We Meet Again

Sixteen

(Writer)

All the respective FBI team members took their places in the take down of Scathe. Ric and Star were sitting at a beautifully decorated table with mild cocktails, and Ramos was sitting at the bar with a gorgeous woman drinking a Hennessey on the rocks, and his lady friend was consuming a Sex on the Beach. BB and Travis were on the rooftop 5 buildings away, ready to put their sharp shooting skills to work... just in case. BB didn't have anything on his mind right now. He had to be in the 'zone' so he could focus on a possible take down of a Scathe member on sight.

The FBI pulled no stops in this case. They had agents everywhere in and around the banquet hall. Victor and a few of his subordinates were sitting in a parked minivan at the end of the street, which was packed full of state-of-the-art cameras and monitors that were linked to the event hall, agents communication earpieces, and the security cameras at the hotel where the esteemed guests temporally resided.

He had all his surveillance equipment up and running so he can observe the locations of all event goers, FBI undercover personal, and possible leaders of Scathe, in case he had to inform the enforcement teams where to strike.

He witnessed Rose 'Ravager' Wilson enter Hussain's room, and an unidentified woman walking away in all black, turning down a hall that didn't have a security camera. However he knew that a service elevator and an escape ladder that lead to the roof was there!

(Vic)

"Hum... I wonder was that the notorious Beast! I can see Beast being Roses' bodyguard. Maybe Slade wanted his only child and heiress to the Scathe terrorist group to be in good hands, and who better than Beast... who... just might be Raven! Even though all evidence pointed to Beast being one of my best friends, I still didn't want to believe that Raven can be a stone-cold killer." I thought to myself.

"Alpha team... are you in position?" I asked through our communicators.

"All is a go here." Ramos whispered as his tipsy female acquaintance ordered another round for them both.

"We're in position." Ric replied.

"All's good here." Travis said cocking his rifle.

"Yea dude... I'm in position." BB said with a bit of remorse in his voice. I singled him out to talk to him one-on-one.

"Hey B... you okay?"

"Huh... yea, I guess. I just don't care for this part of the job. I never had enthusiasm basically executing someone. Man this shit blows dude." He sounded forlorn.

"I know man, but with Scathe out of the way, everyone else can live a little safer. Your son can grow up without fear, your neighbors can jog in the park without having to look over their shoulders, and we all can sleep better at night man. Scathe is a very dangerous group that is hell bent on world domination! We have a duty to take them down. Just calm down, put your game face on, and do your part in making us all safe." I tried to give encouraging words, but I'm no Richard!

I'm not much of a motivator.

'Yeah Scathe will crumble, but it will be someone else, and I'll be in this position... again ... ready to peel someone's cap back dude!" BB said with a bit of anger.

"I know, but... you're part of the FBI BB! This is your job, and I say that with the up-most sensitivity. What are you going to do... sell cars or something?"

BB laughed at that notion. He is a brilliant marks man, and an all-around wonderful person. He knew that he wanted to help the world be a better place, and if that required taking down a few bad guys in the process, then I knew he was all in, well relatively speaking. I heard him let out a sigh and he said...