Roxy stared in disbelief at the body of her best friend. Sjphe couldn't believe that Max was dead and gopher father had killed him. She had always knew her father wasn't a good guy, but she had never realized just how evil he was. Roxy took Max's jacket and walked out. Her father oukd be looking for her soon. He had no iigpdea that she had witnessed him committing murder. Hopefully he wouldn't until it was too late. She hoped on her bike and drove to the local FBI gphead quarters. They would want the information she had.

Jake sat behind his desk, reading trough some files of cases he had solved... The stack of files on his right side were multiple stacks of 10 files each, filling his desk, creating 10 stacks in total. he sighns as he leans back, his eyepatch was something that bothered him sometimes but he didn't truelly cared anymore, he indeed lost his eye, but he learned how to live with it.
As he stood up, he glanced at the other officers, they all were working on different cases, and Jake just finished his last one, perhaps one of them needed help? Well... Perhaps they all just hated him for solving case after case, protecting witness after witness, taking bullets with his own body, becoming a protector with his own body without thinking about concequences...
He didn't truelly had something to live for, so he didn't care if he would die in battle, even if he would fall because of a bullet, atleast he did his job!
He walked towards the coffe dispenser, as he took a cup, walked outside and lighted a cigaret. The fresh air brushed trough his hair as he glanced at the humans that walked past him, but his eyes got caught by a girl cycling towards the building, her face pale, and her eyes looked like she just saw a ghost.

Roxy skitted her motorcycle to a stop in front of the FBI head quarters. She saw a man with an eye patch outside the building smoking? Surely he wasn't an agent. Roxy paid the an no attention. She put her kickstand down and set her helmet in the seat. She stormed into the building her angry was so strong people could practically feel it. None of the agents approached her.

Jake finished his cigaret, took another sip of his coffee, and glanced at the girl that stormed into the building. What was up with her?
Jake sighns as he threw his cigaret into the bin, took the last bit of coffee and threw his cup away aswell, after that he walked back into the HQ and glanced at the girl.
He noticed the anger coming of her, and noticed that the other officers didn't truelly wanted to approach her, so he did...
He walked towards her, stood still besides her and smiled.
"Can I help you? For I think you are in the wrong place girl, this place is only for officers of the FBI and not for girls like you."
His smile suddenly changed towards a glance that even made the biggest criminal shiffer on his knees, if Jake hated one thing, it were useless humans who just barged into others bussiness without even a warning nor a call.
He even hated if people coudn't control their own emotions, even if it were for a split second.

Roxy glared at the office eyed man. She hated stuck up people. He thought he was better then she was because he worked a respectable job. His look didn't impress her. She had grown up in the middle of a hard core gang. She tapped her biker boots on the floor. "I was this was the place to go when one had information on a crimal. I'm I in the wrong place. Is it possible that the FBI isn't interested in information on Peter Black?"

Jake glanced at the girl, she seemed to be used to guys like him eh?
As she mentioned that name... Peter Black... Jake's heart made a small jump, it was a case he was working on for a while now, and he barelly had any leads lately... Somehow it seemed like that name erased itself with every crime it commited...
"Then tell me, what kind of information are we talking about?"
Jake's expresion became a bit friendlier, but he still was on his guard, what if this was a set up so that Peter Black could take him out and be safe once more...
Jake almost had that man... But he escaped just before Jake could get his hands on him... And now he was touching trough the dark to gain atleast a simple bit of information, a new crime... Or even a witness who could put him in the place he belonged!

Roxy smirked at his question. She knew her father's name would get someone's attention. It always did. Although the FBI suspected he connected to several crimes they could never connect him to any of them. "I have lots of information. Names of associates. Favorite hide outs. Oh and most importantly I just witness him murder a young man. I could lead you to the crime scene but you have to hurry his cleaning crew will be there in an hour."

Jake glanced at the girl, and just nodded. In a split second he walked towards his desk, pulled out the drawer and took both magnum .41's, placed them in their holsters under his arms and grabbed his black leather jacket, putted it on and walked back towards her.
His desk would be cleaned up later on, after he returned from the crime scene and had gained more information for the file Peter Black.
"Fine lets go, we'll take my car, for it will go a bit faster, if we use it the right way."
A grin appeared on Jake's face as he took out his keys, walked outside and pressed the button to open his car.

He walked up towards the drivers seat, opened the door and sat down, waiting for the girl to enter the car aswell so he could drive off towards the crime scene.

Roxy was tempted not to go with the guy. He had an attitude that rubbed her the wrong way. There was no way his car was faster then her bike. But she wanted her dad to pay for what he had done to Max. The only way that was going to happen was if she worked with this agent. She followed him to his car. She was surprised to see him climb into a sports car rather then a government issued car. Maybe there was hope for him yet. She climbed into the car. She directed to him to warehouse on the rough side of town.

Jake followed the simple dirrections the girl told him, and in every traffic jam, he pulled out his police light and turned them on.
Within no time they arived at the scene, in silent, for the alarm would already been taken off the roof, and placed back into the car.
Jake glanced at the girl, nodded and pulled out one of the magnums, although his eyesight was his weakest link, he always had a few tricks up his sleeve to take down enemy shooters.
Jake stepped out of the car, locked it and glanced around... The perfect spot to take a witness down... Did he truelly fell for a simple trap like this?
He shook the thoughts out of his mind as he glanced at the girl.
"Where to? And also... Stay close to me, otherways you could get harmed."
For now this was his only source of information, and perhaps his only way to lock away Peter Black once and for all...
Although he didn't truelly liked the idea of protecting this girl... She had quite an attitude....

