The Capture
"It would be best to put silver on the bars to keep him in. Silver burns a great number of paranormal beasties. Except for the fey - silver actually makes them heal," said Dean.
"Well how do we know if the myths are the same as the real thing? What if the silver has no effect?" asked Tyler.
"Tranquilizers, and then we'll most likely have to put him down, but we'll still have the video evidence. It's hard to say if what's actually said in the lore books and told in stories actually apply to them," said Dean.
"Ok then, we'll set up the cell. We need another place to store the goods. Can you find someplace where we can store what is displaced by this?" asked Tyler.
"Of course sir. There may even be room in another area of our storage facility where we can fit them," said Dean.
"Good, get to it," said Tyler.
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Mike sat in a bar holding a bottle of vodka taking long sips. 'How could have I have been so stupid to have miscounted the days until the full moon,' thought Mike, angry with himself. To make matters worse, the moon fever had persisted even after the moon had begun melting away. He felt as though he was going to go climbing up the walls with all the anxiety bubbling furiously away inside of him.
'What is so special about that woman that's gotten me so hot?' wondered Mike as he was still continually plagued by visions of Julia's naked form. Mike's phone rang, and he pulled it out of his pocket and opened it. "Hello?"
"Mike, it's Marsha here. We need to talk about your assignment."
"Sorry Marsha, the target is proving to be difficult to mark. When I was just about to make him, somebody made off with one of his artifacts and all the alarms went off," said Mike. "He's changed all his security arrangements, so it's going to take longer then expected."
"Ok, how much longer do you think you'll need on this because we need it done soon," said Marsha.
"I should need another week at least to be able to detail a proper plan," said Mike.
"He's intensified his security that much?" asked Marsha.
"Yes. He has guards posted everywhere now. When I was casing his new security arrangements he had sensors and cameras in all sorts of places , it's going to take me some time to uncover them and figure out how to get them disabled," said Mike.
"We'll offer you double your fee if you can get this done by the end of the week," said Marsha.
"Will do."
"Good, hope to see you next week then," said Marsha and the line disconnected.
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Julia sighed and pressed the bottle of water to her forehead. "Damn him, even now that the moon is fading away he's still teasing me. Why is he so damned special?" muttered Julia as she was still unable to stop seeing the muscular ridges of Mike's chest and stomach.
"You still not feeling well, Julia?" asked Sheryl.
"Nope, I'm getting better though. It's just really irritating. I hardly ever get sick!" groaned Julia.
"Why did you come in today then?" asked Sheryl.
"Because I had to. How did your date with Mitchell go last night?" asked Julia
Sheryl blushed and said, "It was great."
"I think it was more than just great," grinned Julia.
Sheryl just blushed deeper. "Hey, did you catch Julia's fever?" asked Mitchell as he came up to them.
"No, she's just blushing," said Julia grinning.
Mitchell grinned. "Ready to start work, Sheryl?"
"Yeah, let's go," said Sheryl.
"What are you guys doing today?" asked Julia.
"We're cataloguing the artifacts discovered in that Mayan temple in Guatemala last month," said Sheryl.
"Sounds interesting. I'm going to be researching more on the items our target Mr. Johnson has been acquiring. There's a rumor that he has some jewelry that Pharaoh Ramses II's wife wore," said Julia.
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"The silver bars are in place, so do we have an address?" asked Tyler.
"No sir, but we did find out that he works as a freelance assassin and he was at the mansion because his target was our target. He's made plans to go back and finish the job we disrupted," said Ryan.
"Good, I want you to post people to watch that mansion. When he shows up, we can grab him," said Tyler.
"Dean said that we will need a rhino tranquilizer to get him," said Tina.
"That will kill him if he really doesn't have what werewolves supposedly have," said Tyler.
"I know, but we can't take our chances, because if regular tranquilizers don't work, we'll have a werewolf with assassin training after us," said Tina.
"Ok, that place needs to be watched. Find him and catch him," said Tyler.
"Yes sir," said Tina and Ryan.
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Standing outside the entrance to the building that faced the mansion, Mike pointed a gun at the wall of the entrance and fired what looked like an electric bolt. The wall sizzled and a few chips of blackened wiring fell away.
Using his superior sense of smell and hearing, he easily tracked down the guards who were watching the upper levels of the building, and quietly dealt with them. He then came to the top of the building wearing one of the guard's uniforms. He took out the rifle segments from his duffel and assembled them.
"Tina, it's a go. The scout on the eastern side spotted a few gun flares. He's here," said Ryan as he approached her.
"Good, let's get ourselves a wolf," said Tina, entering the building.
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Mike adjusted his rifle scope as he scanned the rooms. He found his target sitting in his study, and aimed his cross-hairs at him as Tina came out onto the roof. She aimed the dart gun at Mike as he fired two shots. The target slumped over dead on his table as Tina let the dart fly.
Mike grunted as he felt the dart dig into his neck. He turned and saw Tina standing there holding the gun, but his vision started blurring as the tranquilizer ran through his body.
"It worked. Come on up. I'll need some help carrying him," said Tina as Mike collapsed into a heap on the ground.
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Mike awoke with a burn on his skin. He opened his eyes, but quickly shut them again when he was almost blinded from the intensity of light coming from the bars. Mike cursed and muttered, "Silver. How the hell am I going to get out of this?" He dragged himself to the corner of the cell, trying to get away from the glaring heat of the bars.
