A Dangerous Night
Chapter three:
Death
The New York City air was smoggy and humid as almost black clouds threatened to storm. The city was roaring with life. Cars honked, breaks screeching to avoid pedestrians’ and drivers swearing to run them rover next time. High rise buildings towered over this everyday scene, casting their long shadows as a reminder that they are there.
Residing in one of the many high rise buildings is the conference room where the head operatives of Fang were now in a meeting. The conference room was large without any windows; small lamps clung to the walls as the only source of light. A large table stretched out across the front of the room at which fifteen of the bosses of the original branch. Kneeling in front of them, their head bowed in respect, on the marble floor were two male members of the elite Shadow group, team one.
“Zack Ali…rise.” the eldest boss ordered pointing with a skeletal hand one of the two men kneeling before him. One of the men stood at attention. He had graying brown hair and intense green eyes that told his old age. His outfit was a simple one of a red t-shirt and blue jeans. “…Alice Jones has killed one of…our agents.” the eldest boss said his voice strong for his age. “You are in charge…of dealing with her.”
Zack’s widened in disbelief as he tried to hide it in his voice. “Yes sir.”
“Jacen Risk…rise.” the other man stood at attention. His strawberry blond hair was tied back into a ponytail as cold grey eyes burned into the eldest boss. “Horatio was killed by you. You are in charge…of finding Maria and dealing with her.”
“Yes sir.” Jacen said monotone. If he was surprised at having to deal with his old teammate he didn’t show it.
The eldest boss nodded. “This session…is over. You are dismissed.” Zack and Jacen left the room obediently. “Alex Angel.” the eldest boss addressed one of the other heads at the table. “This will be…their last mission.”
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“Alice tell me more about my parents?” Zeke asked as Damien changed the bandage on her ankle. It was a few weeks after they had first met. Alice sat on the large couch that was in the living area of Damien’s apartment. Damien sat on a small hassock while Zeke lounged in the lazy boy recliner across from them.
“Very well, Zeke,” she smiled warmly. “Horatio was second in command of our team. Though he could be the most ruthless bastard of all of us, Horatio was also capable of showing mercy to his opponents’.” her eyes saw a scene that only she could. “He protected his own and saved Maria, Zack and I more times I would like to admit, though never putting it in the reports. Horatio cared about all of us, especially Maria.”
“All set.” Damien said as he left to discard the old bandages.
Alice nodded. “Maria and Horatio cared for each other much, much more than Fang liked. Zach tried to talk some sense into him and I tried to do the same with Maria, but they wouldn’t listen. And Fang began to take notice.” Alice’s voice grew venomous as she mentioned Fang. “Horatio and Maria were summoned in front of the bosses. That’s when Fang found out-” Alice stopped suddenly as her face became twisted with horror and grief.
“Alice are you alright?”
Alice flinched as if Zeke’s words had hit her.
“Alice, what’s wrong?”
Alice blinked coming back to reality, her expression shifting back to normal. “Sorry, Where was I?”
“You were about to tell me what Fang found out.”
“Anyone thirsty?” Damien called from another room.
“No, we’re fine!” Zeke yelled back.
“Alright suit yourselves!”
“Please continue Alice.”
Alice nodded. “It was then Fang learned that Maria was carrying a child. Our bosses locked Maria in a modified containment cell where she would be cared for properly until the child was born. Horatio was only allowed to see her when he brought Maria her food and drink. Meanwhile, Zack, Jason and I were ordered to go about business as usual. Once the child was born he would be allowed to stay with Maria until his first birthday.” A sad look came into her eyes. “Then the child would be taken in by one of the bosses until he was old enough to begin the harsh training.”
“Shang.” Zeke whispered bewildered. He couldn’t imagine what fate had been written for his older brother, though he now knew why Shang hated the smell of disinfectant.
“Yes, Shanghai is what she called her son. She loved him dearly and dreaded the day he would be taken as Shanghai’s birthday drew nearer. Horatio wouldn’t stand for his son to suffer the same fate as his parents. He somehow devised a plan in which he successfully enlisted two government agents who dealt with witness protection and amazingly it worked. One day everyone awoke to find the whole facility in lock down mode. Horatio had gotten Maria and Shanghai out alive.” Alice took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Tell me Zeke, are they other children?”
“…Yes, there’s my older sister Mai and my younger sister Kaysis.” Zeke replied as the humming sound of a chopper became louder and louder until it was right outside the wall of windows.
“Hit the deck!” Alice screamed as she dove onto the floor, toppling a expensive coffee table as walls of bullets paved through the glass windows lining the wall. Zeke barley managed to hide behind the recliner before bullets imbedded themselves into the expensive covering of the chair. Seconds after, foot steps moved fast over the glass, getting closer by the second. Zeke’s heart as pounding so hard in his ears that he almost swore it gave him away to the intruder, but almost abruptly the foot steps retreated as well as the chopper.
Once the chopper’s droning was far in the distance Zeke emerged from behind the arm chair to see blood gushing out a wound to Alice’s chest. “Alice!” he exclaimed as he rushed over to her. Alice was gasping for air and Zeke guessed a bullet (or something of that nature) had pierced a lung. He knelt beside her in a piled of glass, not knowing what to do and it angered him to no end. Over the past few weeks he had grown very fond of Alice and now she was dying and he couldn’t do anything to help her.
Alice’s hand reached up, grabbed the color of Zeke’s shirt, pulling him towards herself. With her dying breath Alice whispered in his ear, “Miami Sunshine.” Her hand fell from his shirt to the broken glass.
“Zeke, get out of here.” Damien’s voice came from across the room as sirens sounded in the distance.
“I’m going to Miami, Dai.” Zeke said as he carefully walked across glass shards to his friend. “Thanks for everything man, you are a life saver.”
“If you need money or anything give me a call on my cell. Now, go! Quickly, down the fire escape.” Damien ordered in a rushed voice, eyeing the door to his apartment.
