14 Cards

Nineteen.

15th November,

08:12 hours

Juilia POV

A beeping sound woke me up, my neck ached as I lifted my head up; I was sleeping while reading Luther Groff's file. Groaning I massaged the back of my neck and peeped at my phone which had a message displayed on screen and it's notification woke me up. It was a message from Peter: 15/G green apartments, Lancaster. Luther is in California, a good news after such a long period. Which made me think I am a bit close to cracking this case or crime. But no one told how wrong I was.

I hopped off the kitchen stool where I was reading the file, Chris walked past me murmuring a 'good morning', responding by the same I walked to my room. Nathan was sprawled on bed checking a medium sized briefcase.
"Morning Sweetheart." He mumbled but was still checking that briefcase.
"When did you come back?" I asked as I walked to my closet.
"Just an hour before. Anyways I have goodies for you." he said. I turned swiftly hearing 'goodies'. He smirked at my action.
"What?" I asked sitting in front of him.
He simply shook his head and opened the bag. There was a set of butterfly knives, spin knives, nail knives and lastly three magic lighters of mine.
"Did Joh - ." I was interrupted.
"No, that man didn't send or do anything. It was me who customised all these babies especially this." he pointed at lighters. "I had to obtain the mechanism in secret from your DUST or sawdust whatever." he said rolling his eyes.
"It's DUST, Detectives of the United States Team. Nathan you know that." I said while picking a nail knife and testing it. I turned to my doorway and saw Steve passing by. I turned back to Nathan who was half lying on bed and winked at me. I turned back and threw my knife at Steve, the knife passed him by an inch and stuck on a plain hallway wall. Steve shrieked and shouted, "Alright I am gryffindor, not Ravenclaw."

09:20 hours

"Does this shit have mayonnaise in it?" a voice said as I walked down the hallway.
"Uh no." another voice said, Peter? I walked down and heard a low whistle.
"Not now Stevie boy." I called as I saw Nathan perched on the kitchen table eating some sandwich thing. Peter was a bit uncomfortable and was not standing steadily.

"All right, we leave now and Peter please be on work mode, remember the third installment." I said while walking out of the house. Footsteps followed, a woman stood at the end of our road and looked at or reading us, whole.
Thank god for dressing as Katrina Stockings.
I walked to Jeep and checked her posture out, while running my fingers in my fixed black wig.
Military pants, white shirt, brown Cardigan; definitely up to something.
"Let's get moving." Robin said as I turned to our Hyundai SUV parked. Well thanks to Chis's super rich dad for updating our cars every day, yes every day.

"What did he exactly say, again?" I asked Peter while turning back to look at him. He snorted smoke out of his nose while releasing an inward sigh.
"I said , I'd be bringing some friends of mine who are loaded." inhales again from the cigarette, "and if he wins he'd be ki-inngg - fuck this shit is good." he said exhaling more and it hit Steve's eyes as he was working on tablet.
"Open the windows you shit." he cursed aloud.
Rolling my eyes I looked at Robin who was working on her techie laptop which is some high tech computing machine but she named it so, her work must be done till now.
"Stop right here." Robin said, "Nathan now. 15 steps to your right and your 3 minutes starts now." she added and pressed a key loudly.
Nate nearly ran out of the car while throwing a key on the road. Chris restarted the car and took a u-turn from where we came from.
"Hope he does the work well." I groaned while lazing on the seat.
"Shut up Bella." Nate's voice boomed out loud from speakers connected to our car.
"Focus, Nate." I said while looking at the side car windows, a car was running at 50m distance from us which looked like it was going normally on it's way but it was definitely following us.