Thread: The good, the bad & the dirty. { rskde & Enigma_x }

He drives back to the warehouse, sitting next to his bike while waiting for Jack to pick him up, he has a slight feeling that Jack is the kind of person to always be late. He spots Jack's car and gets inside, slipping into the passenger seat before buckling his seatbelt, the cool steel of his gun pressing against his lower back. He places his hand against the side of his head, resting his elbow against the door and just staring out the front window, not paying attention to Jack as they start driving. Buildings, people, and cars whiz past as they drive to Roxanne's house, he gets out of the car and walks inside, the jewels in hand. He sees her relaxed position, it's obvious to him that she takes a position of power within this household, as she seemed to just order her brother around. He looks around at everything tge house had to offer, it is more than he could ever dream of having with just a job in the FBI. He sits down as instructed, placing the three boxes on the table, he opens two of them. Diamond. He says before moving on to the next box, opening it. I thought you'd look good with emeralds. He says before relaxing in his chair, pleased with himself. He listens to her comment, it makes him smile at her humor, if she wasn't a criminal, Roxanne probably would've been the type of person he wouldn't mind dating. He also notices the tone shift, while before when he was unknown to her, she had been constantly putting herself abode him, constantly asserting herself with power at every opportunity, using threats and wits that she believed he did not posses. He nods at her name. It's certainly nice to meet you, I'm Trevor, though most of my buddies call me by my last name, Sanhill. He says to her, it wasn't necessarily a lie, his old war buddies still call him by his actual last name. The lie came into the name itself, but he executes the sentence as if he is telling the whole truth. He nods and stands. I'll find him. He simply says before looking over at Jack, receiving the information the man had to give him, the fact that he is looking for an Ethan Farner narrowed things down for him immensely. He walks outside and steps into Jack's car, the man walks out, but Trevor is playing with the wires under the wheel, the car starts and he pulls out of the driveway.. Without Jack. Trevor gives him a wave as he speeds off in Jack's car. He pulls out his cellphone and calls his handler, a man within the FBI who basically knew everything. Hey, I need all you've got on a Ethan Farner, it's important. He says while driving up the road. His handler speaks. He's in witness protection, we've got all of the info we need from him, he's currently living at 132 Las Colinas Road. He says, Trevor then hangs up. He drives to the warehouse before ditching Jack's car there, leaving the engine on just for the hell of it. He jumps on his sports bike and drives to his apartment. He goes inside and collapses on the bed, falling asleep. In the morning he wakes up before calling Roxanne, as Jack had provided him with her number. Hey, I found him, he's living at 132 Las Colinas Road, but it seemed like there were cops there, he might've blabbed about your organization. He says tiredly into the phone, waiting for her response.