M.C.R. -Most Certain Risks
Title: Most Certain Risks
Fandom: Real People / My Chemical Romance, Other
Author: mrs_toro_or (aka blaise_sl_tr07 )
Beta Reader: Will91
Raiting: NC17
Warnings: slash, AU (Alternative Universe). Warning! This story contains explicit scenes of sex between men, or anyone else might feel offended, please do not start reading.
Disclaimer: The characters do not belong to me, what I write is not for profit and none of the facts I intend to propose is true.
Note: Any kind of comment or criticism (as long as constructive) are always welcome. Thanks in advance to all, especially to my wonderful beta Will91, because without her I would be lost, and my sakura_kinomoto , without which enthusiasm could not now live longer. Thanks, girls.
-... the kidnapping of Judge Binns. The police continue to investigate, but there seems no news on the case-
turned off the television with a nervous step. How on earth could talk like that nonsense? But, he said, was television, and in fact did nothing all day.
He lit a cigarette and sat on the couch, sipping coffee, now cold.
That case was doing crazy. He had followed the track behind the track and never get to anything, had devised plans on plans that had proved useless. He spent whole nights in the office just to try something, anything , which could even bring it closer to the solution.
sighed, wearily. It was late, and the next day was to go to work, as it did not feel like it. He felt so damn helpless ... there was nothing he could do to find the court, nothing to trap the kidnappers, fuck. It was frustrating.
-Hey Gee ... what are you doing up at this hour, are three in the morning ...-. A dark boy, tall and slender peeped into the living room, yawning. Nothing
-Mikes, quiet. Go back to sleep, "said the other carried a black lock away from his forehead. It was hard, it was damn hard, everything. But
-Gerard, you sleep, really. You look upset, as if she slept well
-by-Month, already. I'm fine Mike, you go 'to bed-
The tallest boy sighed and sat down next to his brother, wearily. Because he, unlike that idiot Gerard knew that sleep was necessary .
-It 's still the story of the court, is not it? - Asked quietly. The other nodded. The find-
, Gee. You're a fantastic cop, you always have fixed a lot of cases. And can you find it. But now go to sleep, I dare not imagine how you show up tomorrow in the office. " Mikey smiled and stood up, heading to his room. He knew that his brother would fall asleep on the couch, like every night, and the next day had a face like a zombie, just like every morning. She was always so, when he had a difficult case.
Gerard sighed, now replacing the cigarette off another, brand new. He did not want to sleep, he wanted to think and solve the case stramaledettissimo.
When he opened his eyes saw that it was already morning. He rose slowly from the sofa and all his bones creaked and protested, and ran the shower and an inviting aroma of coffee invaded the house.
Mikey. His brother loved the coffee, I was seriously obsessed. You could say that would not have survived without coffee less than ten minutes. On second thought, Mikes went on to caffeine.
Gerard smiled, as he always did when he thought his brother, and got dressed quickly and then descend to the kitchen.
- 'day-
-' Gee Day. I prepared the toast, and coffee. Mikey smiled coming to the cup of coffee and buttered toast already jam-free or otherwise, to Gerard liked it.
-Day programs? - Churches the other as he ate his toast.
-Be ', the usual. I'm at school until three, now I have the full time, and then I come home and make dinner, "said Mikey, shooting his brother a significant look.
-And if you dare to even think of doing another one of your nights in the office, you swear that castro-
Gerard almost choked with coffee. Sure that his brother was just adorable, if you put. He sighed.
-Okay, Mike, I promise that if I do not have too much work back on time, on time and -
-Me hope so. " Gerard smiled.
-Now I run away, or I'm late. I'll call you later, good day! - He said, getting up and going out quickly home. He ran into the car and waited for the engine to finish the tantrum, then went on and sent to the police station. The central
Newark was small and messy, and it seemed more a theater than a real center. This was because the small office of a small town. And Gerard had never liked.
He was originally from there, of course, but had lived in New York until a year ago, when her grandmother was ill and he and his brother had run from her. His boss told him that it would be a shame to transfer him as a valid element in a provincial town, but if it was what he wanted, amen.
In fact, Newark Gerard was not what he wanted. He wanted to just stay in the Big Apple, in his department and his colleagues with his life forever. But he could not. Because his grandmother needed him. It's not that he hated Gerard
Newark, only that he felt ... small. And we were not accustomed to.
when he showed up for work on the first day, everybody had looked like it was an alien, and had clearly avoided. Each of them do their job without ever speak to him, looking sideways at only because he was the newcomer .
chief had called him into his office and we Gerard was intended to malicnuore. She had told him how things work there for them, what should or should not do, what he should do in every situation. What stupid things, he had thought Gerard.
