The Fortune Cookie Affair, Chapter 19
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section7mfu“Let me assure you, the substance on my nails is non-lethal.”
“In that case, sweet dreams love.” April felt a great deal of satisfaction darting Angelique in the derriere. I’ll leave these three for the clean-up crew, she thought.
After a sweep of the warehouse, April determined that someone was in the process of building a bomb on the premises. It hadn’t been armed yet. She put in a call to her boss.
Meanwhile, Illya concluded his interrogation with Agent Harty and entering Waverly’s office, he found Sylvia Barton. Another suspicious fortune had been found, it was the address for Hurley’s Bar. April’s call came through at that moment.
“That’s about it, sir. I’ve tried contacting Solo and Slate but they haven’t answered.
“Why would Angelique choose one site over another, unless... it’s a trap!” Illya surmised.
“All right, Miss Dancer. Go directly to Hurley’s Bar. Mr. Kuryakin will meet you there. Use utmost caution, both of you.”
Mark and Napoleon had found the bar abandoned and boarded up. Once inside, they were accosted by an unknown, shadowy figure.
When Illya and April arrived forty minutes later, they stood in the street and stared.
Hurley’s Bar was totally engulfed in flames.
Up next is an anonymous pinch-hitter for Jantojones.
“In that case, sweet dreams love.” April felt a great deal of satisfaction darting Angelique in the derriere. I’ll leave these three for the clean-up crew, she thought.
After a sweep of the warehouse, April determined that someone was in the process of building a bomb on the premises. It hadn’t been armed yet. She put in a call to her boss.
Meanwhile, Illya concluded his interrogation with Agent Harty and entering Waverly’s office, he found Sylvia Barton. Another suspicious fortune had been found, it was the address for Hurley’s Bar. April’s call came through at that moment.
“That’s about it, sir. I’ve tried contacting Solo and Slate but they haven’t answered.
“Why would Angelique choose one site over another, unless... it’s a trap!” Illya surmised.
“All right, Miss Dancer. Go directly to Hurley’s Bar. Mr. Kuryakin will meet you there. Use utmost caution, both of you.”
Mark and Napoleon had found the bar abandoned and boarded up. Once inside, they were accosted by an unknown, shadowy figure.
When Illya and April arrived forty minutes later, they stood in the street and stared.
Hurley’s Bar was totally engulfed in flames.
Up next is an anonymous pinch-hitter for Jantojones.
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