Rememb & Recon Complete

[lucymalta]

Sorry for the delay, and even more sorry its a little short , but I hope you'll enjoy this one...

Lucy

Chapter 56

Mich slowly stretched her shoulders. She had been waiting in the shadows for over an hour and her muscles were protesting about the lack of movement. For a moment, her mind began to drift as her frustration began to rise. She had to catch the Lynx before her adversary could get to Horatio…

Her mind began to slip away as his image appeared in front of her, the soft smile that was always present when he was with Amber. The image changed and became more concentrated, Mich herself began to smile as the expression changed to one of animated concentration – the look reserved for when he was helping Kyra with her homework.

The image began to blur as tears began to form, what would she do if Horatio wasn’t around? Certainly she was not as she used to be – the anger had died away, but her instincts as the Wolf had not. She would never return to the streets as a way to combat her frustration and depression, but would she cope?

Horatio had become the rock she could lean on, the shoulder she could cry on, the person she could talk to about anything and not be judged – although talking about her past was still difficult. Without him she would survive – she had to for the sake of her girls – but beyond survival, all she could see was a black void.

The tears slowly began to slide down her cheek as she continued her vigil.

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The Lynx quietly began to move. She stretched and felt several bones in her back crack and cursed silently, she really was getting too old for this climbing around on roof tops lark. For a moment she was lost in thought, her mind scanning through the few hours since she had left her motel room.

That she had been followed was no doubt in her mind, her senses so fine tuned, she had picked up on the slight movement here and there. It was why she had remained on the rooftop for such a long time. Whoever had been following her was a specialist, of that she had no doubt.

Pausing inside the stair well to make sure all was quiet, she pondered on the mystery. Who would have the necessary skills to track her so well in an urban environment? Only the CIA and Mossad had designated ‘hunters’ whose job it was to track down rogue agents.

Reaching the ground floor, she paused again and frowned. The CIA and Mossad hunters were easy to spot, this person wasn’t… As she stepped outside the door into the shadow, she glanced around releasing her senses outward trying to see if she had lost her tail.

Sensing nothing she was about to move when a thought crossed her mind. What if the person tailing her wasn’t a ‘hunter’… Who else could it be… Frustration began to rise as her mind began to solve the riddle… Another such as she… Another assassin would know the moves, know what to look for.

She waited a full ten minutes before she began to move. In her mind only seven people had the skill to track her so silently. Her old contact at CIA had informed her that three of those were missing in action – presumed dead. Two others were working in Columbia, slowly but surely eliminating members of the cartels. How they had got their information was currently under speculation, but the Lynx had her own ideas about that one – and the person in her mind was conveniently serving life behind the bars of a British jail.

The final two were supposedly retired, but no-one ever remained retired in her line of work. Taking a step forward, her mind caused her to pause once more. The thought of Robert Franks in a UK jail had raised a final possibility…

Straightening up, her lips drawn in a tight thin line, she scanned the area once more. Then making a decision she began to move to her next destination.

“So, the Wolf has come out to play… Let’s play catch.”

[margaret1234]

Oh yes...let's play catch. The Lynx is not stupid is she......she has worked it out. So let the game begin......the Lynx seems to be slightly more awake than Mich right now. Mich has relaxed her vigil just a bit......hope this doesn't mean the Lynx claims another victim.

Margaret

[NV Oracle]

She was never stupid, Margaret. She couldn't have been, and had been in that business for long. However, the fact that she has worked it out, could mean more of a difficulty for Mich to get her 'man'. The Lynx knows exactly who is tracking her, and she'll be more careful in leaving tracks behind.

I'll still place my bet on Mich and Horatio, though. They'll get her in the end.

Great chapter, Lucy. Can't wait to see what happens next.

Your friend
Oracle

[pinkyster]

Oh my, so she now has suspicision that the Wolf is onto her. That is not good. Hopefully Mich is better than her. Great chapter. Glad you were able to post, short or otherwise is fine with me LOL...

Jen

[deborah]

WOW! the Lynx has figured out who is tracking her. I hope Mich doesn't get to complacent and stays alert at what is going on around her. Horatio is not going any where he will be there for her. So she needs to concentrate on what she is doing and catch the Lynx.

Deborah

[sanne]

Let the games begin.....................

So the Lynx has figured out about the Wolf......So instead of a cat and mouse game, this will be a Lynx and Wolf game....

Sandra

[lucymalta]

Hehe... Aren't you lucky... I managed to squeeze this one out...

