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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4095612" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>Puppet Shows and Shadow Plays: Part 1a – Welcome to Phoenix</strong></p><p></p><p>PHOENIX, AZ – Caprice’s first mission was in Phoenix. He was going to meet his other team members there. He wasn’t looking forward to it; Drake had said they were driving straight from Massachusetts. </p><p></p><p>He looked nervously at his briefing papers again. To Caprice’s surprise, two large men were invading his space. </p><p></p><p>One man could have been J.R. from Dallas, only he wore a state trooper’s uniform. The other was an equally large but much quieter Native American man.</p><p></p><p>“You must be Major Frank Garrett,” said Caprice.</p><p></p><p>Garrett spat a wad of tobacco on the ground. “You must be the FBI agent they sent, huh?”</p><p></p><p>“Uh, yes sir.” He nodded at the Native American man. “And you must be Sheriff Mangas Colorados.”</p><p></p><p>Colorados nodded back. Garrett seemed to elbow him out of the room, even though they were standing in front of the police station.</p><p></p><p>“Let’s get somethin’ straight.” Garrett stepped up to him, taking off his sunglasses so that they were eye to eye. Which wasn’t hard, since Garrett was a few inches taller than him. “This is my investigation. I don’t want no FBI boys muckin’ it up.” He poked a finger in Caprice’s shoulder. “Ya got that?”</p><p></p><p>“Sure,” said Caprice. “I’m just waiting for my associates…”</p><p></p><p>“Didn’t think they’d send just one of ya city slickers.” Garrett snorted and spat again. “Figured they’d send someone from the FBI office around these parts.” The wad of tobacco sizzled on the hot pavement of the parking lot. </p><p></p><p>“Got some tobacco I can chew?”</p><p></p><p>Garrett looked at him sideways. Then he reached into his pocket, took a chunk out of a tin, and handed it to Caprice.</p><p></p><p>Caprice slowly shoved it into his mouth and chewed. He tried to keep from tearing up. After a few seconds, a suitable glob of something nasty was in his mouth.</p><p></p><p>Imitating Garrett, he spat on the ground. A gooey wad slipped over his lower lip, trailed down his chin, and then plopped awkwardly at Caprice's feet.</p><p></p><p>Colorados stifled a laugh. Garrett just stared at him.</p><p></p><p>“What’s your name, boy?”</p><p></p><p>Caprice froze. Was he supposed to use his real name on missions? He couldn’t use his code name. Not with a guy like Garrett. “You can call me Agent Creed.”</p><p></p><p>Garrett guffawed and slapped him on the back. “You’re all right, Creed. Now spit that crap out before you choke on it.” He steered Caprice into the police station. “Let me bring you up to date on what we’ve got so far.”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 4095612, member: 3285"] [b]Puppet Shows and Shadow Plays: Part 1a – Welcome to Phoenix[/b] PHOENIX, AZ – Caprice’s first mission was in Phoenix. He was going to meet his other team members there. He wasn’t looking forward to it; Drake had said they were driving straight from Massachusetts. He looked nervously at his briefing papers again. To Caprice’s surprise, two large men were invading his space. One man could have been J.R. from Dallas, only he wore a state trooper’s uniform. The other was an equally large but much quieter Native American man. “You must be Major Frank Garrett,” said Caprice. Garrett spat a wad of tobacco on the ground. “You must be the FBI agent they sent, huh?” “Uh, yes sir.” He nodded at the Native American man. “And you must be Sheriff Mangas Colorados.” Colorados nodded back. Garrett seemed to elbow him out of the room, even though they were standing in front of the police station. “Let’s get somethin’ straight.” Garrett stepped up to him, taking off his sunglasses so that they were eye to eye. Which wasn’t hard, since Garrett was a few inches taller than him. “This is my investigation. I don’t want no FBI boys muckin’ it up.” He poked a finger in Caprice’s shoulder. “Ya got that?” “Sure,” said Caprice. “I’m just waiting for my associates…” “Didn’t think they’d send just one of ya city slickers.” Garrett snorted and spat again. “Figured they’d send someone from the FBI office around these parts.” The wad of tobacco sizzled on the hot pavement of the parking lot. “Got some tobacco I can chew?” Garrett looked at him sideways. Then he reached into his pocket, took a chunk out of a tin, and handed it to Caprice. Caprice slowly shoved it into his mouth and chewed. He tried to keep from tearing up. After a few seconds, a suitable glob of something nasty was in his mouth. Imitating Garrett, he spat on the ground. A gooey wad slipped over his lower lip, trailed down his chin, and then plopped awkwardly at Caprice's feet. Colorados stifled a laugh. Garrett just stared at him. “What’s your name, boy?” Caprice froze. Was he supposed to use his real name on missions? He couldn’t use his code name. Not with a guy like Garrett. “You can call me Agent Creed.” Garrett guffawed and slapped him on the back. “You’re all right, Creed. Now spit that crap out before you choke on it.” He steered Caprice into the police station. “Let me bring you up to date on what we’ve got so far.” [/QUOTE]
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