Saving the Don's Daughter

[Luna_Wolf72]

Letisha

Letisha heard Cara's question and moved closer to the table.

"Actually, I have a few questions."

Letisha waited til everyone was focused on her before continuing.

"First of all, I have found her, sort of. I know she's alive and well, being kept in a green room. No idea about anything else other than the color and the fact that there is a balcony. I will definately have to be a bit closer to her actual location before I can pin point her exactly.

However, there was a piece of clothing in this bag that had a very big question mark attached to it. She was kidnapped in it. How the hell did we get it?

And another thing, how secret was this little love affair?? How many people knew of it on both sides? Is there any chance that an insider could be in collusion with the Mirazoli's"

Letisha stopped speaking and waited to see if any one wanted answers to these questions, as well. After all, she was a psychic but she had no clue how other people WORKED.

 

[Jeremy Davis]

Ty Lei

::She entered The suite and went to her closet, opening the door and stepping withiun. Unsure of their first plan of action, she decided to put on a dress. She could always change later if they needed to go.

Carefully she seartched through the many dresses she had accumulated and finally choose a sexy and sleek little number with straps that hung off her shoulders, a plundging neckline that went to her navel, and a pair of slits on either side of the dress allowing ample room for her legs to move.

After dressing she slipped on a set of sandles and returned to the dining room to rejoin the meeting. She was just in time to hear Latisha tell of what she discovered and found it interesting as well that the kidnapping was more mysterious than she had first determined.

Still a young girl at heart, Ty didnt allow the dress to deter her from getting comfortable in her chair again, her feet dangling over one of the arms of the chair as she reclined her head and looked at Cara.::

 

[chewbacca71]

Felix

Felix looked up at Cara. "That is fine with me if you and Stephan would like to go with me. I do not always work alone, though sometimes it suits me better. In this case, since there is not a lot of surveillence on these subjects, I can use all the help that I can.

I also have another thought that might help make this work. If we start a more overt attempt to find her, one that is more visible to the Mirazoli family, they may become overconfident. If they think that they have an eye on our operation , then we three may be able to get this done under their radar.

I would suggest that Terra takes some of the others that might enjoy this exercise. If we use normal tactics, like arm breaking , asskicking and threatening; they may never realize that we have quietly subverted them. Just an idea. "

 

[poohlive]

Terra cracked a smile, still looking at the files, his head buried deep in facts.
"Ahhh, thanks for volunteering me, small one. I'll be sure to return the favor."
He took up a picture of one guy, Tony, a small man with big ears and a rat-like face.
"I know this man, personally. Three months ago, he was working small shit for Alvarez, and now here he is with the Mirazoli's doing some off shore accounting. There are rats in each operation, and I bet dollars to donuts, if some of the Don's men don't know we're already on the job, they will soon."
He put the picture back, glancing over at the rest of the group. Small and sparkly eyes took inthe rest of the food. He helped himself to another helping of dinner. His heart, beating fast and hard, had always craved a little more nourishment than usual. With all his new enhancements, he had to compensate.
"The only problem with going in all blunt and easy, is that all the focus is put on us. We'll have tails, trails, people will follow us, want to know who we work for, where we got a bunch of new money in our account, things of that nature.
"And, once the do realize we're just breaking balls to let you slip inside and do your sneaky shit, all of a sudden they realize how smart and tricky we are, and then security is upped threefold. The girl's either killed, or taken somewhere else, everything is turned upside down, and all the information we had is pretty much useless."
Terra shrugged, sitting back down in his lounge chair, away from the group, looking back at his file, and notes.
"Just my experience with these guys though. I'll break some balls if you want me to break some balls. It's your money. Hell, you want me to go into the Mirazoli's mansion with a fucking arsenal and tear everyone a new one, I'll do that too," He smiled, linguini in his teeth, "I'm just here to help."