Enjoy

Lucy

Chapter 57

The Lynx held her breath, hoping to hear something... anything, but there was no sound she could identify. She cursed slightly, knowing that she had not been able to lose her tail. Dammit, the Wolf had gotten good…

She wanted to turn around, retrace her steps, confront the woman she believed was following her, but a glance at her watch showed that she was running out of dark time… She hated working at night, but that had been one of the conditions of this job. As had the weekend restriction.

She was surprised by the ‘rules’ that had been set out, but her employer had informed her it would be a sure fire way to attract the PD – and the Lieutenant’s - attention. Doing a little research of her own, she had found out about the two year old cold case – and done a little investigating of her own.

That the murders had been done by a paid assassin was clear to her almost immediately, but it took her another day to realise that it was not just an ordinary contract kill, but a systematic black ops mission. The only thing she couldn’t work out was who had done the job. No-one she knew had the skill with katana blades that this assassin did.

She moved on. She had to get this final kill within the next half hour, or her record would be spoilt. At least for her contract the last name on her list would be at a time of her choosing… She had already chosen the place. The Noche had asked for the kill to be visible… To send fear into the PD… To send the clearest message possible.

Ten minutes later, she was in position, her target in sight.

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Mich looked carefully around, seeing the Lynx settle into position. She watched carefully as her old trainer prepared for her moment. She swore, knowing she would not be able to warn the people on the other side of the road. If she did, the Lynx would get away – and quite possibly aim at Mich as she did so. Knowing how accurate the ex-CIA agent was with her crossbow it was a chance she could not take.

How could she help Horatio and the team if she was dead?

Her anger began to rise with the feeling of helplessness as the Lynx moved closer to her target. Three youths were gathered together, joking about something or other, not knowing that Death was walking among them. She could not prevent one of them losing a life – that she knew – but she could help the team gain evidence…

Taking out her throwing stars, she moved forwards carefully, knowing she had to time her strike to perfection. The Lynx was slightly angled to her position, and in the darkness a difficult target – especially as there was a streetlamp blurring her vision.

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The Lynx raised her small crossbow, already fitted with a dart and took aim. Gently she squeezed the trigger, watching the small projectile launch through the darkness and find its mark. However, there was no satisfaction, no time to savour the kill, no time to clean up.

The other two youths had run as soon as their friend had dropped to the ground, but the Lynx was not happy – far from it. In fact, she was in pain – serious pain. Something had sliced through her left shoulder as she had squeezed the trigger, almost putting her off her shot and she could feel the blood trickling down her arm.

She ran… Without looking back, she ran, feeling another slice to the back of her left hand.

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Mich cursed loudly, knowing she had hit her target. For a moment she was about to chase the Lynx when something stopped her.

“Help me…”

Mich was startled by the rasping voice and turned – the victim was still alive. Looking up the street, she realised that she didn’t know where the Lynx had gone in that brief moment. Swearing, she turned to the young gang member and dropped to her knees beside him.

Tears began to flow down her cheeks when she noticed in the light of the street lamp he was barely in his late teens. The dart had struck him in the arm and Mich knew the toxin was doing its deadly work by the shaking she could feel as she caught his hand.

The boys breathing began to falter and Mich grabbed his hand tightly. Looking up, the youth also began to cry, “Please, help me… Tell mom I’m sorry… Please…”

Mich closed her eyes as the hand went limp, “I am so, so sorry…” Standing up slowly, she saw the dawn beginning to break and took her cell phone out of its place. “Frank? Get her…”

Quickly, she found her two throwing stars and hid them away, before returning to the body and calling Calleigh, whom she knew would be on her way to the lab by now. Dropping to her knees, she picked up the hand, her tears disappearing to be replaced by a cold cold fury. “I won’t leave you alone in the dark baby, your killer will pay. That I promise.”

[margaret1234]

@ NV.......of course I know the Lynx wasn't stupid.......just a tongue in cheek comment. ;D

But, she is getting sloppy........no time to clear up again.......Mich is gradually getting her worried. Shame Mich couldn't save the young lad though.....was she right to allow the Lynx to get to him, hardly seems fair does it. ? At least Mich got close enough to try to spoil her aim....and she has drawn blood.

Great chapter Lucy.

Margaret

[NV Oracle]

I knew that you knew that, Margaret. I was agreeing with your comment. LOL. I'm sorry that the teen had to die, but Mich didn't have a way of warning him without tipping her hand to the Lynx. Luckily the Lynx was in a hurry again. Not only was she unable to clean up from her kill, but when Mich hit her with the throwing stars she left blood as she was leaving the scene, which the team can use to nail her with. That was great thinking on Mich's part.

Now, let's hope she can keep the Lynx from hitting her real target. Poor H, the Mala Noche's are after him, again. Hopefully the team will figure that part out before the Lynx can get to Horatio.

