Lies of villainous Execution

Run baby run

Chapter 3

                “God, that took a long time,” I muttered as we all FINALLY made it through the last of the security at Quantico. The seven of us trudged to the elevators, and rose up to the third floor, on which Staff sergeant Williams’ office was located, or so I was told. Sean, I mean Special agent Easton, walked over to the receptionist in the lobby area on that floor.

“Hello, we have an appointment with a Staff sergeant Williams, and we were wondering where we could find him?” he asked. He had impeccably good manners for someone who is a Fed.; I thought to myself, is he actually smiling at the receptionist! Who drugged HIS coffee this morning?

“Yes,” she said, looking down at her computer “A mister…… Easton?”

“That’s me,” he replied, cracking a smirk. “We really need to see him right away, if that’s possible. Do you think we could see him immediately?” He flashed another smile, and the front desk lady showed us to a small office adorned with pictures of family and various awards.

“Dang…. This guy is really…. dang!!!!!!! Does he have enough pictures?” I commented, looking around the office in absolute astonishment, wondering to myself how this guy had enough wall space to fit all of the awards on the wall. I mean, there was not an INCH of wall showing in the entire office!!! Dang, I thought the word wall a lot….. Anyways, my train of random thoughts was soon interrupted by a very nerdy looking guy (no offense, I, the author, AM a nerd) in His uniform and shiny, pointed shoes, who basically ran into the room, looking like he had just run 4 miles with a 20 pound weight dragging behind him.

“Who (pant) are you (pant) and why are (pant) you in my (pant) office?” Staff sergeant Williams looked at all of us in shock; as if we were gonna bite him or something.

“Is there something wrong, Williams?” Easton asked, as if reading my mind. “You look afraid of all of us, are you in danger or are you just freaking out about the upcoming interrogation?” he raised one eyebrow while saying the last bit, as if he were trying to put more pressure on the poor guy. Wait… HOLD THE FREKEN TELEPHONE!!!!!!

“Wait an interrogation!!!!!! I didn’t want anyone to go to jail!! Well maybe the people who killed my dad but… that’s not the point!” I was shocked that Sean said that, and then I mentally slapped myself for being the true blonde that I am. If I was going to bring in the Feds then of course someone had to be at least questioned. And if they did their jobs correctly, then they catch bad, evil guys. Everyone in the room, save Damion, looked at me very oddly, like I was a poor lost, confused little puppy. “I, um, ignore me,” I said in a small voice trying to slink into the shadows behind Damion’s tallness. They looked away and turned back to S.S. Williams. He was trying the same basic technique as me, but instead of trying to hide from funky glares, he was trying to sneak away from the scrutiny of the agents prying questions.

“And where do you think you’re going?”  Agent Kale asked.

“Just, to, um….” And then he ran, down the hallway, and out the side door. From there he sprinted across the plaza to the parking lot where he slipped on a spot of grease and fell very hard on his butt. How do I know this? Because Aaron told me, and because he was the only one that sprinted after the little chicken when he ran. Well, Gillian is wearing heels, and I mean HEELS, like 4 inch high stilettos. The Probie had no excuse that I know of, but who knows? As for Sean, he was too busy snooping around Williams’ desk to care if he ran.

“Jackpot!,” Sean cried, coming out from the desk to reveal a cell phone in his hand. “We have evidence, a very jumpy witness, plus some very sound logic behind this case, now if only we had some witness….”

“Witness of what?” I asked. “I thought that we were coming in here to start a case, not close one,” I was officially confused for the second time that day, and I for one do not like being confused.

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