 

[Vixandra]

Cara

I could feel Ty enter the room, watched her sit next to me, legs over the side of the chair nearest me. Tease.
Taking in Felix's proposal and Terra's counter I pondered it for a moment. Terra would be good as he said but I didn't trust him as farther then I could throw him- about fifty feet if using my full Faere strength. But I wanted to supervise the finding of the girl and her extraction personally. That left Ty, the only person I trusted fully beside myself.
"Ty, you want to go with Terra and, as he said, 'break some balls?'"
I let her ponder this while I brought out the dessert tray. A good hostess covers everything, you know. An assortment ranging from cheese cake I made this afternoon to a 7 teir choclate cake from Claim Jumper's to tiramasu. I snagged a peice of cheese cake and returned to the table.

 

[Jeremy Davis]

Ty Lei

::The decision was hers she knew, and she allowed her eyes to follow Cara to the back before moving on the man she would be accompany on this mission, Terra. She carefully weighed her options. In truth she hated being away from Cara as they worked well together, but it had been awhile since she had a chance to let herself loose and bust some "balls" as they called it.

When Cara returned with the desserts, which she knew was a weakness for Ty particularly the cheesecake, Ty had finished making her decision.::

Hait! I will go with brute strength over ther and see what trouble we can find...

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Letisha

As I listened to their plans, I wondered just where in the hell I fit in. Obviously, I was called in to find the girl. I knew that. But what else was I needed for? As I saw Cara bring out the desserts I figured it was past time for me to make my escape. I waited til there was a lull in the conversation before announcing my intention.

"Excuse me, Cara. I really need to get home if we have nothing further to discuss. After all, I know what I am expected to do and I will do it when the time comes. If by some chance you stumble upon the answers to any of my questions, could you call me?

This whole thing strikes me as *off*, but mayhap I am just paranoid."

I smile slightly, my hazel eyes glittering beneath the lights.

"Part and parcel of being not *normal*, you know? So, if no one else needs me..I am gonna split. I can return on the morrow if neccessary."

 

[chewbacca71]

Felix

Felix looked over at Cara as the decision was made. He was not suprised that Cara sent someone to keep an eye on Terra. He was familiar with Terra, having seen him work a few jobs for both familys. He though the man had looked familiar, he was a hard man to forget. Actually, Terra was just a hard man. Felix was glad Terra was on his side this time.

 

[ScarredSoul82]

Amara sat back in her chair listening discussion. She wasn't sure how wise it was to go in and 'break some balls.'
But it was not her place to say. She was no tacticle expert, she was a healer and a bit of a diplomat.
True she had her Hand of Harm, but she usually tried to avoid violence. Thats what the Queen's Guards were for, she smirked.

She glanced over to the psychic, Letisha, and she could tell the girl felt as awkward and out of place as she did.
They were support members, yes. But they were still important.
Locating the girl and ensuring her safety and health were the primary objectives of this mission.
She didn't feel so awkward now.

Amara rose from her seat and smiled faintly at Letisha as she went for a slice of the cheesecake.

 

[poohlive]

Well, fuck.
He glanced at the many obvert places inside the Mirazoli family, wondering just which one would be low enough so they didn't want into a fucking army, but high enough that there might be information on this girl. That didn't leave much. The higher up you go, the more shit you gotta deal with, that was just common knowledge.
A thought came into his head, maybe this was just a cute way to get Terra out of the way? That made sense, while he is out being obvious, all the attention is put on Terra. Two days later the girl is found, and he's found in a dumpster somewhere, his arms and legs never to be recovered.
Hmmm, in that case, this assignment took on new meaning. If he went somewhere lower on the chain, like Freddy's night club. He was sure to find some lowlife bodyguards and Mirazoli scum, but they wouldn't know shit... and more importantly, he wouldn't get killed.
However, if he went somewhere like the Racetrack, and inside the Mirazoli's private booth. He'd be sure to grab up a couple of fucking high ups, but they'd have a good half a dozen guards and shit, ready for a fucking war. If Terra could survive it though, he'd be able to show these fucking assholes that maybe he wasn't just some small time bait used to draw their attention away.
Could he really take all those fucking Mira's on by himself? He's taken on a lot of guys before, but never as ready as that, or as capable. Six guys drunk in a back alley was a lot different than six who have uzi's and can spot you a mile away.
What a decision. He hadn't even considered the woman who was supposed to accompany him, but he really didn't need to. She was going to be Cara's little lap dog, to make sure Terra didn't do anything stupid... like double cross or run away. He didn't bring her into the equation cause she wasn't part of the equation, just part of the problem.
He had made his decision, for better or worse. Smiling, he cicrled a part of his map, closed it up, and waited for the meeting to end.

