World 12: Spies - RP Thread

Laura shook her head. "I don't think so."

George picked up his phone and texted Neil. He couldn't shake the feeling that he would do something stupid and ignore his warning. He had a tendancy to act like a hormonal teenager sometimes. He texted a: "What's happening? Something stupid? " and sent it. Then he walked back to the other two.

George didn't know what was going on with Neil right now, and he didn't know if he should tell Tyler or not. Almost without thinking any of that through properly, he lied. "It was my wife." However, George knew that Tyler was a better liar than him, and could see lies better too, so he just hoped that Tyler was tired after his work, otherwise he had just tangled himself in to a mess he couldn't escape. You better not do anything stupid, Neil.

Wayward Daughter wrote:Eventually, the guide paused outside a doorway. He indicated his head towards it, gesturing that it was the one Drew should go through, then left. This time, he moved at such a speed that he seemed to turn into nothing but a blurring trail. Drew blinked at that, registering that the man had only traveled more slowly before in order to make sure he wasn't lost, and forced himself to knock once on the door, heavily. A gruff voice answered, instructing him to come in. He did.

There was only one man there, sitting facing him at the head of a long table. He was formally dressed in a crisp shirt, and his sharp, blue-green eyes were looking at him cleanly. As if looking right through him. Drew pushed that idea aside, telling himself it was ridiculous.

Ackerley? he asked, but didn't wait for any answer. My name's Falcon. You've come here to join us?

Again, that was more of a statement than a question, despite its tone. Drew still replied, though.

I have.

George went home and left Laura alone. She decided to wait for Tyler. After all, he was the hero of the day.

Neil however, starting thinking through tactics while the plane was flying smoothly across the water. It was then that his mind once again wandered of to Tyler, which it seemed to do more frequently nowadays. He wished Tyler was with him, but they weren't a team anymore and even if they were, they couldn't do this misson. At least not Neil, and he knew he had to. The hardest part would be to find him without any authority. He couldn't exactly call himself FBI during this mission.

(Hero of the day )

He re-emerged from the office, a little surprised to find Laura still waiting.

Everything went fine, he told her. He wasn't trying to reassure, not exactly. He knew that she seemed too professional to let such a thing bother her.

"I forgot to gratulate you for the achievement of Hero of the day, but don't worry, it won't be there tomorrow." she said with a hint of teasing in her voice. She felt more relaxed around her new group now. Actually, she felt more comfortable with them than any other of her groups, which scared her a little.

"Competition." she answered. "See you Monday, Tyler." she said, winking and turning around to head to her car. She almost lost control but she succeeded in entering her car before she started laughing hysterically.

Neil eventually landed on the airport. He drove to the hotel that he figured his nemesis would be at and when he arrived at the luxurous off-side hotel, he entered the lobby and waited. His nemesis would appear there sooner or later.

George went to sleep pretty soon after he entered his apartment. Before he slept however, he sent another text to Neil.

George waked up and shut of his alarm. He did his morning routine and was heading for work when he thought about his texts to Neil. He looked one last time at his phone and still didn't see any new messages on it. He needed to tell Tyler. He didn't really know why, but he felt he had to. So he drove to work and entered the HQ.

George greeted him back. "Tyler, I have to tell you something." He then took a pause and thought through what he was going to say. "Neil was hear yesterday and was using the computers for something. I thought that I could cover for him, but since then I have sent a lot of texts and he hasn't answered them. I think he is about to do something stupid."

"I don't know." George said, shrugging. "It just feels like, knowing Neil, he will do something that he shouldn't. Who knows, he may allready have done it." he said, anxiety showing of in his voice too.

George went to the computer he had seen Neil log in to and logged in himself. George didn't seem to find any history of Neil being there. He must have erased it. But George had a plan. He went to the printer settings and made it reprint what had been last printed and soon, the ocean of different documents started printing.

George looked at the papers and for every page that was printed, George knew with certainty, what Neil was trying to do. He was trying to find the assasin.

"We must stop him. We should check his house and see if he succeeded in finding his whereabouts or not." George said, hoping that he hadn't. Because if he had, then he was out in deep water.