FBI Damsel: Foreign Affairs

Twelve: Beach Bums

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“Hooo-ie! Eddie, do you see all of the beautiful things that my eyes have the pleasure of staring at?” Parker asked.

Eddie nodded, his eyes also focused on a beautiful blonde in a bright blue bikini. Valerie rolled her eyes. Victoria had thrown a silent version of a fit when she heard that Mitch was going to be paired up with her again. Therefore Vaughn put the couple together and forced her to go with the two nitwits, instead. Working with Mitch was so much more productive than whatever these two did.

“Hello? Earth to douche-bags?” she called. They waved her away, too busy staring at the women that lined the beach.

“Ugh, you two are pathetic, you know that?” Detective Swank said. Parker’s head snapped around; she said she was going to be with Vaughn and the lovebirds at the Governor’s office.

“Well, well, well. What brings you here?” he asked, strutting towards her.

“I wanted to make sure your work here was productive, rather than pleasure,” she answered, her arms crossed. He took another step closer, now in her personal ‘bubble’.

“I think you just changed our course of direction,” he said.

She rolled her eyes, hands dropping to her side. “I’ve told you once already, Agent Stone, and I will not delay in repeating it again; you are an-“

“O-kay! We don’t exactly have time for this!” Valerie cut in. She shoved Parker ahead, where Eddie was already interviewing a group of potential suspects. Mitch had managed to link one of the boys to a hate group that focused on Native Americans particularly. With the help of social media, he was able to track them down to the beach.

“Listen, I just need to ask a few questions!” Eddie insisted.

“Naw, man, I told you we don’t want nothin’ to do with you FBI cops!” the kid shouted.

“Hey, hey, hey! Calm down! All we want is a few questions!” Valerie said.

The frat boy stopped to stare at her chest. “Anythin’ for you, baby cakes. What can we do for ya?”

“You can start by addressing me as ‘Agent Fitzgerald,” she began. He smacked one of his friends in the arm, who alerted the other males in the group.

“Go ahead, agent,” he said. They all leaned forward, eyes focused where they wanted to be.

Parker took off his jacket and handed it to Valerie, covering up any hope of even seeing the shape of her chest. Eddie then made sure to stand extremely close to her, one hand on the hip that held his gun. The college boys cleared their throats and stood straighter.

“Ok, we get the point. What do you want?” the alpha asked.

“Are you a member of the group known as the-“

“No.”

“We haven’t asked-“

“I know where this is going,” he interrupted again. “And none of us have anything to do with that BS, okay? It’s all fake, anything you’ve heard. You understand? You can all leave now, before I sue for harassment.”

His friend’s eyes glanced back down towards Valerie’s chest. “Sexual harassment.”

“They’d never believe the word of a group of drunken fraternity boys over three Federal Agents and a local Detective. Nice try, though,” Eddie said.