In addition, his new boss was very impressed by the letter he had received from 'Chief Inspector Parker-his old chief, in which he explained that Gerard Way was an excellent policeman, and was used to working alone, because , made at the most. Parker also wrote that he had, Gerard, was a singular person, with the habits and methods that could be absurd, at first sight, but he never lost a case or wrong. Because it was a great cop.
And so, Gerard was assigned to his office, his small office staff and lonely that he could manage as he sees fit. And, importantly, he was not assigned to any partner.
Gerard was not a bad person, and he was completely sane, but he could not work in pairs. He had a very ... singular, and it was better alone, really.
Mikey had teased him for that.
-Way, is there anyone who would like to know, "said his boss, Ernie Oldman, entering his office without even knocking. But that rude.
Gerard raised his eyes listlessly from the documentation that he was reading, put his cup of coffee on the table and looked up.
-Who is it? - Asked in a bored voice. He was annoyed at being interrupted, because he was re-reading those documents in order to find something, a clue, anything. It did not matter that she's reading to them, at least, the three hundredth time, it could always have an insight, you never know.
-Come into my office-
Gerard snorted and stood up, leaving everything on the desktop, except the coffee, he needed it. It was bad enough zombie yes and no sleep for three hours, there was no need to fall asleep on the job, was not the case. Then followed his boss from the office, which was not quite as empty as ever.
There were four men dressed in dark suits, all distinguished-looking and serious, and Gerard instinctively thought they were very, very unpleasant.
-This is Mr. Way? "- Once asked one of them while Oldman closed the door and sat behind the desk. Gerard was right, they were just nasty. Speak of him as if it were not present, that rude.
-Yes, he said the boss. The man who spoke-up, dry but muscular build, brown hair and blue eyes, he turned and looked at Gerard. Or rather, it looked.
-does not seem so exceptional as you say, Oldman. It has rather the air of one who is likely to fall asleep on the desk at any moment-
But that great shit. Who does he think he is?
-Working day and night on a case may have this effect then, "said Gerard, sarcastic and edgy. The man looked at him without batting an eye, then turned back to Oldman.
-Explain the situation, and hurry up. We do not have the day available, "said coldly. The chief sighed.
-course. Way, these men are agents of the FBI, and are here for a reason. Apparently, they need you. They spoke with your old boss in New York because I believe I found one among his men, who could help in an investigation. Survey top-secret, of course. And Parker said that the only man who could help them was right here at Newark-
Gerard listened without flinching. Well. Those were the FBI, they needed to contact the NYPD to find someone who could help them in top-secret investigation, and now they wanted him. The story was absurd. How did those of the FBI needed a common policeman ? The whole thing stank, and so too.
-Why do not you tell me the real reason you're here instead? I think you avoid wasting time unnecessarily, then said coldly, her eyes suddenly narrowed and sharp as sharp blades.
The man who had spoken before did not change expression, but a flash in his blue eyes made it clear to Gerard had made the center. Those were not the FBI-
leave us alone, then the man ordered him to Oldman, who got up immediately, alarmed by the tone of authority and terrible that young man, and ran out of the room, closing the door behind him ' . Gerard
then sat down at his chair and propped his feet on the desk while one of the men-Bassin, brown hair and hazel eyes strange cut-closed all the curtains in the windows and made sure that no one was spying.
-Bryar, it should be 'off-guard and is then ordered the blue-eyed man, who probably was the leader.
Another man-blond, tall, very muscular physique, nodded and did as he was told.
-Who are you? - Gerard asked then defiantly, for explaining to the dandies that yes, they were discovered.
-secret-agents-
But the FBI-Gerard smiled, loving, work-for who? -
The man looked at him seriously.
-She is really keen as we were told, Mr. Way. How do you understand? -. Gerard snorted. Why that guy was doing so long, could not simply tell him who sent them and go back from where it came from?
-Those of the FBI do not go around the police departments of New York to look for ordinary civilians who can give a helping hand. Then, should never be around in those dark suits that seem to scream "Hey, we are secret agents and we're shooting for your city." Dressed in civilian clothes to avoid getting caught, especially in a city like Newark. And again, not wear black shoes with blue suit-night. Gerard smiled, pleased with '.
The man opened his eyes: he had guessed that provincial, across the board.
-L 'I told you it was better to come in jeans, "said the boy down with a sigh. Gerard almost smiled.
-Be ', you would have been less easily detected. But I would have discovered the same, it is certain, he said.
-Well, Mr. Way said the Chief-you know that we are not agents of the FBI, but there are many other things that you do not know-
-Me tell you, then. " Gerard began more comfortable and looked at him, daring him silently.
-Good. I am the agent Schechter said the dark,-and they are the agents Iero-Toro and curl up and pointed to the first then the little, out-and that is the agent-
-Bryar, of course. " Schechter nodded, a little upset that that Way had remembered the name of his colleague that he had spoken once, just to give an order, among other things.
