" Jensen read the name tag on a dark blue police uniform. Officer Collins shook his head. "Actually, we don't know...We were just looking for clues when you showed."

"What did you find?" Another officer walked over to Officer Collins. "Nothing. No sulfur, no dust prints. Nothing." Then he looked at us, holding out his hand. "Officer Delaware" Jensen and I shook his hand. he had short brown hair with warm brown eyes, and a welcoming smile on his face. Or at least as welcoming as it could be, considering the situation. "I did find some footprints though. Unusual pair too." he held up a picture of a pair of footprints. I rubbed my chin because those prints looked...familiar. Soon after we helped the two main officers look around, it was 12:30 by the time we agreed on stopping. All we found were some broken glass, from the front window, and the footprints Officer Delaware found. Officer Delaware was right. Except the footprints, the restaurant was clean from everything, and there were no workers in the front of the diner at the time. There were workers, but they were in the back room getting supplies, and they, surprisingly, didn't hear anyone come in. Nothing else helped us find the victim. The Officers said that they'd look in the new case more, but they couldn't ask us to stay any longer than we did, so they gave us two cards far away from the scene, so after we took them, and thanked them, we left to another diner. "Hm. Strange how it happened only minutes before we arrived, huh?"

"Yeah, and the fact that we found nothing that helped us find the victim,"

"Was very strange as well." I finished the sentence for him. He nodded in agreement. "The victim seemed sketchy, but he did leave one clue for us."

"Hmm?"

I held up a plastic bag with a few samples of grey hairs. Jensen shuddered at the sight, but nodded calmly. "We should send that into the agency after breakfast and tell them what happened." I nodded. After breakfast, we drove to the agency and turn in the bag at the next meeting.

"Now, Jensen and Bella are going on the next trip to seek out some rares.

Mitchell, Don, and Gabby, you'll be monitoring the cameras and make sure things run smoothly. Later on, Don and Karen will be joining the mission by covering an office. Jensen will meet Don in the office while Bella and Karen hack the wires perfectly. By the middle of the plan, our guest will appear. Now, no matter what, neither of you may pick a fight with him or her. Got it?" We all nodded. "Jensen, Bella, your first stop is the train, so hurry up because it leaves in twenty minutes." We nodded and went to pack. "Are you scared?" Jensen asked truthfully, as he packed his suitcase, not making eye contact with me. I packed and nodded. "A little" Once he finished packing, he went over to me and wrapped his hands around my waist.

I leaned back a little. He smiled down at me. "Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you, okay?" I smiled and nodded up at him. "Okay" He kissed me, then let go to get his suitcase. I grabbed mine and waited for him, then he grabbed my hand on the way out of the room. Mr. McRider stood outside the door with a few items in his hands. He gave us both two passports and two wallets filled with some money. We take them and put them in our pockets. "Now, once you get on the train, find the guy and try to get him to spit out information, while Jensen trades the black suitcase downstairs." I slowly took off my faux fur coat in front of the man, showing my bra under it. Black background with red laces. "Is this good?" I asked seductively. He nodded slowly and put his warm hands around my waist and pulled me in. Downstairs Jensen sat down across a young man with black sunglasses, and a beige hat with a back strip at the bottom. The young man brought up a grey suitcase onto the table, and Jensen did the same. Jensen started to open his suitcase, but doesn't.

"Now," The young man said slowly, patting his suitcase with a covered hand. "you can only use these once every ten minutes, okay?"

"Don't worry about me," Jensen scoffed. "I know what to do with those. Just hand me the case already." The man wagged his finger. "Uh uh uh. Money first." Jensen opened the suitcase to reveal a case full of green dollar bills, every dollar bill had "100" printed on the right corner. The man nodded and passed over his grey suitcase before taking the money. "Now, once Jensen has the case, you have to lay the man down on the bed, and cleverly tie him up to the bed poles. Then politely ask for the information about the Pelagons. If he refuses, show him who's boss. You'll have twenty minutes until the first bomb goes off. Jensen, next you'll need to find the first bomb and deactivate it. Mitchell will give you directions as you go. You have twenty minutes."

I sat on the man, twirling my hair after I tie him up. "Now, I'll ask once, politely, tell me what you know about the Pelegons." The man laughed in my face. "Ha! You won't get ANYTHING from me unless I get a little something from you." He smirked. I shrugged. "Okay you win. Where do you want it?" He smiled and pointed to his penis. I grabbed out my first prop, and plucked out every hair near that area with force. He screamed, then after a few plucks, he begged me to stop. "Okay, I'll tell you. Please, stop." I stopped and listened. He told me what he knows, my eyes widened. I got off him and put on a shirt, then grabbed my suitcase. "Wait, aren't you going to let me go?" He asked, struggling from the tight ropes. I tapped my chin. "Hmm...Nope!" I said as I leave to go downstairs. I went to the wire room Jensen is in. "The bomb. It's suppose to go off...in two minutes!"

"What? No, we still have ten minutes left!"
"No, that was a lie!" Jensen put his tweezers down and called Mitchell, and the rest of the crew. "We only have two minutes!"

"What?" Mitchell gasped across the speaker. "Yeah, Gavin lied! We have two minutes!" I gulped and tapped Jensen's shoulder. He looked at me, then followed my finger to the window. We were going to crash! "We're also going to crash into another train! Quick, Mitchell!"