bad santa (samuel)

[Samuel Banks-Walker]

Smirking he eased to a stop where they were in essence blocking the getaway car. Nodding and a quick gesture to the front as Abel drove past letting him know the plan without anyone who happened by being any the wiser. Their shorthand was a marvel of efficiency always had been. He hoped his intern would be as understanding. As Monica flattened the tires he moved to the door his senses pushing out gathering all manner of details including the fact that these men were planning a double cross of Ing. There was a fairly elaborate quick use pulley system in place with a man on the roof. Thank god for his over use of body spray and lack of washing. As Monica came along he motioned to the roof letting her put all that lovely attractive brain power on display. "The rear was a very good decision, my detective," he whispered just audibly as she came near using his immortal pet name for her.

[Monica Davis-banks walker]

She winked and caught on" am I going to make him a bird or a fish?"

She was asking if she was going to make it looked like he jumped from the roof or just shut him up where he stood and stash him till they were done. They couldn't leave him to shoot at them later once things went bad and since they still had the element of surprise she could handle him quickly and meet him and Abel before things got fun.

[Samuel Banks-Walker]

He loved watching her mind work she was as pragmatic as him and perhaps then some. She was less proof against harm and yet more focused on insuring a positive outcome. she and he worked on a level he wouldn't think positive especially as it was on par and above how he and Abel worked they had the benefit of being in the same field with ears of knowing each other. She was his living miracle." We've had fowl so I supposed we should fish?"

As she began her ascent he measured his time so as he and Abel would be arriving at nearly the same moment. Pushing open the door he stepped in making considerable noise. He was a bit let down they hadn't secured an interior watch on their escape route. By the sound of things they had at least kept a man out front at the main door. It was an amateur decision he heard the water saw blasting away and made a quick decision whoever was downstairs wouldn't be able to hear anything. They were right proper trained novices. He chose to deal with the six men out front with Abel then they could sort the sawman out en force.

[Monica Davis-banks walker]

Monica smiled kissing him on the cheek fast then up the stairs she went silent as her boots had no hard heels to give her away. Supposing she should be glad it was winter and she had been practical at the party. Gun tucked for a quick draw and her stamina leaving her perfectly fine on the sixth-floor entrance to the roof. Anyone watching the situation would wonder why a good cop a media darling was doing any of the things she did. She never questioned them, Samuel was her everything and she knew in her own way after his brother or maybe even tied with him she was his. They both had family they would do anything for but if he was ever in real danger she would tear down heaven to save him.

She carefully peeked out seeing the man occupied watching his screen as he didn't expect anyone yet. She slid through the opening and was across the building before he noticed the first thing he caught was her wrapping the pully rope around his throat and releasing it. it snapped him up so fast the crack was loud, she cut the rope in a fast slice dropping him to the rooftop and ruining the pully. She took his gun and his gloves putting them on and tossing his phone over the side to smash on the ground near the van.

He was sure they would find him eventually whoever came to see what went wrong. She went back out and down quietly knowing that Samuel would know her by smell and not attack. When she got to the bottom she heard the fight in the front and just waited to make sure that the man or men working the saw wouldn't come up and catch them unaware. stolen gun trained down the stair.

[Samuel Banks-Walker]

Fight didn't quite sum it up. These few brave delusional souls believed they could take enough to disappear so they fought surprisingly hard. They were of course fighting for their future. He hated the need to leave bodies but it was the best option. It was a shame and somewhat wasteful, but their loyalty could never be purchased and their actions proved it was not worth the price at half as much. Catching scent of Monica returned he and Abel set about insuring forensically it would appear a bad deal gone wrong. Greed taking over and human nature following. All in all it was a sound plan save the saw operator in the basement.

Moving to Monica he whispered in passing asking her to leave this had gone black fast. She would know that their would be bodies and that would prompt an investigation. He would do anything for her including save her as much grief as possible she couldn't be connected with this in anyway even as they spoke Severin was sweeping the camera's recordings clean destroying what proof might be available for later perusal. The bank would be another issue he doubted they would be as up to date as they needed but even old tech could be a problem.

They'd circled the block which meant they would be on its tapes or digital files at least once. So that had to be obtained before the police could get their hands on it. Easing down the steps taking point his silence a thing to behold for a man his size wearing loafers but the saw would keep while quieter than most was still loud enough the man had on ear protection. Easing into position behind him he waited until her heard a break in pressure signifying that the man needed a break before moving.