 

[Vixandra]

Cara

"Thanks, Letisha, you can go a head and leave," I said with smile. "I'll give you a call tommorow to talk about your side of things. Untill we know where the girl is not much we can do to get her. So you're vital to all this starting."
I turned to Ty. "You can get together with Terra and Felix, figure out the when and where's from your side of the house."
I turned to Latisha who hadn't left yet. "When you start your grid map of the city or how ever it is you find people, let me know. I want either myself or Stephan with you incase you get 'caught' one of thier magic users. Amara, I'd appreciate if you were on hand for that just in case."
Well everyone had thier assignement. Here's to hoping this went smoothly and no one got killed, especially Ty.

 

[ScarredSoul82]

Re: Cara

"When you start your grid map of the city or how ever it is you find people, let me know. I want either myself or Stephan with you incase you get 'caught' one of thier magic users. Amara, I'd appreciate if you were on hand for that just in case."

Amara nodded, "That won't be a problem." She rose from her seat, "however, if I'm not needed at this precise moment I have a few matters that need tending to elsewhere. You have the number for my cell as well as my residence and business I assume?"

 

[Vixandra]

Re: Re: Cara

Amara nodded, "That won't be a problem." She rose from her seat, "however, if I'm not needed at this precise moment I have a few matters that need tending to elsewhere. You have the number for my cell as well as my residence and business I assume?"

I nodded to Amara. "Yes we do. I'll give you a heads up for when we decide to meet up."

 

[ScarredSoul82]

Amara only nodded in reply as she slipped on her coat and headed out the door.

The limo was still waiting out front, the driver was more bodyguard than anything, the Queen had insisted.
He moved quickly and effortlessly towards the rear passenger door and opened it.
"I trust your meeting went well?" He asked softly.
"As well as it could.." she replied as she stepped inside the car.

Aiden Croft watched his mistress in the rearview mirror as he drove her back to her penthouse.
He'd been assigned to the Lady Amara for over fifty years and still he hardly knew her.
He knew she was old, exactly how old he was uncertain...how she had survived as long as she had suprised him however.
For despite her age there were plenty of Fae stronger than she.
Most of the time he spent alone in the limo awaiting her return was spent pondering questions like these.
Despite her somewhat cold and distant demeanor Aiden found himself attracted to her, perhaps it was that attraction that made him question one thing in particular the most frequently...
Was Lady Amara a Purist?
Many of the older fae, and even some of the younger ones disliked those of mixed blood-demi fae they were called. Whether they be half human, half pixie, half brownie, half goblin, it didn't matter...Purists tended to look down upon anyone who wasn't a pure blood.
But perhaps that was just how he justified his own insecurities. After all, though he was a demi fae-half fae, half pixie-he was still attractive and virile, and not once in fifty years had she taken him to her bed!
But this meeting she had attended...he was certain that the one who had organized and headed the event was Cara McFain, another demi fae...surely the Lady Amara could not be a Purist if she would allow herself to be led by a demi fae...

The blare of a horn threw Aiden out of his thoughtful daze in time to swerve back over the center line and barely miss a collision with oncoming traffic.

Amara jolted in her seat, thankful for her seatbelt as the limo swerved drastically to the right.
"Please pay better attention to the road Mr. Croft, it is what you're paid to do," she remarked cooly.
"Yes my Lady."
The rest of the ride home was a smooth one...

Amara's penthouse was located on the top floor of her business a large auction house for antiquities that also housed a rather large private library. However this domicile was only her home while she was in town on business, truth be told the city atmosphere stifiled her lifeforce, and she preferred her country manors or the faerie mounds any day.

