Chapter 8 #2
When it was time to leave for the day, she left with her coworkers, and listened as they all moaned and groaned about going home to make dinner, help kids with homework, and do mundane stuff.
After being taken from the jail, she had been dumped in this office as a transfer and no one in the entire office had ever done undercover work.
This office was for paper pushers. She was glad she only had two days left before she was done with it all.
She wanted to be where the action was. Not that there would be much until they were established, but at least she would be in on the ground floor of this exciting new adventure.
The ride home was uneventful, and she sighed in relief when she saw Psycho exiting his truck as she pulled into the driveway.
“Tough day?” he asked as he approached and gave her a long hug, and a quick kiss.
“Yes, however, I need to talk with you.”
“Okay, help me grab some of these boxes.” He opened the tailgate of his truck and reached in, and brought out a made up box for her. “Careful, it’s heavy.” He handed it to her and steadied her when she took it.
“What’s in this, rocks?”
Psycho laughed as he grabbed the stack of boxes, and they went to the front door together. As she unlocked the door, and turned off the alarm, he set the boxes down and ran back to close his tailgate. They entered and she set the box down on the coffee table.
“It’s newspapers. I stopped in at the local grocery store for the boxes, then asked if they had any old papers.
They said their pick up guy only comes once a week.
They only have to rip off the top of the unsold ones, to turn into the guy that usually delivers them.
They then toss the rest of the papers in the dumpster.
They hadn’t taken them out yet when I asked for them.
” He lifted the top newspaper and Petra saw the top with the name and date of the paper was missing.
“Huh, I never knew that.”
“Yeah, me either, but we’re good. I have one silly question for you.”
“What’s that?”
“Do you know how to cook?”
“I do,” Petra laughed. “Do you?”
“Yes, I asked because we’ve been eating take out for the last week.”
“Yes, but since I knew I would be moving soon, there wasn’t a reason to purchase groceries. Depending on the condition of your house we’re going to, we might have to eat out more, or order take out. I hope you don’t expect me to cook every meal for us?”
“No, I’m not saying that. I’m just wondering if you know how to cook.” He pulled his phone with a grin. “What do you want to eat tonight?”
“Pizza, two different kinds.”
“What’s that?”
“Meat lovers, and veggie lovers.”
“I can wrap my head around that.” He called it in, as she went to her bedroom to change. She called out that she would be starting to pack up her bedroom, and he come down to ask what she said.
“Sit,” she pointed to the end of the bed and waited until he did. She looked at him and nodded once. “I met with Kessler today.”
“Really? Kessler actually showed up?”
“Yes, he’s agreed for me to go with you. He wanted to talk to me personally about this assignment. I can leave on Monday so we will be arriving in the area at the same time.”
“Great, what else did he have to say?”
“He’s telling the director that I’m being transferred and the director will tell my office on Monday that I transferred out.
” She held up her hand and hurried out of the room, and came back with her purse.
“I talked to him about getting burner phones, he said he’d get back to me by the end of the day.
This arrived at my desk at quarter to five.
” She handed him the interoffice envelope and let him open it.
They both whistled as they saw the cash.
“Did you count it?”
“No, I saw it was cash, then stuffed it back in the envelope and into my purse. I didn’t need anyone to walk by, see it, and start asking questions that I’m not at liberty to answer. Besides, it’s no one’s business what I’m doing.”
“There’s five grand here.”
“Holy shit.”
“What else?” he asked as he handed it back to her. “I’ll put you in charge of getting the phones. Also, we’re going to want to get receipts because we won’t want a RICO case brought against us.”
“I agree. We may be undercover, but we’re not criminals. Maybe we can each purchase them, but at every other stop. You know, I get the first one, you get the second.”
“We can do that. What else did he say?”
“That when he gets back to DC tomorrow, he’s going to have HR pay me my wages into the account I used when I was undercover before.”
“Seems fair, anything else?”
“Not from him, but I mentioned something to him. He’s going to look into it.”
“What’s that?”
“I told him if he has any more undercover agents that need a place to hole up, unwind, or whatever, maybe lay low, to send them our way, but not before he reaches out to you via that encrypted laptop you told me about.”
