Chapter 42- Hawk

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E.J. is determined. I can see in the set of her jaw. This morning we set out to talk to the people on her list of contacts. We carefully planned out our steps yesterday with the team. We will find Dennis and put an end to him. I can't even begin to tell you how sexy she looks right now. Shit, I forgot she can hear my thoughts, because she just smirked at me. 

"So, oh great leader. Who are we going to see first?" I ask her and she smiles at me.

 "The director of the CIA". 

I sigh, "It's going to be a long ass day." She nods and we park in the agent parking lot. We enter the building and she flashes her ID, gaining us access. She talks to a receptionist who phones the Director and we are on the way up. She looks at me, we are both dressed in suits, mine is a black double breasted three piece suit with a white shirt and a light blue tie, hers is a grey pin striped skirt suit with a light blue silk shirt and grey high heels, she looks damn hot.

We have our meeting with the director, she was basically feeding him bullshit about Dennis but she knew exactly what to say to make him want to stay away from him. We met with about twelve different high ranking people before we called it a day. Some where on our side others where not so easily convinced.

When we got back to Grant's place, we all seemed to have similar results and over dinner we compared notes and tried to figure out what our next step was. We hadn't seen Levi yet and E.J. seemed worried. It wasn't ten minutes later that he came strolling in with a smug grin pulling at his lips. 

"OK, my contacts are good. We know exactly where he is right now but we need to know his plan. He is staying in a hotel not far from here but what we need is his main base of operations. If we just kill him now, we won't learn where all the kids are being held."

 E.J. growled like a damn lioness, "Maybe we should pay him a little visit and see what we can beat out of him."

 I chuckled at her," Now, sweetheart, as fun as that would be, you know that he wouldn't tell us shit and then he would know that we were on to his game." She huffed but nodded. Kyle sighed.

 "I think I am going to hit the sack." We all bid him a goodnight and about five minutes later, I noticed the three angels slink off. I looked at E.J. and her eyes met mine. She smirked and mouthed "Wait for it." I furrowed my brows at her but she just giggled at me.

We all decided to call it a night and headed off to bed. As we passed by Kyle's room the three angels crept out and turned to look at us like a kid getting caught stealing cookies. I crossed my arms and quirked an eyebrow.

 "And just what were you three up to?" They each looked at each other and then at me with a devious grin.

 "Nothing" they said in unison and trotted off to their rooms. E.J. grabbed my hand and pulled us into our room. After shutting the door, she burst in to laughter. When she caught her breath, she whispered "F.E.A.R." I chuckled and pulled her over to the bed and started stripping her of her clothes, she grinned and returned the favor. It was awhile before we fell asleep.

When morning found us, E.J. stretched like a cat and we showered before joining the others for breakfast. Everyone but Kyle was sitting at the table with coffee and pancakes and bacon. We made our plates and just sat down when Kyle made his appearance and the room erupted with laughter. His hair was completely shaved off except for a Mohawk which was sticking straight up and dyed bright pink. His eyes were done up with heavy black and pink eye shadow and his lips had bright pink lipstick on them. He was dressed in a little pink sequinned dress but thankfully it covered all his bits and pieces. He looked ridiculous.

 Grant had his fork half way to his mouth and froze. "Son, I am not one to judge, but you should really get dressed before coming down for breakfast." 

Kyle looked confused, "It's just my pj's , dude.I didn't realize people didn't walk around in their pjs anymore." This made us all laugh harder. E.J. patted him on the shoulder and whispered something in his ear that made him stiffen. He looked around at each of us and then back at E.J. who nodded before he bolted over to the mirror on the wall. As soon as he saw himself, he screamed like a girl, causing us all to laugh even harder and he bolted back to his room.

Grant was the first to gain his composure, "I am not sure why you did it, I am not who did it, but that was fucking funny as hell." E.J. chuckled and simple said "F.E.A.R." to which Grant laughed again. Gabe, Uriel and Raphael looked pretty pleased with themselves and Levi just shook his head, chuckling. Finally, Kyle came back down, his head was completely shaven, he had scrubbed all the make up off and was dressed in jeans and a t-shirt. He grumbled at the angels who just snicker at him. E.J. placed a kiss on top of his head.

"You look nice, baldy."

We all needed a plan to figure about where we could find Dennis's base was but no one had any ideas. Then E.J.'s phone rang.

 "Frank? Frank, tell what's wrong." A deep voice answered her.

"I am sorry, sweety, but Frank can't come to the phone right now, he's a bit tied up." Then he laughed . E.J. was pissed.

 "Who are you and what have you done with Frank?" 

The voice laughed again, "You want him, come and get him. I'll text you the address." and the line went dead. E.J. growled in frustration, but grabbed her laptop and started typing furiously. 

"E.J., what are you doing, Love?" I asked her softly and she answered without looking up, 

"Tracking Frank's phone and all his recent calls, also, looking at his security cameras fro the bar. If someone grabbed him there, I can see it. Damn it, I knew I shouldn't have left him there by himself." She didn't look up or stop typing for a good two minutes and when she did, her face was a white as a ghost. Her wide eyes meet Brian's first then mine and she goes back to her screen.

"We have to head back there, now. They took him and Diamond." she says softly. I look at her, "Who, Love? Who took them?" Her eyes meet Brian's again and she hisses out "Demons" before bolting up the stairs. I get up and meet Brian at her laptop, We look at the screen and cringe. The most evil and contorted face is grinning maniacally at us. It sends a shiver down my spine. I head off after E.J. Something is very wrong here.


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