"We are federal agents working for the government-continued. Gerard nodded yes, did not bat an eyelid. It was pretty damn obvious that they were trained men, could be seen a mile away.
-Federal Government-Gerard equal almost laughed in their semi-shocked expression, I think, more than obvious. But who sent you here? - We are agents of the MCR-
, Most Certain Risks-Schechter explained calmly, "it is a secret society, one of the most new, advanced and secret in the world. The four of us, agents Toro, Iero, Bryar and I, have been ordered to come and talk to you and you become part of the MCR, and everything started from the upper echelons-
Gerard sipped his coffee and reflect a little on the situation. Sure, it made sense, had it all makes sense. The fact that he had never heard of this MCR made sense, though it was a super-secret society was obvious that no one would have been aware.
And the men ... Gerard looked at them well, before speaking again.
They were young, they might have had about 27 or 28 years each, they were dandies instructed the government, had way too perfect to be the opposite. The thing that surprised him was just their age: they seemed to his contemporaries, and it was strange that people so young were between federal agents. But, he said Gerard, the feds could not be just old men with bellies too big to run, the feds did not just work desk, agile and serving people, among them, just in case.
So yes, they were in the service of government. But now the point was: what the government wanted from him? So, I asked.
-This is a good question, Mr. Way, "said Schechter taking place on a chair in front of the desk-this is a really good question. You see, we have only been ordered to come and talk to her and persuade her to join us. Because the upper echelons have the choice, do not know. We execute the orders, Mr. Way. Although now that I know I can understand a little something. " Schechter smiled.
-see, she is a man of great intuition. And fighting spirit, of course. You are not deceived by a uniform and realized that what we said we were not to be. Anyone else would not place one, single question. But she did, which brings me to the concept before: great intuition. And intuition is essential, in our work-
Gerard nodded absently as she opened the window behind him 'and he lit a cigarette.
-So, let me know. The government wants me, and I should accept it on two feet? - He asked ironically. It would be crazy to do it, and he was not crazy. He could be special, but it was not a madman.
-Of course not, idiot, "said the little guy, the 'Iero. Gerard raised his eyebrows in surprise at the same time in which the Schechter said.
-Iero, shut your mouth, "said the latter with austerity. Iero shrugged.
"But sorry, it was a stupid question! -
-Agent Iero, I told you to close the mouth. Do it. " Schechter seemed really pissed, and embarrassed, perhaps? - For the release of his companion, and he apologized promptly by Gerard whereas the little curly haired snorted and let out a smile, behind his head.
Gerard thought it was interesting. No Federal would never do such a thing, and those guys seemed really strange, yeah.
-I'm sorry, Mr. Way. What my colleague meant was that, of course, you should not accept it on the spot. We will show our operations center and all you need to know about our work, then talk with the Head. Then, and only then, decide if our methods may be of interest, and if so, to accept the offer, said Schechter, throwing dirty looks at another midget. Not that the boy was particularly low, but it was not exactly a beanpole and tall among the others seemed much more a midget.
-All right, yes. Show me the plant was worth at least operationally
worth groped, he told Gerard. Could always refuse.
Chapter Two
When Gerard woke up that morning, he remained a few moments soaking the sheets.
thought back to what he should do that day, and incredibly smiled.
Yeah. He smiled because that whole thing seemed absurd, because it really smiled, the feds had thought of him, and smiled because those boys who were sent to tell the news seemed funny.
He stood up and took a little time to take a shower, so that day would not go to work in Central, the feds would move to take him directly to his house and would have led to the "operations center". It would be passed to
nine, and still had time.
He dressed-always calm, why waste time? - And went into the kitchen, where he found his brother waiting for him with a cup of coffee already in hand.
- 'day-bowed gracefully dropping into a chair.
- 'Day. " Mikey handed him his coffee, and Gerard thanked him silently.
-So no work today? - Mikey asked then pouring the second cup of coffee. Coffee-dependent, we repeated Gerard, coffee-dependent. But he would not hurt, all that coffee?
Yes, Mike, I've already said. No work, I go with the federal-
-Um, gee ... is not that you've seriously got in trouble and do not you tell me? I mean, remember that time in New York when Parker has threatened to sue the government? Not that he did serious? -
-What the hell is going to think, Mike?! I say no, but you mad? - Gerard looked upset, I told you, the feds offered me a job with them, and now I have to meet them and decide whether to accept. " His brother had been drinking the brain, or perhaps had it just full of coffee. Perhaps he had more coffee that brain cells.
-And then, that Parker once he just threatened, would never do such a thing just to punish me for nonsense-as-
How did you almost kill the entire team? -. Mikey angelic smile. Gerard felt gave him a rude gesture with his hand and returned to devote himself to his coffee.