Psycho cocked his head to the side and stared at her for a long minute before he nodded. “I like that idea. This way we’ll know who to expect, and I can ask questions about where they were undercover, and the results. How hot of a tail they may have. How deep they were in.”
“I sort of know what you mean about results, but could you clarify?”
“Results in were arrests made, or did they pull them from the assignment for some reason? Will people come looking for the agent, or are they in the clear? Another thing I would want to know is if the club they infiltrated would be looking for this agent? What was the location of the undercover assignment before they were pulled. Stuff like that.”
“I hadn’t thought of that, but since everyone is already undercover agents, I thought that was a way to bring in more club members.”
“Good thinking.” He went to reach for her, but she shook her head.
“If we’re leaving here in four days, we need to get to work.
Since its Wednesday now, I can leave out enough clothes for the last two days of work.
I thought that maybe on Saturday morning we could go get the truck and dolly.
Do you know how long the trip will take? ”
“Two days, or twenty hours.”
“Okay, yeah, I guess driving from Florida to Iowa will be long. We’re not going through Texas, are we?”
“No, I thought we’d go up the state, into Alabama, over to Mississippi, Arkansas, then go up into Missouri, and into Iowa that way.
Texas and New Mexico will be between us and Tucson.
I’m avoiding that area. Not that I think anyone from Devil’s Scorpions would be out of jail, or looking for us, but I don’t want to push our luck. ”
“Got it.”
He rose from the bed and started out, then turned back around. “One question.”
“What’s that?” Petra was distracted by taping open boxes so she could load her clothes in them.
Luckily, she had grabbed big enough boxes that she only had to take the hangers and lay them in the box, with the clothes still on them.
She would throw her stuff from the dresser in her laundry baskets and place towels around them.
“Do all the appliance stay?”
“What do you mean?”
“What about the washer and dryer? I thought I found a receipt in your junk drawer the other day for them, less than six months ago.”
“Oh my god, yes, they are mine. There weren’t any here, and I said I’d go out and buy them, with the condition that I would take them when I leave.”
“Good, because I have no clue what was left at the new house. I rented it out until six months ago. See, I called them when the arrests were made and I was taken away from the jail. They knew the day would come, and they actually sounded pretty happy about it.”
“Why would you say that?”
“They were both transferred to the west coast and had to be out there by last week. That’s why I’m leaving Monday, to give them time to get everything out.”
“Good, maybe my fear won’t happen.”
“What fear was that?” he asked, the crooked his finger at her when the door bell sounded.
He went to get their pizza’s while she went to the kitchen to get their dishes.
They settled at the table with the beer he had brought over the night before.
Neither spoke as they took a slice of each kind of pizza and ate half a slice.
“Your fear?”
“Oh, I feared that we would be walking into a house full of cobwebs, dust, and years of neglect.”
“Oh, no, a few months after I bought it, a friend of mine told me about this couple, and I contacted them. It was right before I was cleared mentally and Flynn and Kessler sent me to Devil’s Scorpions.”
“Ah, okay, so you own it?”
“Yes, and I don’t even have a mortgage. I paid for it outright.
I did a lot of investing over the years and whenever I made money, I stuck it in CD’s to collect interest daily.
When I cashed a couple of them out, I was able to purchase this farm we’re heading to.
At least that’s what I call it because there is a house, a barn, and a chicken coop.
I don’t know if you want to have animals on the farm, but we can if you want. ”
“I wouldn’t mind a couple of cats or dogs.
” She shrugged as she finished eating. They talked about their day, and afterward, ended up packing up the dishes in the kitchen.
By the time Psycho left for the night, they had made a big dent in the packing.
She walked around the house as she locked up and realized that only her bedroom remained.
Along with the bathroom. She went to bed that night happy that the two of them had accomplished a lot in a few short days.
She also couldn’t believe how well they got along, it was like they had been in each other’s lives for ages instead of only a few days since knowing that Psycho was one of the good guys, and not a notorious bad biker ready to spend the rest of his life behind bars, that thought caused her to sigh contentedly as she settled in to sleep.