CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED and THIRTEEN
(part three)
“Uh, Mike?” The big guy who took care of Teddy in the summer said. “Where’s the bacon?”
As if it was a magic word, the soldiers and FBI agents fell silent. All eyes turned on Mike. The air tightened with hostility.
“I thought you were here to see that justice was served,” Mike said.
“You thought wrong,” The big guy said.
“We’re here for bacon,” Alex laughed.
Laughing, Mike went to the kitchen. Sandy followed him. They returned with an extra platter of bacon and a plate of muffins.
“NSA?” Alex asked. She picked up a piece of bacon from the platter as it passed.
“They’re outside,” an older, thickset member of Alex’s team said. “And they are pissed. I guess the papz are starting to arrive.”
The tall brown-haired soldier who served as Alex’s second in command turned to Valerie.
“Did you release the baby pictures?” he asked.
“No,” Valerie said.
“Perfect,” Alex clapped. “Where’s Jeraine?”
“He’s outside,” Tanesha mumbled.
“Sorry, what?” Alex asked.
“He’s outside,” Jill the chief meddler repeated. “Waiting for the signal.”
“I do love this kind of thing! Team?” Alex pointed to the kitchen.
The big guy grabbed the platter of bacon, another soldier took the muffins and they retreated to the kitchen.
“Ready?” Alex asked the FBI agents. They nodded. “Where is…”
Her eyes scanned the table until they found Rodney and Yvonne. She smiled at them.
“Claire told me you were gorgeous. Nice to meet you, Yvonne. I’m Alex, General Hargreaves daughter.”
“One of his crazy twins?” Yvonne asked.
“Mom!” Horrified, Tanesha shook her head. “She’s here to help you!”
“I am the crazier one,” Alex smiled. “You remember Samantha?”
“The pretty one.”
“Yes, the pretty one,” Alex smiled. “She’s your lawyer. She’ll be here in a few minutes.”
“Tell her what’s going to happen,” Raz said.
“We’re here to ensure that you, Yvonne, aren’t whisked away somewhere. Those guys at the gate called us when they got the order last night. I’m an old friend of Mike’s. I knew this was going on, but we couldn’t really do anything until we heard from the Marshalls. They don’t want to have to take Yvonne anywhere against her will. But they have orders. We…” She gestured to herself, Colin and Raz. “We’re Homeland Security. These guys are FBI and some NSA agents are outside. We’re going to go out there and argue over who has jurisdiction over Yvonne. If we have to, we’ll pull out the big guns.”
“But…” Tanesha furrowed her brow. “Why would you help us?”
“Bacon?” Alex smiled.
Denver Cereal continues tomorrow…
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