196 Breakthrough (1/2)

Laz was out.

The girls had stopped dragging him after noticing what had happened.

The police had pulled their guns and were pointing them at everyone.

Agent Wallace started screaming to get his men back in order while running for Brian.

The firefighters and media personal were frozen in place while the remains of the house still burned.

It was pure chaos.

After several minutes of useless shouting and posturing, agent Wallace pulled out his badge and started taking control of the scene. He had the police go and surround Laz to make sure he didn't move while trying to get the swat to handle the girls. He had a bad feeling about them and knew that he needed to separate them from the crowd and media.

He also checked out Brian personally to make sure he was really dead and found a hole shot clean through his forehead and out the back. There was no doubt about it, he was dead.

Just when agent Wallace was getting the situation under control, several black vehicles pulled through, going around the gate and the crowd and coming to a stop near where the various security guards, swat and agents were stationed. Out of the now parked vehicles came several women in suits who were also armed. They went right for the girls who had been led away by the swat agents along with the ones who were still hidden further down the wall. The woman in charge went straight for agent Wallace.

”I'm agent Myth, who's in charge here?” She asked, raising her voice to get everyone's attention. Agent Wallace, still hunched over Brian's body stood up and walked over.

”What the hell are you doing? Who are you?”

”I'm agent Myth, CARD. And you?” asked the women, holding out a badge and id for agent Wallace to look at.

”Why the hell are you here?” Agent Wallace asked without identifying himself.

”Why else would we be here?” Agent Myth pointed at the agents who had started to round up the girls.

”You knew about this?”

”I don't believe I've caught your name?”

”Agent Wallace, from the.... ICCU.”

”What? What the hell is that?” Agent Myth asked.

”Infected control and containment unit.”

”So that's a thing now? I guess I didn't get that memo...”

”Are you questioning me?”

”Of course not. You're information is real so we will just take this as being your command. My only objective is these girls and their safety.”

”Whatever. They don't leave, understood? I will call my boss and figure out who is suppose to do what. Can't believe I wasn't briefed on this before...”

”I can't believe they put together a team to fight bigfoot...” Although it sounded like agent Myth had said it under her breath and to herself, it was still loud enough for agent Wallace to hear and he couldn't help but stiffen up at the ridicule.

While doing all this, he let the fire department in to do their thing while organizing the media near the entrance way so he could keep them updated and out of the way. He never noticed that all the girls were being loaded into the various vehicles while agent Myth climbed back into the lead car.

”So what's happening? Why is Laz being left to them?” Ruby asked. She was currently sitting in the car with Leona and Vivi, waiting on news.

Agent Myth, otherwise known as Lady Mathilda, pulled out a cigarette and rolled down the window while lighting it.

”It's become too big and there are too many eyes. If we even made an attempt for him, it would alert everyone around and we would be facing way too much attention,” she said while taking a puff before continuing.

”At best, we can get these girls out of here and to a hospital where they will be safe. At least there, they will be in the public's eye and out of danger from any sort of retaliation. As far as your little man goes though, for the moment, he is on his own.”

Although the girls were upset and anxious, they knew that what she was saying was right. At the moment, there was nothing they could do. They had watched the feed, up until it went dead right after a shot rang out, but it was only now that Lady Mathilda confirmed that Brian was dead and that it was Laz who shot him. Before this, they had no idea who shot who.