She changed into a kimono styled robe made from silk dyed a pale silver, and settled down onto the plush overstuffed white leather sofa with a bottle of Asti to listen to her messages...

 

[chewbacca71]

Felix

Felix closed his notebook for a moment, saying goodbye to those that were leaving. He was sure that they would all have a part to play in this affair. He ruminated for a second on some ideas that he had. He was very conscious of the fact that the Don was counting on all of them to get his daughter back. This was pressure that he was well used to.

Felix stood up and walked over to Cara. "Ok , here is what I have got. Salvatore Mirazoli is a sports nut, he is remarked to be a heavy better on baseball action. I would imagine that a good place to waylay him when we are ready would be at the stadium where the Dodgers play. But first we need to get a little more information on him so that I can get a better picture of him.

"Stephan, Would you be able to use your connections to find out where he is now and the three places he is most apt to be? That would be very helpful with what we need to do. Also if you can check on Michael Carbone as well to see what you can find. "

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Letisha

After taking my leave from Cara and the rest, I went home. Of course, I had no plans to stay there. Tonight was as good a night as any to start working on which place our girl was located.

I got home about 20 minutes later, my mind filled to the brim with addresses, known hang outs and other things. I decided on a jaunt to a gentleman's club that some of Mirazoli boys frequented. Of course, I was going in alone (which is how I like to be on most occassions) so I knew some form of weapon was going to be needed.

I stripped and showered. Wrapping a towel around me, I went to my bedroom to find something decent to wear. The gentleman's club was upscale so I needed something tasteful, not trashy. It took a few moments, but I eventually decided on a silk dress in blood red. It fit me perfectly and skimmed my curves. Blood red 4 inch heels and a tiny gold anklet completed my ensemble'.

I applied a tiny bit of make up and applied a bit of sandalwood to my pulse points. The last thing was a tiny razor sharp blade in a leather sheath..no more than 6 inches long from tip to tip. I stuck it in a small clutch, before including my ID and some money. I was ready.

The trip into town was uneventful and I arrived at my destination no more than an hour later. It was a wasted effort. None of the boys came out to play and I was left 50 bucks short from tipping one of the girl's all evening. (Though, I did end up with a phone number from the same chick). I left about 2 hours later and went home.

I decided that it would be better to do the second part of my leg work in the day light. I wanted to check their places of business, as well as some of the more expensive hotels. Also wanted to check out some of the key players homes. Was gonna require quite a bit of foot work on my part, but the more places I could rule out from the start..the easier it would be later on..when it became important.

With that desicion made, I stripped and crawled into bed.

 

[Vixandra]

Cara

I turned to Stephan as well as Felix. "I like that idea. Anything and everything you can get would be great. I want full backgrounds, who thier preschool teachers were type in depth. If Felix feels it appropriate, I'm going to have him impersonate someone important and go in with a small either a second or a decoy team the night of the extraction. That way if one team's cover is blown the other still has a chance, make sense?"

 

[poohlive]

Terra rose from his chair at this decision, letting Felix and the others go over their plans for the evening. It seemed unimportant to him, although he didn't doubt if he wasnted to stay and hear he'd be able to.
All in all, he had some of his own planning to do.
"Ty, a pleasure working with you. I have a hotel room," he shook her hand, a warm smile on his face, "We can go over there, plan out a few things. I was thinking we should start as soon as possible, plan things tonight, start some shit tomorrow. You can bring what you want, or feel is necessary. I know I have more than a few connections for some of the rarer items... but I don't doubt you have similar ones."
He opened the door, the smooth sweet night air crisping the back of his neck, "After you?"

 

[Third Magus]

I nodded.

"None of their secrets will be safe from me. Consider preschool teachers discovered".

I made my farewells and left, driving back to my rooms in town. Not luxurious, not shabby; an even balance. What I cared most about was untraceability. You'd be bounced between half a dozen dummy bank accounts and false leads before even discovering who nominally rented the apartment. The only thing I spent much time acquiring for it had been Mantegna's Adoration of the Magi, which had cost me almost all of one job's pay. It hung in my work-room, the odd, intent, brooding faces of the three Magi both a source of fascination and discomfort for me.