When he looked at his watch, saw that it was a few minutes to nine. I wonder if the feds would have been timely or delayed?
No, they would not have delayed.
Mikey went to open the door, after all excited to have federal agents at home and not to arrest his brother.
When he returned, he was not alone.
-Next, take a cup of coffee, I made it abundantly! - He was repeating the lesser of the Way and three men followed him into the kitchen.
-Way, good-day-
Schechter. Iero, Gerard Toro-watching greeted with cold air and devoting himself to his coffee.
-that is, I would like to own a coffee! Other than that swill at work pretending to be coffee! - Rejoiced Iero, the little guy. He was quite exuberant, yes. Gerard wondered what the heck he was doing in such a federal case. Perhaps the fool? But Schechter not seem to think similarly, given that glanced that could incinerate anyone. Iero anyone except, of course.
-Eccavolo Brian, stop taking everything so seriously. You'll make seriously a heart attack before the thirty-Iero said sitting at the table sipping coffee and Mikey had offered.
And so, the Chief's name was Brian. Good to know.
-And you'll kill seriously, before the thirty-Schechter said, he accepted the coffee. Toro sat down next to Gerard, and all drank in silence.
Gerard thought they were strange. Strange strong. But were, somehow, funny.
And yes, he liked a little bit. Except the head, that seemed just one big pain in the neck.
fact ...
-I nine five minutes, we should already be in the car, "said looking at the clock and getting up, followed by others. And the protests Iero, of course. Funny kind, that one.
-Way, good day, greeted the head out of the house. Toro turned to Mikey nodded his head, while Iero smiled warmly and thanked him for coffee.
"Good day, brother. And do not you stop-
-Quiet, Mike. Good day to you, and do not be put feet in the head by the brats! - Gerard replied, reaching the dark car and taking the back seat, right between Iero and Toro, while Schechter sat in front, next to Bryar, who had been used as a driver.
That morning, he saw Gerard, were dressed all in black. White shirts, pants, jackets and black ties. They looked very serious. And the shoes were matched, and black leather. So yes that would have gone unnoticed.
Even the car was black, but at least much less conspicuous of those four. It was a simple sedan, nothing more. A car like many others, no one would put any questions to see around the city.
-So where do we go? - Gerard asked once emerged from his reflections.
-You'll see, you will like it, "said Frank, turning a smile. A beautiful smile.
-Iero, no one authorized to give you a mr of the Way-Schechter retorted from his seat beside the driver. Frank snorted loudly, and the head snapped back, thus covering the giggle of Taurus, which she regained her composure after a moment, not before making a un'occhiolino Gerard.
freaks, yes. Types just strange.
-In any case, we're going to the operations center, Mr. Way. And as he told the agent Iero, the like- Schechter said without even looking back.
Bryar knew the street, and really drove a fantastic, Gerard thought to himself 'and if'. It was one of those drivers who want with you in case of a chase. Perhaps it was also because of what it had taken. Driver's choice. Fig.
It took only fifteen minutes to arrive.
The car stopped in front of an old building and decadent, and not too big. Gerard thought for a break because, perhaps, had punctured the wheel and had to change it. The image of men in suits intent to change a flat tire made him smile.
Instead, the car went through the large iron gate that was open at that very moment, and stopped at the door of the building. Schechter declined rapidly, followed by Iero, Toro and Gerard, while Bryar took the car somewhere else, who knows, maybe in a parking lot.
-pray, "said the Chief Gerard now the only so-called opening the door and driving the others inside.
The interior was even more decadent the outside, and Gerard thought it was just a big, big joke, because really, a headquarters could not be inside this monstrous building.
was empty, and dusty, and really, there was nothing about anything. Only one flight of stairs that led upstairs, and Schechter and others take, sure.
Gerard followed, without any particular expectations. And the upstairs turned out to be completely identical to the one below: white, gray and dusty. But Schechter
kept walking and went into one room, closely followed by others. It was an empty room, dusty and gray. There was only a very old and dusty mattress, tent and a dark, dusty and worn that covered the window. Really bleak. Gerard thought seriously about the likelihood of teasing.
But Schechter went to the tent, and stepped aside.
And Gerard thought that he could not just be a joke.
What the tent was not a covered window, a lift was . Not even an elevator so common. He had the car doors, but next, instead of buttons, there was a crack and a sort of intercom.
Schechter took a card from his jacket pocket and made him pass into the slot, and an immediate green light is activated, the doors opened. Please
-again, "said the Captain, smiling, smug expression totally shocked by Gerard.
entered all, and the elevator moves. Gerard thought she was going down, but she was not so secure.
And then, only a few seconds later the doors opened, and Gerard opened his mouth.
He was in a real operations center, a bit like those films.
was all white around him, and there were many men dressed in black, as Iero and others. They moved faster here and there, sure of what they were doing, and really, really busy.
