Re: Chapter One: 2012
Montego Bay
As Jamal moved to walk past the man, his left hand darted into his shirt, drawing out a steel baton and holding it in front of Jamal "Easy there, now. No use covering it up. We know you have an ability. And we were told to apprehend you by any means necessary." the man says, smiling as he reached his right hand for his sunglasses, adjusting them and chuckling "We can do this the hard way. Or the easy way."
Tampa
The man sighed as he reached his left hand into his suit, then looked at Victor "No use covering it up. We know you have an ability. Now, you can cooperate, and tell me what it is, and answer my other questions, or we can take you into custody. Your choice." the man says, his left hand obviously clenching something inside his suit
Seattle
The man chuckled as he reached his right hand into his suit pocket "No, no. This isn't about the robbery. This is about you." he says, drawing out a small white device, looking at it for a second, and smiling as it began to glow a faint purple "I believe you have something special. Something we need to know about." he says, replacing the device and adjusting his tie "When are you on break? There are things I must tell you."
Stalham
As the door opened, the man smiled gently as he removed his glasses, revealing his brown eyes, but in the hand opposite his glasses, he held a small white device in his hand that was glowing a faint purple "My name is Neal. I'm with a group who specialize in finding people. A certain someone has asked us to find you for him." the man says, replacing the device within his pocket and then replacing his glasses on his face, the signature horn-rims glinting lightly off the light in the hall.
Poznan
The man smiled as he stood from the chair "Thank you, miss Ptak. There are more questions I should ask, but for now, please rest." he said, reaching his right hand up and touching his earpiece "She's agreed. Jake, please come up here and look after her while I attend to other business." he says, the door opening and another man, this one dressed in a plain black turtleneck and black jeans stepping into the room, his features hidden behind a surgical mask and black sunglasses. As he approached her, his face seemed to glow red under the mask. "This is Jake. He will be attending to your every need until you are well enough to leave. Jake, Ms. Ptak." the man stated, then exited the room, as Jake stepped over and sat in the seat his friend hat sat in beforehand.
London
The man in the white suit is caught off guard, Grantham grasping him by the suit as his sunglasses fall from his face. Beneath, Grantham sees two black spheres where the man's eyes should be, as he raises his right wrist to his face "Go!" he yells, as three more men in white suits and sunglasses storm into the coffee shop, each holding a custom pistol in hand and pointing it at Grantham "Don't move!" one of them yells, pulling back on the hammer of his pistol and taking aim at Grantham's head.