Great chapter, Lucy. Can't wait to see what happens next.

Your friend
Oracle

[sanne]

Well, now they at least have a trace of blood..........That can be very useful.

Sandra

[pinkyster]

OH now Mich is angry. She is pissed, you took a child. Well atleast now the Lynx is wounded and blood will be somewhere to link her to this death. Great chapter Lucy.

Jen

[lucymalta]

Hmmm.... Seems my muse is in a good mood..... She gave me another chapter for you.

Enjoy

Lucy

Chapter 58

Horatio paused at the entrance to his office, he had received a call from Calleigh to say that the 16th murder had occurred and that Mich was still hunting. Slowly he turned to see people quickly drop their heads to their work pretending that they were busy.

He grimaced, bad news in a crime lab travelled fast. He tried to look unconcerned, but his reflection in a window gave away the stress he was feeling. Once more he glanced around and sighed as he saw the expressions around the lab.

One person who could not hide his concern was Eric. As Horatio walked closer to where the young Cuban was examining a set of fingerprints and put his head around the door.

“Need any help?”

Eric gave him a wry smile, “Well, come to think of it, a fresh pair of eyes might just help me close this part of my case…”

Horatio gave him a thankful look, pleased to be doing something. For a short time, both kept a companiable silence, but after a while he heard the younger man sigh.

“Any news?”

Eric shook his head, “Calleigh and Ryan are out working the body with Alexx. Natalia was with them, but all I know was that she came flying back in here with a small evidence bag and is rushing something through DNA.”

His boss pulled a face, not happy that he was being kept out of the loop, knowing that it was only going to get worse if the Lynx wasn’t caught. He hadn’t quite decided what was worse, the forced inactivity, or the fact that Mich was out alone, hunting for a target that in the past she hadn’t been able to catch.

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Natalia looked closely into her microscope paying close attention to the sample she had in front of her. The scrap of material was very small, and Mich had indicated that she wasn’t confident that it would carry any DNA at all.

She and Calleigh had remained quiet as Natalia had bagged the evidence and watched quietly as she inspected the area where the throwing stars had embedded themselves in the side of a wooden door. She had swabbed the whole area completely, but nothing had come up. The scrap of material was all she had.

A second later, a triumphant smile crossed her face and she carefully dissected the material, returning some to the evidence bag after photographing it carefully. Then she returned to her table, sending the remainder through her instruments to extract the DNA.

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Detective Frank Tripp was a serious man when it came to his job. He prided himself at being thorough and though he and Horatio had originally gotten off to a shaky start, they had become good friends and respected each other a great deal.

After receiving Mich’s call, he moved without hesitation to close down the Lynx’s motel room. He and his stake-out team had seen her arrive back and had moved into position. At a pre-arranged signal, a SWAT team member went through the flimsy door.

SWAT had been unable to release a full team to assist him, but he had four members in key positions with plenty of back – up from patrol. As they went through the motel room, Frank began to get concerned, the whole place was a mess and his officers had to be careful as they picked their way through clothes and equipment.

“Don’t touch anything and be careful where you put your feet.”

His warning was well heeded as Mich had briefed them all carefully – wearing one of her best disguises - and a few officers moved outside to give space to others. Carefully, Frank moved to the bathroom where he could hear the water running. The SWAT team leader took a small scope out of his pack and slowly scanned under the door.

He gave Frank a short nod to indicate they were clear to move on. The Texan opened the door and the two of them entered quickly, calling out as they moved. There was no answer. No response.

Gingerly, Frank pulled aside the shower curtain – again nothing…

Frank swore, loudly. Lifting his cell, he hit a speed dial number. “Mich? She’s gone…”

The SWAT team leader glanced at his colleague. Frank’s temper was known to carry the force of a summer storm, but this time it seemed that the detective was ready to take on a hurricane. He took a deep breath knowing that the hurricane was on its way and he was glad he wouldn’t be the one facing it.

[NV Oracle]

Glad to see that you were able to post again, Lucy.

So, the jig is up. The Lynx has fled, and God only knows where she's gone. That's not going to be good. I agree with the SWAT Officer. I would not want to be the one to face that hurricane. People are not going to be happy.

Great chapter. Can't wait to see what happens next.

Your friend
Oracle

[margaret1234]

Well, this is getting to be a habit......she is forever one step ahead.

They seek her here, they seek her there, that darned elusive Lynx.......now where has she gone?

Great chapter Lucy.

[sanne]

Hope not, Margaret....wouldn't be good for our guy, would it?

So she's gone. We could have guessed as she knew she was followed and also figured who followed her......BUT......does she know Mich/Wolf and H are a couple??

Sandra