-I told you you'd enjoy! -
-Iero! -. The little guy looked annoyed Cape Air (and especially of one who meditated revenge) but said no more.
-I'll see the offices. This way, mr-Way. Schechter led him through that place huge, moving as safe as the others, until he turned right, and a row of offices materialized in front of them.
The walls and office doors were made of glass, and you could see inside. Desks were black, and black chairs, telephones and blacks, and thousands of folders and files and work, and many men dressed in black. It was almost unbelievable. Gerard
carefully pinched her hand when no one was paying attention to him and made him hurt. Then he was awake, he was not sleeping. And those were really the federal offices. Wow.
-E '... it's beautiful, "said, not caring at all to hide the surprise and admiration in his voice. It was really beautiful. Schechter smiled.
-It is. Now come, I'll show the result of the work of our scientists, "said leading him far from the offices and turn left. He stopped only when they arrived in a huge room, all white, like the rest-full of white shelves, in turn filled with strange gadgets.
-This is the latest model of a gun very similar to the 38-caliber Magnum, but made entirely of metal, lighter and more maneuverable, perfect for those who can not use something more heavy-Toro explained briefly, not Gerard eyed just a shiny black pistol. This
-instead- Toro continued approaching another gun, is a P-08 Luger, this improved and perfected, suitable for hostile confrontations are not equipped with heavy weapons. "
As they passed in front of the arms, the bull named and explained what was more suitable (subject to an automatic, 1992 model, perfect for the regular police, a semi-automatic 90two, with frame and detachable handle, indicated to meet any operational requirement, and many, many other guns).
Then came the guns, and even those were very many. And they were very dangerous gems.
And then, what later Gerard decreed to be his favorite shelf, the department of technology.
There were cameras so small as to be almost invisible; locators modern and very, very fragile but they could locate anything within 10:00 to 10:00! - Miles, once attached to this item. There were microphones that seemed almost of the Flies, metal, and micro-chip, and many of those toys that Gerard would gladly have spent his life studying how they worked. But unfortunately there was no time.
-Now come on, Mr. Way, the Chief is waiting for us, "said Schechter guiding him away from his favorite candy. To hell with the director, Gerard thought, but there was just a way to stay a little longer to look at all the trinkets. Reluctantly
followed the others, being quite attentive to everything that happened there.
So they came to a wooden door painted black, Schechter and knocked once. A voice from inside asked them to enter, and Gerard was found nell'uficio largest he had ever seen.
It was huge, really. At the center, on the ground, was a great-white carpet that almost merges with the floor and walls, and there were many blacks shelves, and a huge black desk was placed in front of them, the chair that had her back to window.
-Come on, "said a voice that probably belonged to the man at that time gave them away.
-Mr Way is here, "said Director Schechter, not daring to sit down.
Ah, well. " The man turned toward them and stood up, going to meet Gerard. He was tall and slender, had dark eyes and aquiline nose, and sharp blacks. It was quite a bit further with age and had impeccable manners. A classic man of the government. Mr
-Way, pleased to make your acquaintance. Please, sit down, "said Gerard shaking hands and pointing to a black leather chair opposite the desk. Gerard sat in silence. The man looked rather austere, something to be Gerard did not really want to talk.
-Schechter, Iero and Toro. Wait outside, I have to exchange a few words in private, "said Mr. Way then turned to the other. The men nodded and left the room silently, without even a grimace.
Gerard felt for a moment, lost. At least they knew them. And they were also quite nice, but Schechter, of course.
-It 's really a privilege to have you here, Mr. Way, "said the man, taking place at the desk. Gerard nodded.
-see, the government always needs people like her. With his intelligence and insight, I find it absolutely wasted on the town police. This is why I did call, because I want to offer a great opportunity. I offer her a job as a federal agent, a job that will find much more suited to its present-
He spoke in a rather detached and of course, perfect manners, but it was not important. It was one of those bureaucrats and puppeteers you pushed around, and that broke a lot of the boxes. Meanwhile
-could you tell me what it's called, never works for strangers, "said Gerard, pungent.
-course, that careless. I should introduce myself, I'm sorry. I am the Director Wood, Mr. Way. And I find that my proposal quite attractive, "said, clasping her hands and looking at Gerard, who remained impassive. We feel this proposal
-time, then judge by me if it is attractive or not-
Gerard Way was a tough cookie. And Gerard Way was not a fool, that that old fool would have him in mind. Gerard smiled, loving, just as scary as he knew, and that smile had a certain impact also on the director, who remained silent for a moment and then spoke again.
-The work of the MCR is not easy, Mr. Way. And it's risky, very risky-
Yes, I know the acronym. " Gerard sighed, bored. The man coughed, annoyed.
