TWISTED ANGLE

NOTHING PERSONNAL

THREE DAYS LATER

Wellcome to l.A boy" Dave said to Jeremy as they both walked out of the airport towards a car and a chaffeur waiting. "I hope you'll like it here"

Jeremy smiled as they entered the car. "I have a feeling am going to" the car drove off.

-+-

Dave house is like a mansion, I mean, its literarily a mansion. With the look on Jeremy's face, you'll easily know that he has not seen anything like it before, especially not where he came from, there aren't many big house there.

"I never knew you were this rich. I probably would have come to stay with you a long time ago"

"You ain't seen anything yet boy. Wait till you see the inside" Dave said as they both entered inside the house, or more preferably, mansion. Dave was right, Jeremy hasn't seen anything yet. When they entered the mansion, Jeremy felt like he was in paradise and would probably believe anyone that tells him that Dave's house is what heaven looks like. They were wellcomed by a young beautiful blonde whoes words took Jeremy in suprise.

"Dad. You're back" the blonde said as she goes to hug Dave.

"Dad ? Really ?" Jeremy said still in shock "never knew you had a daughter. Blonde for that matter. I thought your wife was black"

"She was" Dave answered confused.

"Then how do you explain a blonde daughter ?"

"Oh! She was adopted"

"Oh! Oh! I see" Jeremy exclaimed wearing an embarrased look.

"You must be Jeremy Cavill. Right ?" The young blonde said stretching her hand towards Jermy's

"Yep. Thats me" they both shake hands.

"Helen. Helen Hunter"

"Pleasure meeting you"

"Same here" releasimg each others hands. "I heard about your parents. Am so sorry" she pulls Jeremy into a hug "it must have been hard for you. I can't imagine how you're feeling right now" patting his back.

Holding tight to the hug, "am slowly getting over it"

-+-

F.B.I HEADQUATERS

There is tension in the room. Everyone seems to be angry or pissed off about something. The person who seems to be the one incharge decided to break the deafening silence.

"Everyone! Take a break, go home. When we come back tomorrow, am sure we'll figure something out" she said.

Everyone left the room except two persons who decide to stay behind and talk.

"Hey! John. I won't be able to follow you home today. Am having a family dinner tonight" the female of the two said.

"It fine. Want me to join your dinner ?" John asked.

"Nah. It strictly family"

"OK then" kisses the lady forehead "I guess I'll see you tomorrow"

-+-

So Jeremy. What do you plan on doing here ?" Dave asked taking a bite from the pizza he is eating with Jeremy and Helen in the dinning table.

"I'll probably continue my work as a profiler in a local police department here"

"Why a local police department ?" Dave frowned as he finishes a slice of pizza. "why not CIA, FBI, DEA or something"

"It not easy to get into those places" Jeremy grinned taking a sip from the wine beside him.

Dave smiled rubbing his hands together "seems you don't know me, but don't worry, you're about to"

"What do you mean ? " Jeremy asked.

"Well. What am trying to say is that I can get you in any of those places"

"For real ?" getting excited.

"For real"

"Then I guess I wouldn't mind FBI" Jeremy said with his face like that of a baby who is about to be given a candy.

"Great. I'll just pull some strings and you'll be special Agent Jeremy Cavill of the FBI in no time"

"Are you serious ?" Jeremy shouted with excitment obvious all over him.

"Damn right I am. I just need to know if you are qualified enough to be an agent"

"I think I am. I studied criminology, spent a year in police academy and quantico and even did karate and some few self defence classes. I think I even have enough to be CIA"

"looks like you had a lot of fun. How old are you even ?" Helen asked jumping into the conversation.

"Twenty five"

"You're still pretty young"

"Yes I am"

-+-

Ansel knows he can't keep on hiding, soon enough, they are going to find out he is not dead and they are going to find him and kill him, but he isn't just going to sit and wait for that to happen. If he is going to die, he is going to take as many of them as possible with him. First, he is going to start with the person they sent to kill him and his family.

For security reasons, the company Ansel worked for decided to call their agents with numbers instead of names. The old agents were given one to two numbers as their code name while the new agents were given three or more numbers. Ansel knows most of the agents that works for the organisation and their code names, atleast those ones he was able to.

He was been watching 612 ( the code name of the agent that killed his family and tried to kill him ) for days now and pretty much knows his daily routine. He goes to work in the morning and comes back at night. Sometimes he comes back with a lady who Ansel assume is his collegue at work because she wears a badge and a g*n too. All Ansel needed to do is get into 612 house without being noticed which wasn't that hard, it part of the things he was trained to do when he still worked for his former organisation. They trained him to be invibsible.

He just has to wait, wait till 612 get back home. Hopefully alone and if not, guess he'll just have to kill the lady too. He silently prayed and hoped he'll come alone, he dosen't want to have to kill an innocent person.

Luck was on Ansel side. 612 entered the house alone, dropped his coat, g*n and badge and just when he turned on the lights, Ansel pointed a g*n at the back of his head.

"Hello 612" Ansel greeted. Probably a proffessional courtsey.

John turned back and was shocked. "34!!?" He shouted in surprise "I thought I killed you. You're suppose to be dead !" John exclaimed.

"Thought so too but I survived and trust me, that's not good news for you"

"Look 34…." John tries to say something but Ansel cut him off.

"Move" Ansel ordered. At first John was hesitant. "I said move before I blow your head off" this time he started to move. Ansel leads John to a chair, made him sit on it and tied him to it. He then points the g*n back to his head.

"Please!! Please!! Don't kill me. It wasn't intentional. I was sent to kill you and your family. I was only doing my job, it was nothing personal" John pleaded fearing for his life.

"I know, and don't worry 612" unlocking the safety lock on the g*n "this isn't personal either" Ansel said before pulling the trigger.

-+-

THE NEXT DAY

ELLY'S POV

I was woken this morning by a call from Henry.

CALL CONVERSATION :

ELLY : Hey Henry, whatsup ?

HENRY : Come to John's place now…

You gatta see this.

Henry hanged up.

Am in front of John's house and to my surprise I see lot of government officials around it. This is a bad sign. Henry comes out to meet me and with the look on his face, I knew something bad must have happened.

"Why did you call me here ?" I asked.

"Um…it…it…John" he stammered.

"What about him ?" I asked not liking the way he is sounding.

"He's dead"