[Monica Davis-banks walker]

She nodded leaving the gun with Sev who she now knew by face and process of elimination. Along with the gloves, she had whispered to him" the pully is broken as well"

Then out she went touching nothing with her hands she'd touched nothing on the way up even the door to the roof had been handled with her jacket sleeves. Slipping to the car she knew this would be quick and in the meantime, she looked through her Amazon to try and sort out what to get Abel for Christmas.

[Samuel Banks-Walker]

Severin hacked into the bank easily enough as they were still within acceptable limits but only barely so. Luckily their electronic vaults were on a different system. Taking the gun he knew what to do nodding his thanks. He didn’t want to let Abel down so he was focused and as efficient as he could be.



Abel set about insuring the scene was immaculately forensicly plausible. It was easier painting the picture than insuring the details were accurate but experience was the byword. Knowing what questions would be asked he was able to insure the answers were well within logical leap.



Samuel insured the sawman met a quick painless end and arranged the scene to show a work place accident. Leaving before the saw finished its work and avoiding the spray he was upstairs and out the door silent as a cat. He knew Abel could handle the scene he as he slid in left the next address. Hopefully the next sight wouldn’t need to be as black. Inhaling he met Monica’s gaze an apology for the waste there in his gaze. Nodding he started up the Mas and drove to the next sight.

[Monica Davis-banks walker]

Phone put away she offered him a responding smile to assure him she was fine.Monica if at bare minimum nothing else was practical, sure these men probably had families but they also worked for a man that on the regular killed traitors and might get them killed otherwise so they had just sped the inevitable some.

Touching his knuckles gently as he maneuvered to the next place" lets hope we have beat them to the punch or they failed somehow so that there won't be so large a mess this time"

It was getting quite late to be jaunting about trying to mess up badly laid plans,' i wonder if they realized he got hit maybe he called them back in case we return?"

one could hope right?

[Samuel Banks-Walker]

Smiling in thanks he said, " It is a bit late but hope may be a luxury we can’t afford. Ing would take the loss of face about as well as a petulant teenager and so while he acquiesced I am sure he is sending messages across own to speed things up. Of course through various cutouts that will end up in the harbor or down some storm drain." The saw man received a text asking eta while he was being retired. So Samuel was dour in regards to the timing of things.



Two of six jobs shutdown he looked at the time left them and knew they would never reach all of the jobs in time. They needed help and so he sighed as the need was apparent. “ Perhaps as much as I am loathed to do so, we might need to roust the NYPD to do more than clean up service. The clock is against us…"

[Monica Davis-banks walker]

Looking at him that was what she hadn't wanted to hear but she knew they had this new anonymous crime reporting line based on texts messages and someone managed the lines. So if she took a couple more of the burners out and texted the addresses and suspicious things to the line someone would go check then call for back up. Making it happen her fingers flew across the keys every one but the place they were next heading she texted "suspicious Asian men lurking across the street I thought I saw a gun" or something similar getting a "thank you we will check it out " in response.

Waiting a bit she knew he had access to a police scanner here because she had asked him for it before and Abel knew it was a good idea. Turning it on carefully as the news of the various locations were called in, then the back and forth of patrol calling in then reporting back when they got there confirming suspicious activities and soon enough back up was called for most of the locations. She turned it off" done for now"

The time it had taken all that was enough for them to be at the last place they would need to stop anything. Abel close behind now as he had caught up.

[Samuel Banks-Walker]

He was loathed to rely on anyone save Monica and Abel yet in a pinch as now he’d been known to farm out some of his work load. He knew however that Ing had a few men and women in blue in his pocket . He couldn’t worry overly much about that in the now. He knew that the clock was not there friend and the other sights had to be brought to a close. If Ing was a selfish as he believed he knew he would even while healing have one of his lieutenants seeking out his job sites to either scrub them of his involvement or collect whatever was there to be had. No sooner had he thought as much as they turned onto the block for a reconnoiter spotting three bad guy SUV’s already on sight.