-Good. Therefore, it is a dangerous job, where our men often risk their lives. But it is a rewarding job, and well-paid. And also, I just want justice reigns supreme-
Those were good reasons. Justice unchallenged, well-paid job.
How well-paid, exactly? - Asked Gerard. That part of the pay was very interested, because as a policeman in the province took a real misery, and at the same salary as a teacher of his brother is not that they lived very well. A little bit of money at home would have been useful, even to help his grandmother with medication and rest.
About five-thousand-dollars a month. A Gerard choked on his saliva. Cin-? -Five? Occavolo.
-I think she has a chance to become a great agent, once properly trained, Mr. Way. Given its percentage of cases resolved in New York. Let the local police and work for the government, we need men like you. And we need you-
Gerard thought for a while, considering the pros and cons.
The pros were far more cons. He had an exceptional salary, would be part of a secret organization (which was exciting, had to admit it), it was more or less how the spy, and the job was risky, the risk and excited him so much. All those times he had in tovato siuazioni risky, while working in New York, had always felt an adrenaline rush to invade, and it was exciting.
The counter was that he could stay dry. But the pros were really much more inviting.
-Ci-I said finally, and Wood smiled, "but on one condition-
Chapter Three
Another day had begun.
Gerard awoke peacefully that morning. But it was not calm and relaxed when I think about all the things you should do.
He made a quick shower and went downstairs to the kitchen, fully dressed, where his brother was filling that Gerard thought to be the second cup of coffee. He could also be the third or fourth, he thought then with horror. Drugged. His brother was a drug addict, coffee junkie. At least it was not cocaine.
- 'Day-Mikes
-' Gee-Day. And like every morning, Mikey handed him a cup of hot black coffee. I took it, Gerard, bitter and without even a bit 'of milk.
-So, tell me again this morning shortly after ...?- asked Mikey. Gerard sighed.
-This morning I'm going to resign to the department head to explain the situation. Do not even mention it to the MCR should think that'll work for the 'FBI, and then pick up my stuff and empty office-
-Ma ... the case of the judge, who will? -
-I do not know, Mikes, and apparently nothing that concerns the middle of Newark will be my business, from now on, "said Gerard, with a note of melancholy in his voice. We had taken so long to get used to that place, the new boss and new colleagues, and now would have to drop everything. Not to mention the case. Then followed the kidnapping of Judge Binns from the outset, let go and seemed to leave the court as to his fate.
But the police would never leave the case unsolved would find the court and thrown in jail the kidnappers, he said Gerard. Of course, we would have made. And you
-federal system from today? - Asked, the smaller of the Way. Gerard nodded.
-Yes, today. " They stood in silence to consume their coffee. Gerard munched toast blankly, thinking how strange it would be hard-and-change jobs again.
Maybe it was not such a good idea to accept. Maybe ... perhaps he had better remain at the center of Newark, with colleagues who had become accustomed, and who had in a long-time-used to him. But
then he thought the salary, and he and Mikey really needed it.
Yes, it was the best decision.
-Who the hell is knocking at this hour in the morning? - Mikey asked when the doorbell rang. Gerard shrugged his shoulders and saw his brother disappear, only to return moments later with ...
-Iero, what are you doing here? - Gerard asked while the other took place between him and Mikey. Needless to say, gladly accepted the coffee offered.
-Nothing that I did a tour and thought I'd pass. " Gerard made a face upside down.
"But what the heck, Way! I went to get you, I will help you to clear your old office and settle in again! - and then he said, laughing like crazy. Even Mikey joined in the laughter. Gerard was rather surprised.
-And why do you think I need help? - Asked. Iero expression exhibited a little shocked, a sign that the answer to his question was very, very obvious.
-How will you find the control room, since you've been there once and did not even know where he is? And then, as you think you can get in? -. Gerard shrugged.
-sound intercom? - Asked, knowing he had just said idiotic. It was obvious that would be enough to ring a telephone for entering a central Federal Government. What an idiot.
-course, and they'll open it up two feet-Iero rolled his eyes,-First, there are some highly advanced systems of recognition, and then the guards open only to agents and know them all, one by one, I assure you. Do not you open up anything but fire. " Gerard almost choked with coffee.
-And then, how are you going to open the elevator, providing you are able to overcome the monitoring? -. Gerard thought of the day before, as the Chief had opened the elevator. The paper.
-Yes, it takes the key card. And you still do not have it. They'll give you everything you need today-went Iero, sipping coffee.
-Well, "said Gerard, then, are here as a federal agent, and I scarrozza around with your car service? - Continued, skeptical. Iero was not in uniform. She wore a simple pair of jeans and a black shirt with light sleeves, all finished off with a pair of sneakers and a dark denim jacket.
-Be ', of course not! As you noticed, are in plain clothes. So, no car of the government. Let's go with my-she said, smiling. Gerard nodded.
