CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED and THIRTEEN
(part four)
“But…” Tanesha furrowed her brow. “Why would you help us?”
“Bacon?” Alex smiled.
“There’s a group of people, a group of men, who have used their power and influence to prey on people,” Raz said. “They’re dinosaurs and, with your mom’s help, for the first time in a long, long time, we have a chance of really stopping them. A meteor called Yvonne is about to change their world.”
“This morning, they thought they could get here early and make your mom disappear. We’re going to make a big fuss over who has jurisdiction over you. We’re mostly stalling and making a public stink so the Denver Police have to step in. Rodney, you ready?”
“Yes ma’am,” Rodney said.
“All right,” Alex said. “Who wants to get the Marshalls?”
“Why don’t we all go?” the FBI Agent in Charge said.
“Let’s watch from upstairs!” Charlie said.
Mike picked up Jill and everyone trotted up the long stairway to Jacob’s old apartment; leaving Yvonne, Rodney, and Tanesha downstairs with Delphie and Sam.
“Ready?” Alex called up the stairs.
“Ready!” Mike called back.
“Yes sir,” Alex’s team called down to her.
“All right,” Alex smiled. “Feebs first.”
The men in blue suits went out the door. Alex raised her eyebrows at Colin and Raz. They put on dark sunglasses and went out into the driveway. From her spot next to the door, Tanesha saw two men in blue suits move through the paparazzi to the Marshalls. The men outside the gate spoke to the US Marshalls. For a split second, Tanesha thought she saw the Marshalls’ faces wash with relief.
And then they started to protest.
The FBI agents took up the challenge from inside the fence while Alex, Colin, and Raz stood back looking sinister. In a few minutes, all of the Federal Agents where entertaining the paparazzi by yelling at each other. When Jeraine walked to the front gate, the photographers pressed forward.
“Let’s let them do their thing,” Sam closed the door. “Come on. Breakfast is getting cold.”
Tanesha looked at Delphie’s worried face. Sam put his hand on her back.
“There’s nothing we can do now,” he said. “We have to trust that everyone will do their part.”
Delphie nodded.
“Come on everyone,” Sam called upstairs. “Let’s eat.”
Tanesha followed her parents back into the dining room. As people began to fill the room, Alex’s team came out of hiding to join them. Tanesha leaned over to her father.
“Do you know what’s going to happen?” Tanesha asked.
“Only what she said and what you witnessed,” Rodney said. “It won’t keep us out of the police station.”
“At least this time, we’re not alone,” Yvonne said.
“Alex, Raz and the Feebs will be with your parents the entire time,” MJ said. “No secret deals in back rooms. Everything up front and documented. Your mom will be home for dinner.”
“We have to trust the players,” Sandy reached for Tanesha’s hand and squeezed it.
“It’s going to be another long day,” Delphie said.
Denver Cereal continues tomorrow…
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