> "You know that, and we know that, but they don't. Someone has made them > believe you are a murderer and a thief. Unfortunately, we don't know who > might have done such a thing."
"Right now, that's the last thing we have to worry about." Leo interjected as he glanced at his watch. "We should set up the meet as soon as we can. It's nearly 8 now."
Jordan nodded. "Right. We should get Emily out of her situation as soon as possible, at least to ensure her safety. Will we be safe at Jack-in-the-Box?"
"THere are a few places that we won't be able to cover, but overall, it should be safe enough." Zenya acknowledged.
Leo looked at the rest of the group and smiled, "Don't worry, I'll make sure that the area is taken care of."
"How?" Jordan asked.
"Well, I'll need to bring in the Black Ops group." Leo said, staring directly at Jordan. "They were one of the two groups following us, but now their mission has been the safe retrieval of Emily Hanson. And since that will be our current mission also, they could provide valuable backup."
Martin stared over at Leo, slightly unbelieving. "What the hell do they want with Emily?"
"They want her back in Israel. Apparently, the negotiations that they want her to go to must be very important, especially if it came from the top." Leo told the group. "Don't worry, I'll make sure you get to spend some time together before they shuttle her off."
Jordan looked dubiously at Leo. "Can they be trusted?"
Leo felt the sting, as unintentional as it might have been toward him, of the unspoken question of his loyalty as well. "They can. Besides, they owe me."
Jordan nodded, "Very well. Set it up. But remember, they convene only if we need them. Understood?"
As Jordan picked up his phone to set up the meet, Leo went outside to call his old friend and ex-boss.
[Hello?]
"Caretaker, this is Leo. Scramble TANGO. I want them to set up a perimeter of 1 block around the Jack-In-The-Box off of Route 1. We're going to try to get Emily Hanson back."
[Ah, I see. I'll send the word. When will we be able to retrieve her from you?]
"Could it wait till tomorrow? It would do both our groups good if she and her boyfriend spent some time together before you take her back."
[Ok. That will be fine.]
"One other thing, no casualties. Fire only if we're fired upon."
[You're getting soft, Deadeye.]
"Call it old age."
[Hahahahaha... Touche. When is the meet going down?]
"I expect in the next hour or so. Have them ready in 30 minutes."
[Ok. I'll be seeing you tomorrow.]
"Take it easy, Caretaker."
[You too. laters.]
As Leo hung up, he looked off into the distance, wondering how the hell he had managed to get into this mess. His past was something he wouldn't be able to wipe clean, and he supposed that the questioning looks will always be there. This was one of those times at he wondered what would have happened if he just simply disappeared without a trace and not joined the FBI. Shaking his head, he turned to enter the cabin once more. Once inside, he informed the others that their backup would be ready in 30 minutes.
Respectfully submitted,
Jeff Uribe
Agent Leo Jones, Team Zulu