-go then, you say? -. Gerard nodded again and stood up.
-See you later, Mikes. Pass a good day, "said waving her brother.
-Provided that those pests do not attack me in the chair, said the other, gloomily. Iero thought he was joking, but she was not so sure. Then
-hello ... Mike, see you, and thanks for the coffee-cheerfully greeted when he reached the door. Mikey said with a smile, and the two walked into the street.
Iero went solid steps toward an old red coupe, put the keys in the door and climbed up. Gerard sat in the passenger seat and rolled down the window.
-Fasten your belt, Officer, "said the little man with a smile. Gerard did as he had been ordered, and he smiled: it was strange to be calling agent, why he now had a different shade. Now he was a federal agent.
"Then, in the meantime could you tell me your name. The name, I mean. I'm not going to bring a stranger around all day, "continued the driver, with another smile.
-Oh yes, of course. Are
-Gerard-Gerard, nice name. Frank-I continued, "but we believe that during the service and only Way Iero. They are very strict about these things. " He sighed.
-E is sometimes a pain in the ass. Get Brian. The agent Schechter, I intend to turn sharply to right-Frank and Gerard was forced to stand, on-job is a great nuisance. E 'precise, meticulous. And it's also good that it is, because this work is not really a walk. But ... But it could be a bit 'less tax. Then if you take off from work, in another context, it is a fantastic person, really. E 'witty, intelligent, and great, seriously-
Gerard nodded, anxious to hold on to the door not to fly out the window.
So, Schechter was only a nuisance to work. It was a little 'hard to believe, really, but Frank-' s agent Iero seemed sure of what he said.
-Here we are! - Iero said happily parked the car in front of the station. They got together and, after closing the car, flanked Iero Gerard so fast that he even noticed it and nearly jumped. Almost.
"Then, go over a second-
-Go over what? - Asked Gerard.
-plan. What should we say, do and things like that. Do not tell me that I had not thought of? -. Gerard nodded. Of course we had thought we had thought indeed. He would go in there and would speak in private with his head in his office. Told him that he had accepted the proposal that the federal- he believed to be the FBI, and that he wrote in his resignation that same time. The agency said Iero.
-Be ', I suppose it can go. Please do not hint at the MCR, is a company-
-Super-secret. Yes, I know. Now let's go-Gerard interrupted, annoyed. The always annoyed when people repeat the obvious, or where it's said what he wanted to know.
Yes, perfect. And with me as you put it? Who am I, Way? - Asked the little, annoying Gerard even more.
-L 'agent Iero? - Said, of course.
-Wrong, Way agent. Today I'm just a friend, and I'm helping to take away your-stuff-
Oldman But if you saw yesterday! - Gerard said,-I do not think I do not recognize. " Iero smiled, a smile rather disturbing, to say the truth.
-First, yesterday I was in uniform and not today. I look like a pretty normal guy, dressed like that, and quell'Oldman will not be able to recognize me. Second-smiled again, more disturbing than before-if it were to ask questions, use your voice more convincing to say that I'm just a friend \u0026lt;i> \u0026lt;/ i>. And third, if it is necessary, I will speak. Although I think you will attend to yourself. " Gerard nodded, really not convinced, and went to Central, followed closely by his new colleague.
When they entered, all the department turned to look at them, but nobody said anything, and so they headed to the office of Oldman, disturbed only by prying eyes.
Gerard came in without even knocking, so the door was open, and when she was inside Iero also closed the door behind them. Oldman looked at them, and seemed quite frustrated at the lack of education of Gerard, and asked her what the hell he was doing in the office with so much delay.
Gerard and Frank sat-latter 'had wore dark glasses.
-I came to give my resignation, boss. I accepted the proposal of the federal-debuted Gerard-write as soon as I resign my office, and while my friend and I take all my things-
-Your friend? - Oldman seemed suspicious, - Certainly, I understand, smiled. Gerard thought he had a hunch, but if no sign of anything so there was no need to give more clues.
-I understand that the federal proposal was very attractive, but are you sure you do not want to stay? After all, you are a valid element, and even if you are a great nuisance, the department needs you-continued. Gerard shook his head.
-Thanks for the offer again, but it's time to move-
-Well, if that's what you want. Now go 'to take your things with your friend, and bring me his letter of resignation signed by half an hour, then I have to do. " Gerard nodded and stood up without another word, followed closely by Frank-l 'agent Iero. Together they headed to his office, and once inside Iero closed the door, to talk undisturbed.
-understood something, but at least it did not apply, "said emptying a box of blank pages and putting content on a shelf.
Yes, I told you that is not a fool-Iero. Gerard began to fill the box with his belongings, which had very little to tell the truth. Threw in the paperweight, some special pens, a stapler, staples and a couple of photos.
-all? - Asked Iero watching the box half empty.