Roxy smirked at his concern. No one had ever protected her. She reached down into her boot and pulled out a knife. She twirled the knife in her hand like it was a baton. "I can take care of myself thanks. Follow me Mr. Agent and I'll show you the way." she would lead him into a warehouse that was nearly empty. Towards the back of the warehouse that the bospdy of a man about their age.

Jake followed her, he didn't even cared about the knife... What he did cared about was the fact that if the cleanup team showed up... And they were there... That there would be an hell of a fight to get out of there!
As the girl showed him where the body was lying, Jake smiled... Another dead man... Another crime!
Jake took out his phone, as he started to take pictures of every single aspect that he could find... From the wounds, towards the way he got killed, towards the way he got placed here, towards the way that he could see every single thing once he opened them up on his computer at the office...
As he finished taking pictures he stood up and glanced at the girl...
"Now let's get the hell out of here..."

Roxy ignored him. She stared at the body of her best friend. The only person she had ever known who thought she was worth something. She still couldnt believe that he was gone. Finally she nodded to the agent she didn't want to be here when the crew came to clean up. They had just barely made it outside when a van pulled up with four guys inside. "You boys are early."

Jake glanced at the van... This would be trouble...
With a swift move, he grabbed the girl, threw her back inside and started to fire a few bullets towards the van, hitting the driver.
As he glances trough the warehouse, he smiles, they could escape trough the window!
he grabbed the girl, started to rush towards the piles of boxes and pushed her ontop of the first.
"Climb till the top, and then out of the window! I'll follow shortly!"
Jake smiled, pushed his back against another pile of boxes and started to guard the door.
As he noticed one of the guys came inside, he aimed for him, fired a few shots and heard him collapsing on the ground.
With a swift move, he reloaded his gun, grabbed the other one and placed his eyes back on the door. If they truelly wanted to fight, then they would atleast gain one hell of a fight to begin with!

Roxy was surprised when the agent pushed her inside. No one had ever treated her like this. She was baffled by his behavior. She let him push her towards the one window in the buliding. Roxy regeted not having a gun but knives had always been more her thing. She threw the one in her hand at one of the men shooting at them. The up knife imbedded itself into the mans chest. She regetted the loss but it had been worth it. "Logan tell the boss man that he'll regret pissing me off." she hollered before climbing out the window.

Jake glanced at the girl, once she was safe, he smiled...
He pushed the stack of boxes he was behind, and as they fell down he rushed over towards the stack of boxes that the girl climbed onto.
As he started to climb, he noticed he was in quite a pinch... The only way out now was fighting...
Jake glanced behind the box, noticed the last three, one walking a bit numb, the others still shooting with full potential...
This meant, he atleast needed to fire five bullets if he wanted to get out of here alive!
Jake fired two bullets towards the guys, making them hide behind their cover, as they were in cover, Jake climbed a box higher.
Now he had a clear shot at all three of them! From his spot, he fired three bullets, hearing body after body collapsing on the floor...
Thank god... he came out alive once more!
Jake climbed towards the window, as he felt a bullet piercing his left leg, with a mere glance, he noticed one of them was still breathing a bit, within a split second, Jake pulled out his gun and fired another shot at the gun, piercing its head.
Jake climbed trough the window, as he fell down towards the ground... His leg was wounded badly... But for now he had to take that girl to safety!

"Who is saving who here?" Roxy asked sarcastically. She couldn't carry him, but she could help him to the car. She pulled him this feet. She put his arm around her shoulders. She shivered at the feel of him against her. She usually avoided having people in her personal space, but right now there wasn't any choice. Supporting his weight as best she could, Roxy headed back to his car.

Jake smiled, but after a while walked on his own feet again, although he more hoped than walked towards the car...
"Get in! We are getting out of here!"
Jake grabbed his keys, opened the lock and got into the drivers seat, although his leg was busted for now... He could still shift the car into different gears, for his leg only had to push the pannel for a short period...
As Jake waited for the girl to get in, he noticed a black car, slowly driving around the terrain... This can't be happening right?!
They probably called for back up... Once they spotted us... And ofcourse that girl had to shout towards them... So now they also know who is with me... For she knew them...
Jake started the car, waited for the girl to get in, and once she was inside, he would drift away from the terrain and drive back to HQ.

Roxy cursed when she saw the black car heading their way. Damn it! Her father was not suppose to come back! He had to be looking for her. He knew she would never take Max's death quietly. When he didn't find her at home he would want to make sure she wasn't at the warehouse where she often met Max. She scrambled into the car. "You better move fast if your going to lose them.

Jake glanced at her, smiled and drifted away, he knew that if they spotted his car, they would be followed... But if he would be on time, they would be out of their eye-sight and be safe...
But with his leg this damaged... He wondered if he would be on time...
As he drifted away, he drove towards the high road, making sure they would get on the high way, to get back faster, and to lose them!
Jake grabbed the walky-talky from his dashboard and started to talk into it.
"Asking assistence on highway 1-4-3-6. Code 3254, make it quick!"
Jake placed the walky-talky back on the dashboard, as he quickly moved to gear 4, making sure the black car would be left in the distance... But instead he noticed they followed them with the same speed, and if his assistence wouldn't hurry up... They would be caught by them and be wiped out...