Snippet #2514751

Jason turned the keys in his office door, locking it. His work day was over and he was thinking about what to do.

"Tetrick!"

Jason turned to the call of his name to see his supervisor walk over to him.

"Sir?"

"Things have changed. We just got a call from some of our officers, telling us the location of Ayers Mackenzie. I need you to go and get him."

Jason's eyebrows raised in question. "Not to question your judgement sir... but why me? Wouldn't this be more suitable for several officers to go and pick him up for protection?"

"Not exactly. Mackenzie is a wanted man by no doubt multiple parties. If police cars go tearing through the streets to get this guy, it's going to be too noticeable and pull up too much suspicion. We need him alive, not ventilated with bullet holes. That's why we need to make this as low-key as possible. That's why I want you to go. This is your case anyway, isn't it?"

Jason nodded his head in understanding. It made sense; a police convoy, or any police cars for that matter would instantly draw suspicion in an area where crime doesn't happen all too often. It could lead to a shootout, or someone getting hurt. They had to assume that the people after him, or even Big Sniper themselves would be prepared to kill at a moments notice. It would truly suck to be this guy right now; poor guy is probably terrified.

"Very well sir, i'll make my way to him at once." He couldn't turn down his responsibility. Serving the community came first, his quest for knowledge on Nephlims and Cambions came second.

"Good, take this with you."

Jason's supervisor handed him a file folder with a badge on top.

"The folder has the address and anything else you'd need to know on this guy. As for the badge..."

Jason picked it up and examined it. It looked like the badge he had but the name on it was different: Allan Denton.

"You said you'd be meeting that kid today right? Take him with you. If he's as good as you say he is, I have no reason to disbelieve you. Tell me how he handles when this is over, and I'll consider putting him on the force."

Jason smirked as he pocked the badge and tucked the folder under his arm. He felt pretty good on how well his supervisor trusted him. "Thank you sir, I'll be sure to let him know."

His supervisor smiled and pat him on the shoulder. "Now, get going."

Jason nodded and exited the building heading for the car lot. Along the way, his phone started vibrating.

"Ah, that must be Allan."

He reached his car and pulled out his phone. He answered it and put it to his ear.

"Allan, I'm glad you called. Look things have changed. I'll explain it on the way, but I'm going to come and get you now."

He stepped into the car and shut the door before tossing the file and badge into the glove box.

"Where should I pick you up?"