-all. I do not like to take half home to work, "said Gerard looking around a bit to see if he had forgotten something. Iero looked again in the box and pulled out the photos. There were more than two, actually.
In one, was portrayed with his brother Gerard, Iero and surmised that it was not too long ago.
In another, the two Way happy smiling, embracing both an older woman looking very affectionate with her hair like blacks and Gerard with his own green eyes flecked with gold and brown, while the other hand, had more angular features of Mikey. The third photograph depicted
Gerard still with that woman, sitting under a porch of a nice house.
In the fourth-and-last photo, he saw Mr Iero smiling and hugging a boy with brown hair and the expression a little unpleasant.
-A friend of yours? - Asked instinctively putting the various photographs in the box. Gerard did not look back either.
-My ex-boyfriend
-Ah-. Iero looked at the photo one last time and then began to look at the room. There was nothing that spoke of Way in there. It was like a room full of cards and sterile, nothing more and nothing less. Any other policeman would have had a lot of pictures of loved ones, or any certificate attached to the walls, or pictures of the good old days when even played football. But nothing he had only those four pictures and nothing else. Weird, that Way.
Meanwhile, Gerard was sitting at his desk and he was typing something to the old computer. The other went up to him. Write-
resign? - Asked. Gerard nodded, struggling with the computer in order to hurry, but that gave it to him not won.
-It 's a very old model, "said Iero,-how do you work with that dinosaur? -. Rise.
-are computers that we have been provided, said Gerard,-why, you work with what model? -
-Be ', before we had laptops of Dell Computers, but now we have provided the handsets and the smaller just light produced by the Macintosh. I think it is the improved version of the MacMini, but it could be a whole new computer, I do not know. They are not even out on the market, not yet, "said Iero, laughing and shocked expression of the companion.
-You too have your own, in a moment. But now come on, we gotta go. " Gerard nodded, still shocked by the news that soon would have a super-computer of its own. Federal Those were really, really fantastic.
finished writing his letter of resignation and the press, then signed it and took it to his boss, who the counter (Oldman Gerard had the impression that he had not really want). They said goodbye with a handshake and a few formal words, but nothing more. After all, had not yet had time to become attached, and the farewell was not as painful as a result had been healthy when Gerard Parker. Better that way.
course, before leaving, he recommended \u0026lt;i> \u0026lt;/ i> Oldman not to tell anyone where he was and what would be his job, because the consequences were not exactly pleasant. Then along came
Gerard Iero agent, carrying only a half-empty box and do not feel any lack of central Newark. After all, it was really the best.
They went back in the car, and in twenty minutes were in front of the old building.
This time, Gerard noted that when the car had stopped at the gate his colleague had lowered the window and had filed into the intercom. A metallic voice had appeared shortly after, but Gerard could not understand what he said.
-What happened? - Then asked, intrigued.
-Oh, that. It was the retinal scanner, and the voice confirms that the scanner has been made and that those who have passed is actually an agent of the MCR, then the gate opens. But there are always guards, making sure that there are intruders, the agent explained Iero parked the car in front of the gate, going down and leaving the keys attached to the framework.
The lead-in parking, "said, noting the curious eyes of Gerard.
Again, entered the old building and moved to the second floor. They entered the room and headed safe behind the curtain, and inserted Iero his magnetic card into the slot, so that the doors opened before them. E-
the intercom that is it for? - Gerard asked, genuinely curious. The other smiled.
-That is for speech recognition in case of emergency, or if someone loses the card. But it is always used in an emergency because no one would dream of losing the key card, it said it would be like to be a federal agent. " In seconds they reached the operations center, Iero and Gerard drove to the offices. He did get one of those in the box and placed it on the desktop black.
-Well, things your system quickly, while I I'll get everything you'll need in here, "said smiling and leaving the office quickly. When he returned, Gerard had already emptied the box and left him in a corner.
Iero rested a few things on the desk, and a black suit with white shirt and leather shoes coordinates on one of the chairs black.
-So this is your key card. I recommend it, defend it at the cost of living, you must not lose it. Then this is your pager, it is always very helpful and we need to communicate. My number is already included in the book, together with that of Schechter, Toro and Bryar. So this here is a mini computer that speaks to you, you'll have time to play, now we have to do, "said Gerard had to turn on when the little white laptop.
-That's your uniform, the size should be exact. Do not ask how, they have given to me when I arrived, without making the measurements, and it was perfect. Now I'll take you to record your retina, then we should begin to see how well you do in the race type, resistance and struggle. And then we're done, but it will also over the day-
Iero smiled, happy. I wonder if he was always so when a new colleague, Gerard thought.
-Ah, you were assegnato alla nostra squadra. Intendo quella mia, di Schechter, Toro e Bryar- disse ancora.
Gerard sorrise.
-Sì, lo so-
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