“Looks as if we have company and they mean business.” Twelve men and the original six to seven man crew. It was clear Ing was having his hands scrubbed of the matter. He would more than likely have his men there to rob the crew framing someone else and keeping the crew in hoc to him due their failure. It was a sound plan on paper. But like most fell apart in the strum and drang of field work. Samuel was predominantly loathe to use a firearm unless absolutely necessary. So sighing he reached into the stash compartment and retrieved the firearm hidden there. “Fast and dirty… It will be then.”

[Monica Davis-banks walker]

She looked at him" am I getting out or staying in?"

She would back him and shot whoever they had to shoot but if he told her to stay in the car she would do that too. There was a good chance they would have silver rounds so he was safe mostly. Three well-armed men to eighteen tho some of them would be killing the others" do we wait till the new guys take them out or save them by tipping them off?"

This was a mess and a half to be sure.

[Samuel Banks-Walker]

It was a difficult situation. Intel was short specifics were shorter and he hated playing catch-up. It made him angry and worse it put them firmly in the way which meant harm was nearly a definite.

If they waited men died. Which was funny as to stop the situation men would probably die. Three against eighteen were long odds but placing Monica in harm's way was a proposition he wouldn't tackle. As such he nodded as if it were answer enough.

"Secure our exit..." he eased to a stop behind the reasons SUV. Easing from the car he paused long enough to say, " I would rather you by my side no matter what we face.No matter who." Turning to Abel who'd unpacked his Mossberg 590A1 and Severin who brought up the Benelli and the S90X offering Samuel a choice he took the Benelli bolstering the Bulldog at his waist. Eighteen potential targets thirty heavy shots plus between them.

He looked to Monica once more then they were off. Samuel and Abel didn't have to speak they'd been here often enough Severin was the rookie here even with his combat experience. As such Samuel outlays the plan as they went. "Give me forty five seconds to get to the far side then come in anything moving that is not me drop hard fast and decisively. Once you start shooting do not stop until you are out of ammo. Once out you need to be on one of our hips or outside." Looking at his watch he said "Starting now..."

[Monica Davis-banks walker]

She hated this part. The look like he might not come back, that was not an option she would not take that as an answer. They would leave togeyher today either a bit of blood or a bit more but they were leaving.

He picked his guns and off they went. She carefully got out, every tire on every vehicle save theirs flattened. They hadn't left look out or drivers to get away fast. That baffled her, carefully vack to the car not even a shooter on the roof to pick off strays.

She sighed turned the scanner on low to make sure they could get out in time if cover got blown. Her vision opened she kept a scan for aura kniwing shed see and deel that before actual sight could catch any thing.

As gun fire erupted she readied her self for any one out who wasn't on her side.

[Samuel Banks-Walker]

It was nineteen potential targets at the outset of the fracas. Three immediately hit the ground covering their heads. The others who’d been in a face off turned or dived for cover beginning to fire. Samuel was surgical with a shotgun by years of experience he dropped two then another moving form cover never staying put long enough to allow someone to get a bead twice circling back to a previous used shelter. Never doing what was expected so as to not give anyone gauge of his actions to get a bead. It was a madhouse with targets of opportunities in their favor he Abel and Severin who handled himself surprisingly well being the unknown drawing just enough fire and yet returning it without fail.



Three minutes and there were ten people moving in the building Abel, Severin, and himself the three who dropped from the original crew assigned the job and four of Ings honorless guard. The four were pincered were smart enough to keep their head down. They thought they could out wait Samuel and Abel. They were right.



Samuel moved to extricate the crew marking their faces he would find them later. But for now they were noncombatants in a combat zone. He moved fired moved signaling Abel to do the same as they closed the pincer. Severin caught on and followed suit.



Extricating the crew he sent them out the far side telling to keep their hands high until they were off the block. A shot caught the last out which made it decidedly ignoble to Samuel. Screw it he thought. He knew Abel always had at least one explosive. He slid his finger across his neck where Abel could see which meant waste everyone and began sliding from cover to cover back where he started so he could exit. Severin hipped to Abel followed suit as Abel backed out pausing just long enough to shug and toss a high yield grenade into the temporary foxhole Ings gaurds had arranged on the fly. Desks and chairs, and metal filing cabinets creating a fire wall.



As the explosion rocked the space Samuel was already sliding around the building towards Monica. Abel and Severin hauling ass as they knew there would be an immediate police presence. They had twelve seconds to be out of the area and thirty to be out of Manhattan or they would need to go to ground risking far too much exposure.