Haleigh Davidoff -- The Long Island Sound
The tv blared with the CNN newscast, as several people in business suits stood around the office, staring up at it. Even the Director was ensnared, though all the while he watched he scowled. The view cut to a group of people loading boxes and cargo into a big transport plane, it was jet black with a large white trident on the tail. Inside either prong of the trident where the letters M and T. The loaders all wore black shirts with the same white trident symbol in the back. A voiceover narrated enthusiatically, as a candid photograph of Haleigh Davidoff was shown on the screen.
Narrator: "The talk of the CITY this week is the Charity Banquet being held by Rebecca Meridian to collect funds for her new non-profit poverty relief organization, the Meridian Trident, LLC. Meridian, who is one of the two partner CEOs of Liquid Crystal Images, Inc., the worldwide acclaimed photography company that has contracts with BIG names in the entertainment and travel industry, reportedly pulled a lot of strings to get several celebrity appearances. The photography business mogul spent more than 10 million dollars kick starting the Meridian Trident, and has spent over half a million to orchestrate tonight's event. She has already begun to set up shop in Africa, and is excited to begin the program, which she plans to kick off tomorrow morning. She released a statement to the press on Monday, saying that she hoped the press coverage of tonights banquet would help get the fledging company's name into good circulation. She also said that attendance to the banquet wasnt REQUIRED to donate, that donations could be made by phone or web at 1-800-TRIDENT or www.trident.org."
The Director, still frowning, turned the TV down by remote. A man in his twenties offered the first opinion. "Maybe she really has changed. 10 million... thats a lot of money to spend on something that's just meant to be a front to make us THINK she's reformed." The Director shook his head, scratching his bald spot and disagreeing. "No.... people change Jeff, MONSTERS dont. 10 million to her is like ten dollars to me.... its a small sum for her. I want you and Wallace to go to that event, and keep a VERY close watch on her... I think theres more to this than meets the eye."
"Yes sir... but its invitation only."
"She sent me a complimentary invite for two CIA agents... probably thought we wouldnt use it. Its Evening gown and Tuxedo dress... and simply surveillance."
Meanwhile.....
The couple lay out on the deck, entangled in each other and too spent to move. Zach softly stroked Haleigh's face, tucking her hair back from her face and kissing her forehead, as she lay next to him, playing gently with his chest hair. Neither felt the need to fill the comfortable silence with words, they just let the soft sloshing of the water and the rock of the boat lull them. Haleigh was pleased with herself, she'd finally taken her walls down... and let him in... for it was rare to find someone like him... someone who just wanted to make her happy. She'd had it once before... and it had taken her several years to recover from losing him. Now in Zach she'd found not only someone who understood her life work, but also seemed to understand everything else about her as well. They were two of a kind... there was hardly anything they couldnt do together. He was rugged and outdoorsy, but could also be refined and classy when the occaision called for it. He worked with her in intelligence and she told him about everything, including her involvement [or lack thereof] with the Six. What was more... around him... she could just be herself, unfiltered and unrestrained.
The phone rang, invading Haleigh's bliss, pervading her thoughts. Zach got up and pulled on his shorts, going to prepare the boat to go back to port. He knew their break was over, it didnt bother him. Both of them loved their work. It was just as well. Even Haleigh knew today wouldn't TRULY be a day off. The banquet was tonight, and if it wasn't the event staff calling to ask her stupid questions, it was CI staff calling to ask her tactical ones. Par for the course, she knew. She had been able to string this company together in a matter of DAYS... which was just a testament of her clout. The phone rang again. Haleigh began to redress as she answered it.
"Davidoff. This better be REALLY good."
>>Director... I was going to save it for later.... but now there are TWO things you will want to know.
"Go ahead."
>>The CIA just dispatched two agents to tonights banquet to qoute/unquote 'keep a very close watch' on you.
"That's fine... I have nothing to worry about. Other than security details, CI won't have a role in the event. What's the second?"
>>Its the SIX... they're meeting again. Alison's gone to everyone, recruiting them back to Illustra. She told Cameron and Alexis that the Laywer Barnett and Senator Kelly were asking for help... the kind only the Six can offer. Something about a creature... deadly... indestructable...
"Thats enough.... I don't want to hear anymore. I just want to keep watch over them... if they get into trouble, if they get into harm's way, call me. Otherwise.... I don't want to interest myself with their escapades.... Only their wellbeing."
>>Understood. That's all I have for now.
"Thank you."
The conversation ended with a click, and Haleigh began to wrap up their picnic.
"Home, Zach."
Z:"Right Away."
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