What She Thought She Knew (Rachel Moore Mystery Book 1), стр. 42
I felt my face go white as I swallowed hard.
The Head Warrior leaned back into his chair, and sighed heavily. He rubbed his head as if soothing an oncoming headache.
He stopped the gesture, and looked at me again. "You have eight hours to get yourselves prepared. Agent Moore; I expect to see you and the others back in New York completely ready in 36 hours."
I nodded. "Yes sir."
"Good." He replied simply.
The Head Warrior then focused his attention on all of us again. "Be careful agents. These are dark days ahead of us. Keep each other safe. Pete out."
With that, the connection was cut.
I let out a long breath I hadn't realized I was holding.
There was a couple of light gasps, and heaving breathing.
Predator let out a loud exhale, and paced around the room as he tried to wrap his head around the situation.
I turned to face him as I was slightly annoyed by his movement.
He looked at me, and stopped when he saw my face.
He let out an aggravated sound, and then stood in the middle of the room. "Alright, I'll be the one to say this: this is all a bunch of bullshit."
My right eye twitched at his outburst, but I realized that Predator was right.
"I mean come on! They send you guys all the way out here for a critical mission, and then they just send you back home? And even better, they're relocating every high ranked Seeker agent to the Shroud all on a hunch from some gambler who can't even get a score with a hooker?!" He shouted the last part.
We all stared at him in stunned silence while he stared back in challenge.
As he was the one who knew the Demolitions Expert best, Fear moved to Predator's side and placed a hand on his shoulder companionably.
Immediately, Predator flinched, and moved away.
The Assassin stared at him in momentary shock before he regained his composure.
Predator looked back at Fear, and realized what he did. He looked away in shame, and walked towards the door.
As he was almost out of the room, he turned towards us. "I'll be packing my stuff," he said quietly, and then left the room.
A heavy silence fell upon us like a thick blanket. None of us knew what to say.
Movement from the corner of my eye caught my attention, and I saw Fear make his way towards the door.
I sped walk to him which caught his attention in return.
He turned around slightly, and waited for me to say whatever I needed to say.
"He's stressed." I said. "We all are."
The Assassin merely nodded. "Yes, I know that."
He then turned around completely, worry was hidden deep in his eyes.
I gave Fear a sympathetic look, and rubbed his shoulder in reassurance.
The outline in his mask ruffled slightly which allowed me to assume that he was slightly smiling.
I smiled back, and surprised everyone, even myself, by hugging him tightly.
He let out a quick gasp as he obviously didn't expect my gesture.
As usual, he got over his initial shock and wrapped his arms around me, patting my back.
I pulled away, and stepped back to give the Assassin some room.
Said person crossed his arms, and acted like nothing happen, but I knew that my gesture touched him.
I smiled again, and winked.
He chuckled in return.
I coughed as I attempted to get rid of any awkwardness. "You take care out there Fear. Better live up to your name's meaning." I grinned.
He smirked. "Oh please, Agent Moore. That is hardly a challenge." He then took on a more serious tone. "You take care as well. I don't want to have to save your ass again."
I raised an eyebrow, and placed my hands on my hips. "Is that so?" I replied as I dared him to contradict me. "As I recall, you were trying to play hero, and I had to use my wits to not get you killed."
The Assassin just rolled his eyes, but his eyes twinkled in amusement.
After a moment, he turned towards the door and waved at me. "Until we meet again, Agent Moore." With that, he was out the door.
I shook my head as I was unable to keep the smile off of my face.
I turned around, and saw John staring at me in confusion.
I merely grinned.
John shook his head in reply.
The other agents stood in the middle of the room, unsure of what to do.
I sighed and gave them a reassuring smile. "You guys should probably pack your things as we'll be leaving in the morning."
Both Elvira and Olsen nodded, and politely made their way past me.
It was just me and John…
"John." I said.
"Yeah, Rachel?" He answered as he turned towards me.
"I…uh…" The words died out in my throat.
I couldn't tell him.
Said person quirked his head, waiting to hear what I had to say.
I looked down, took a deep breath and looked back at him as I smiled sadly. "I wish you all the best." I said softly.
John's eyes dimmed slightly, as if his hope was extinguished.
The slight hurt on his face made me feel like a part of me died on the inside. I wanted to tell him how I felt so much, but I couldn't.
I internally cursed myself for that.
John rubbed his head, and let out a loud sigh. He then turned to face me. "Care to join me for a drink?" He asked almost timidly.
I smiled gently at his shyness. I was also relieved at the dissipation of the awkwardness. "Sure, friend, if you're buying."
My Guardian seemed to have felt relieved as well for he regarded me in amusement. "Well it'll be free,