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Wade shrugged. “Nobody except a few neighbors and firemen saw you getting arrested. None of them recognize either of us. It’ll only go sideways if Captain America right there gets fucked by his conscience,” Wade said and motioned at Carl who was still visibly furious. Wade handed Hugo’s belongings back to him. Hugo checked his phone. It was swarmed with missed calls and messages. Most of them were from Juan Varga. “Keep your word. I’m really going out on a limb here,” Wade said. There wasn't much to hold Hugo accountable if he decided to back off from his side of the bargain.

Crystal said. "We're going to crash at Maggie and Glen's. They're out of town and said it was okay. It's closer. We're exhausted." Andrea also wasn't in the mood to have nine cats pawing at her and climbing all over her for attention. She loved visiting Crystal's furry friends, but there was a limit to how much she could take. "Wait, he's staying?" "Yeah." "I need more details about this Captain America guy." "His name is Zain," Andrea whispered.

A message from the Chief lit up before my eyes. Chief: Martha Stewart has been detained and is in our custody as I speak. You are needed at the precinct. My hand tightened around the phone, almost sandwiching it. I took a deep breath, staring at the words on my screen . My lips stretched to a faint smile. Finally, something meaningful m. Finally, there was hope. Finally…..

“The high command must discuss the matter… you are all dismissed. It is nearly lights-out, I recommend you return to your barracks immediately.” We all stood and silently filed out. I saw out of the corner of my eye that Captain Beta had been detained by the burly guards. He had a look on his face… resignation. He knew he was doomed. Lieutenant Beta caught up with me at the door. “Why?” she hissed furiously. “How could you do that to me?”

The captain then got into the air craft which then began to hover above ground with a low whirring noise before climbing higher into the air then blasting off forward until it was merely a speck in the clear blue summer sky. “Well,” sighed Natasha, “I guess that just leaves us.” Lucas noticed that she was still feeling hurt having been left out. “How exactly does this shield work again?” he got her attention and she smiled. “Yeah,” cut in Marcus, “time to see what Captain America here can really do!” “Oh, there's something else I forgot to show you,” Natasha said and the rest of them followed her to another chamber, leaving behind Jenna and Katie in the main chamber. “At least they're having

She looked up and met his gaze, keeping her countenance neutral. “Yes, General Batton, both targets were acquired without incident.” “Without incident?” General Batton repeated with a chilly tone, his eyes settling on the Captain. “Nothing that wasn’t handled by my men efficiently.” The Captain bristled. General Batton’s lip curled up on one side. “Very good, Captain.” He looked back to Mikhail. “Hand over then.” Captain Vascal coughed, clearing his throat nervously then announced his detainees. “Lord Mikhail Semenov…” He then tugged on the chain and pulled Kat up to beside himself and held the chain out to the General. “…and Katarina De’Basille, Sir.”

I muttered. Big huge mistake because they forgot one thing, I’m Callista Madden. I grabbed my phone again and dialed. “Hello, authorities?” My voice was steady now and sharp as glass. “Yes, I’d like to file a report.” I paused for a minute. “Unlawful detainment.” There was another pause. “Yes,” I continued, my lips curling into a cold smile. “And I have names.” Luca, Elysia, every single one of them.

*** KAT *** The men were in Colton's office so I had some breathing room. Cierra and I had been putting our heads together all evening trying to figure out a way around Colton and his psychosis, now we're calling in reinforcements. For all that she's a federal agent, her husband doesn't tell her anything either, so we have to go digging on our own.

Nathan happened to walk by, stick in hand. I figured that as captain he'd at least do something about the toxic bullying. Instead he was frowning, still griping to the vice-captain. "Our blue-line defense was like wet paper today. Bunch of useless idiots." He didn't even glance at the jerseys strewn across the floor, just took one long stride over them and strode off. Watching his arrogant back, I let out a bitter laugh. Back in my dorm that night, with nowhere to vent, I logged straight into my hockey-forum alt account: IceTyrant.

After leaving me broken and humiliated in front of the entire league? I pressed a hand to my chest, trying to steady my breathing. My heart was still racing, a confusing mix of rage and something dangerously close to anticipation. I hated that part of me, the weak part that still remembered the way his touch used to feel, the way his laugh had once made me feel safe. I picked up my phone with slightly trembling fingers and saw the new team alert pop up. “Ward Bennett arrives at 2 PM for intake and hip evaluation with Dr. Aria Vance.”