I settled down before my laptop and went online, began calling in favours, trying to learn as much as I could about two men known as Michael Carbone and Salvatore Mirazoli.

The thing few people realised is how many traces they could leave behind. It was the age of records, of information for its own sake. Every purchase one made, every grade one achieved... every crime one commited, it was all written down and stored somewhere and if you knew the right people, as I did, you could get it. Privacy was an alien concept. You might think you'd bought it, but in fact the ripples of the bribes you'd made and the people you'd threatened to preserve your secrets simply continued to move through the network, pinpointing you by the sudden silences and blankness where ever you went as effectively as it would have done anyway.

I learned about their lives, their progression through the Mirazoli family and the little human touches, the petty likes and dislikes that I hurried through, because they made me feel vaguely guilty, voyeuristic, reminded me that they were real people and not a list of numbers on a computer screen.

And I found out that Salvatore Mirazoli was currently in his girlfriend's hotel apartment, that the three places he visited most were Mr Vertigo's, a club in town run by a friend of the family's, his boss' office and family nerve-centre (well duh) and his own spacious penthouse apartment. He attended baseball games, as Felix had told me, and had lost impressively large sums betting on the outcome. I studied those figures a little more. He'd lost rather too much, in fact; more than his salary allowed for. No record of money borrowed anywhere along the way either. Hmm. I couldn't see where he was doing it, not yet anyway, but he was obviously lining his own pockets somewhere along the way. Potential blackmail material, if we needed it.

Michael Carbone was an enforcer, a straightforward, brutal man. Subverting or blackmailing him would be less easy; he wouldn't have the brains to be scared by anything that wasn't a gun pointed directly at him, and he had the usual muscle's vague sense of gangster honour, which made temptation difficult. It's always easier to gull the ones who think they're clever.

I summarised my findings and sent them to Felix and Cara.

 

[ScarredSoul82]

Amara had almost finished listening to her messages-most of them business dealings...offers on various properties, artifacts...a few dinner offers from former customers, but it was the final message that got her attention.
Based upon the time the message was recorded the call had been made just as she'd left the McFain residence.
"Lady Amara, once you've finished here your presence is requested at the mirror." End message. Fae certainly knew how to get to the point.

She slipped out of the robe and into an ice blue satin slip dress, with jewels to match to enhace the color of her eyes as well as to compliment the fairness of her other features. One must dress to impress when you met with Fae royalty.

The mirror was actually part of a vanity. It stuck out like a sore thumb in the room it had been placed in, a glass atrium....a bit of home with grass, trees, flora even a small pond.
The seat in front of the mirror was actually an ancient trunk that had been carved out into a lavish chair with realistic vine and flower woodwork.

She sat in front of the mirror and whispered the words and almost instantly she was before the Unseelie Queen, decked in jewels and of course surrounded by a group of half naked handsome men. The Queen always put on the best shows.
"Lady Amara, I am most displeased that you have acted in such a manor without first seeking my counsel. I thought we were friends?"
"Your Majesty, I see no reason why our friendship would have anything to do with my involvement in this case. A girl's life is at stake. She's an innocent-"
"Amara, be reasonable, do you really think a Don's daughter can be an innocent soul?"
"Who her father is has nothing to do with this. Do you have something against Cara McFain? Or do you just disprove of me thinking for myself?"
"HOW DARE YOU" The Queen bellowed, rising to her feet, Amara immediately regreted calling the Queen out like that.
"Amara, you are one of my oldest friends and advisors. We've shared counsel countless times...I do not understand why you felt the need to hide this from me."
"Your Majesty, it wasn't that at all...I just didn't feel the need to trouble you with something that means nothing to the Unseelie Court-"
"And what would make you think that?" The Queen asked coyly, retaking her seat, "keep me informed Lady Amara, and make sure you watch where you step."
And with that the mirror went black.

