A Dozen Roses(A Skylox Fanfic)

Chapter 12 Plans

Sky POV

I planned on spending the weekend at home dealing with my nightmare but Ian called us all in saying it was important. So Mitch, Jerome and I all geared up and headed down to the office.

Ian was sitting at the head of the table looking nervous as ever. Tyler was half awake and resting his head on the table while Jason was chugging down coffee like no tomorrow.

"Is there a reason you've called us down at" Jerome checked his watch, "6:30 in the morning?" Ian sighed and nodded. We all sat down and I swiped Jasons coffee downing the last of it.

"Alright. We all know Agent Q is overseas right now." Ian began standing up. "He was attacked last night on his walk back to his hotel. He's fine a bit injured and we're calling him back to the US."

"He's only suppose to be there another week" Tyler exclaimed, "Why call him back now?"

Ian walked across the room and shut the door quietly do not to disturb the other agents at work.

"There's a reason we're calling him back and no ones to tell him what I'm about to tell you until he's here." He grabbed a remote out of his pocket and flicked on the TV screen revealing a horrifying image.

It was Annie. Quentin's wife. She was dead, sprawled out on the floor her throat slashed.

"Holy shit." Jerome murmured and Mitch and Jason turned away from the photo.

"Deadlox and his crew snuck in last night and slit her throat." He clicked the remote to show a photo of the knife.

That knife. I'd seen it before. I'd fucking held that knife before.

"The magical Deadlox strikes again." I'd said as he walked off the plane carrying his side bag. "Didn't expect you to get a knife threw security." He smiled and reached into his bag holding the knife out to me handle first.

"Go ahead hold it. It's one of my favorites. It belongs to my collection." I reached out and took the knife in my hand twirling it in my grip.

"It's beautiful." He grinned and placed his hand over mine the tip of the blade shining between us.

"It is. I call her Lust."

"Sky?" I blinked multiple times focusing on my surroundings. Jerome waved his hand in front of my face.

"Lust." I blurted out before I could stop myself. "He named the knife Lust." Ian raised his eyebrows.

"Explain."

"The knife is part of a collection of 7 of them. He named all 7 of them and that ones called Lust." I explained, "It may have something to do with why she was killed. He's going after us and our families."

"Why our families?" Tyler asked while Ian stood up grasping for his cellphone off the table.

"Because it'll break us emotionally." He exclaiming dialing on his phone before bringing it up to his ear. "I advise you call all family in the area and warn them to be careful and carry a gun." He turned his back to us "Maddie? Listen..."

I looked down at my phone while the others called their families. I had no one to call...

My mother had died when I was very very young of cancer so I grew up with my dad. I was an only child. My dad passed away a couple years ago in a hit and run while jogging. Both were only child's so I had no aunts or uncles.

I felt Jerome's hand squeeze my shoulder. I looked up at him and he flashed me a smile which I returned. I shoved my phone in my pocket and stood up stretching.

"So we heading to the crime scene or is it all cleaned up?" I asked Ian as he hung up the phone.

"The bloods been cleaned and the body moved but everything else is the same. I actually want you specifically to look closely at the house. You've been over there and would notice anything he'd done." I nodded.

"Alright. I'll get Alesa to pull the cars around." I turned and headed out the door listening to Mitch arguing in a mild voice in French with his parents. I snickered as I passed him and headed down to the main office area.

"Alesa?" I said as I walked up to her desk. She looked away from her files and grinned at me.

"Hey Sky. Whatcha need?" She asked closing the file she was working on.

"Need two cars pulled up front. We're headed out to a crime scene." She nodded.

"I'll have them ready in five."

"Thanks."