*click click click*
Felix Moore lifted his hands, shrugged his shoulders, and yelled. “Oh come ON!” After a quick look around the corners, he balled up his right hand into a fist. His arm swung back, and rushed forward with righteous anger.
*BAM*
*BAM BAM*
*BAM BAM BAM*
Felix took a step back. The Coke logo almost seemed to stare back at him. He swung his leg back, then stopped it. He dug into his left front pocket and found two more quarters. I must be crazy kept repeating in his mind as he went through the same steps he had gone through before.
*click*
*rattle rattle*
*KA-THUNG*
Felix looked down and saw two cans of Vault. “Caffin-ation!” Within minutes he was back at his corner desk, with his desktop drive whirring his bidding. His laptops got less attention, but the two computers on either side were not forgotten. As he was finishing the first soda, an officer walked up behind him.
“Felix, do you have that list of…”
Felix cut off the officer by handing him the three pages of warrants and previous violations the officer needed. “Happy warrant-ing.”
Felix reached for his ear buds and popped them in, as he glanced from screen to screen. He started clicking through tabs on one laptop when another officer walked up.
“Felix, do you have any…”
With minimal flourish, he slid open a drawer and handed the officer a folder. “Ten great second honeymoon destinations on your budget. I like Niagra Falls myself.”
The officer thanked him as Felix cracked open his second Vault. He was connecting his buds to his iPod when another officer walked up. “Felix, any luck on finding…”
“…the Highway Patrol’s ticket records for I-29 last summer? Here’s May through September just to be on the safe side” Felix said, as he handed another folder out.
“Great!”
Felix connected the headphones, but then pulled out an ear bud as he saw his intercom blinking.
“Officer Moore, research, cybercrime and currently single.”
“Get serious for a moment Moore!”
Felix straightened in his chair immediately. “Sorry Captain. I thought you were Carol.”
“I’m using her phone. I told my fed friends that I had my morning constitution to take care of.”
“Ah, your charming side is coming out.”
“Shut it. Anything?”
“Everything I can find about your friends at the N.G.A. and the N.R.O. seems on the level. Granted, I need written authorization to, shall we say, dig further.”
“It’s on your desk, under that CD-R spindle.”
Felix lifted the spindle and looked over the form. “Consider my shovel at your disposal.”
“Good. Maybe I’ll keep looking the other way while you use our T3 line to download songs.” *click*
Felix hung up the phone. He put his right ear bud back in and flipped the screen to his second laptop, which was built, wired in, and officially off the record. He fired up a few programs, then flipped back to his regular computer to start printing off a few things he found about Mabel Gravley and Bartholomew McGillcuddy. He pressed play on his iPod, where his previously interrupted Rilo Kiley song began playing.
Under the blacklight
Out in the garden
Into the pale moon
I’ll be waiting
As Felix worked, he was oblivious to Laura Black, who had been watching him like a hawk for the last five minutes. He also didn’t see her smiling, as she began plans to ensnare all of her prey.