Silently she padded back to her bed chamber and changed into black slacks, black heeled leather boots, an a spagetti strapped lace camisole that matched her eyes and a knee length black leather over coat.
She pressed the button on the intercom, "Aiden, I'll be down in two minutes I need to go back and have a talk with Ms. McFain."

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Letisha~ Dreaming

There was silence as I stomped upstairs, past the stupid guards placed at the dining room entrance, past the mirror which graced our hall. This was so stupid.

My father was old fashioned and beyond blind when it came to the Mirazoli's. So what if our families were mortal enemies? It hadn't mattered to him and it damn sure did not matter to me. He was dead and I was going to his memorial service, the families be damned.

I opened my bedroom suite and stepped inside. It took only a moment before it hit me. When I left for dinner the lights were ON.
I flicked my light switch and at that same instant, I heard the click of a gun.

"Don't turn around."

Letisha woke up sweating. She knew what that dream was: a glimpse into what happened the night of the girl's disappearance.
She fumbled for her bed side table and switched on the light. Sitting up, she reached for her ever present notebook and pen. She had to write this down before she forgot anything.

 

[chewbacca71]

Felix

Felix shook hands with Stephan after giving him an email address to sent the information that he found. Felix smiled at his host as he said his goodbyes. Walking out to his van, he realized the immensity of the task that layed before the team. The weight of it bent down his shoulders as he imagined how the Don would be if his daughter was killed. Shaking away such unpleasant thoughts, Felix started up the van.

After arriving at his place, Felix went directly to bed. He had always had a good sense of his body, and could control a lot of it with a thought. He had developed the ability to sleep at any time a long time ago, and it was a valuable commodity.

Waking up refreshed a few hours later, Felix checked his emails. Ah, there it was. Felix put down his coffee as he carefully read the email. Hmmmmmm......he had a few ideas that he would have to bounce off of Cara. He printed up the email, putting it into his notebook. Turning off his computer, he picked up the phone and called Cara.

 

[Vixandra]

Cara

I bid goodbye to the last of the parties, leaving Ty to deal with Terra however she wished. Though I doubted it would be to his approval, I thought with a laugh.
I sank into my office chair upstairs with a sigh. That had gone surprisingly well. Everything downstairs was clean and debugged, pristine once more. People were starting, no one had tried to harm anyone else yet, what more could a girl ask for?
Though I was worried about Amara- I knew she had ties with the Unseele Court- my mother's people. I twirled a strand of "Sidhe Scarlet" hair in my figertips. Oh well, that's something to face later.
I logged into my puter and checked my emails- Stephan worked fast! I read through his preliminary report and was rather impressed despite myself. I was good but he put me to shame. ALways nice to work with an expert. I sent a reply thanking him and forwarded the info to everyone else.
I padded into my bedroom, stripped and slipped into a soft blue nightgown and climbed into bed for some much needed sleep.
***
I awoke to the phone ringing- my private line, the one I'd given to Felix to call me on. I answered in a pretty accurate Spanglish accent.
"Buenos Dias!"

 

[Jeremy Davis]

Ty Lei

::With a warm smile she took Terra's hand and offered it a small shake, then nodded at his words::

Give me a few minutes to get what I need....

::With that she stood, returned to the elevator and took it up to her suite again. Within moments she returned with a duffelbag for things she would need for the following day.

She ventured over to Cara, planted a small kiss on her cheek, then walked past Terra heading down to where the vehicles were parked.::

So which one is your's?

 

[poohlive]

"Over there," He pointed, a Dodge Charger, midnight black parked just a few spots away. He opened the door for her, and got in himself. The engine roared to life, and they were off.
"I'm afraid I'm not familiar with your work. I'm sure Cara's told you all about me, anything and everything on file... I doubt there's much left out of her investigating, but I don't know much of anything about you. What brings you to the Don's rescue, and wanting to hang around me long enough to get in trouble?"
The hotel wasn't too far away, but enough for a small conversation. He was going to trust her with his life, the very least he should do is know a little more about her. In this rag tag group of strangers and potential spies, it'd be nice to have a friend.
Or at the very least, an understandable enemy.