Secrets, Lies,and Love

Chapter 17

Thomas' POV

"I have a job for you." Angelica comes into Alex and I's office, laying a folder down. I look up and lean back in my chair. The room has been silent since we had that talk. I can tell Alex is stirring things around in his head and I don't want to hear them. Yeah it's a huge prick move. But I don't want to hear how unfair he is being to John or whatever other bull crap he has rolling around in there.

"What is it?" Alex asks, his attention turning up from his computer on the couch. He has one hand on my leg as I work next to him on the couch. His head is laid on my shoulder and body relaxed.

"There's a little robbery case up by Brooklyn,I was thinking Thomas could take care of it." I look up at her with a cocked eyebrow and reach over. I study the files for a few minutes in silence and nod.

"It looks like an inside job. The cashier has an irregular work schedule. He has hours for himself almost everyday of the week but only comes in every Wednesday or Friday. There's a good possibility that he left those days open and never asked anyone else to cover for him because he had his friends covering for him to deck out the place and see if it's worth the risk."I sigh and type in the cashier's name into our database that has been semirecovered. Thank God for the New York PD or we'd have nothing. Starting from scratch. Angelica blinks and Alex stares at me.

"You got all that from five pieces of paper?" Alex asks softly. I shrug and show them the screen.

"And the fact that he has a past of burglaries in smaller stores on less known streets. I'll go up there and stick my head around. See what the cameras caught. " I turn off the computer and stand up, I tuck my badge and phone into my back pocket.

"Are you sure you want to do this case alone?" Alex asks, he sets his computer aside and stands up.

"I'll be fine. It's been a while since I did a case on my own instead of being baby sat in the office. " I nod and slide my gun into it's holster.

" Thomas,"Alex takes my hands in his own hands and gives me a serious look." After what just happened, is that a smart decision?" I raise my eyebrows and laugh.

"You think I can't do it."I scoff.

"Now I never said that." He shakes his head.

"You think I'm unstable,just like everyone else in this building. They've been tiptoeing around me like I might break if they speak to loud. I can do a case, I know it's been a while. But I can do it." I tug my hands back and grab my car keys." I'll see you later."

I see his mouth open in protest again, but I leave the room before he can get a word in I rub my thumb back and forth over the car key, I've got this. It's just a simple robbery. What's the worst that could go wrong?

I get into the car drive to Brooklyn,letting my own thoughts stir in my own head while I drive in silence. What if I had left to go see my family after.... What happened. The call with my father dropped on a sour note and I lied to him. Again. I lied to my family. It's bad enough that I couldn't bite my tongue and let James do his own thing. Or I could've done something more,I could've taken the asshole out the moment he walked through those front doors. I could've figured out what was going on with my boss sooner and avoided the entire situation. I could've prevented this. I could've prevented Ben from getting killed and maybe he would've seen it sooner. He never trusted Burr, I should've opened my eyes. It's all my...

I slam on the breaks as a kid runs into the street in front of my car. My body jerks against the steering wheel and I look up at him as he stands there gawking at me, football held tightly between his hands. His eyes are as wide as saucers and breath quick in pants. A man who I assume his father is runs into the street and pulls the kid back,giving an apologetic smile as he pulls his son out of the road. I smile and give a small wave back as I start the car again at a slower pace. Maybe now isn't a great time to think about that while I'm driving.

Half an hour later I pull up in front of the store and study it. It looks like... it's in one piece. I study the address again and look up at the place. The picture shows the windows in shutters and police tape strung all over the place. Odd.... I get out of the car and reach for my badge in my pocket. I walk up too the store front and study the sidewalk,no shattered glass or bloodstains on the ground that was claimed in the report. The place is dark as night and looks like it hasn't been touched in years. I knock on the door.

"F.B.I! Anyone in there?"I knock again and cup my hands around my face as I look in there. I set my jaw when no one opens the door. Did Angelica give me an old case?

"What's the matter Thomas?" I turn around quicker than I thought I could manage to and my eyes widen. George the third. My mouth opens but nothing comes out. "Cat got your tongue?"

"How the hell are you alive?"I hiss and reach for my gun. He makes a tsking noise and shakes his head.

"I wouldn't Thomas." He scolds."Not unless you truly want a bullet through your skull."He gives a Cheshire grin. He flashes teeth and he has an.... Aurora to him. It doesn't seem human.

" I saw you die." I growl. He cocks his head and sits on the hood of my car."How are you here?"

"Well it's simple really. "He shrugs and blinks,there's no life to those eyes for a split second before he blinks again and they're...eyes. "I made a deal with the devil. "

"Not possible."I shake my head and body tenses up.

"Oh it's very possible. I just have to keep my end of the bargain up and I'm free to do whatever I want."He shrugs and eyes study me critically. "You can relax, I'm not here for you dumbass."

" What are you here for than George?" My eyes scan the area around us, there's people every few yards. Some have guns,so george didn't come alone.

"I'm here for the man that stole my gig."George pouts like a three year old and crosses his arms.

"James Hamilton."I sigh. He grins and snaps his fingers, pointing at me.

"Bingo- bongo kid." He winks. "I want him dead and gone almost as you do. So I thought that maybe we could strike a deal."

"Why me?"I ask and lean against the building.

"Why not you? You have the perfect motives to want that man dead the me. He killed your sister, your lover, and threatens your family to this day." He stands up and starts to slowly walk over too me." Why not you?"

"Can't you just kill him yourself? You're dead already." I stand up straighter and narrow my eyes. George rolls his eyes and growls.

"I can't get close enough to the bastard to do any harm to him. He has demon warding tattoos."George huffs. "I get too close and I go down into a pile of dust.".

"Than what makes you think that I can get close enough and not get killed too? Do you really think if I could,I would've killed him by now." I set my jaw and grind my teeth.

"I can give you a boost. You just have to say yes. "George's voice is laced with a sugar sweet tone and his smile is wide. I shift uneasily and sigh. What if this is a trick? What if he kills me?

" And I can get rid of him?" I look up at George.

" Anyway you want, he's all yours." George nods. I take a deep breath and sigh, I feel like I'm going to regret this.

" Alright, I'll do it."George grins and snaps his fingers.

Everything goes black.