CHAPTER THREE: tracker

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"Atlas! You know you aren't allowed here," Zoe Harrlow says.

"And you aren't supposed to be abducting people from the human world," he snapped back, his glare bouncing between Callum and Zoe. "Jack, come here."

Jack stood up from his seat, when Callum reached a hand out. Garcia had placed a paw on his head, rubbing at it.   "I knew we should've sent you somewhere else." Callum says.

"What? To hell?" Atlas asked with a mocking smile.

"How did you get here?" Zoe asked.

"I'll answer that, once you tell me why the hell you have Jack," Atlas hissed.

"What is happening?" Jack asked, confused.

"Everything will be fine, Jack," Atlas says.

"Garcia," Callum calls, as he then called for others.

"Okay!" Zoe yelled out. "We will not have yet another fight that practically burns down the place." She turned to Atlas, a calm posture. As always. "Red has gone missing, and Jack, is responsible for it."

"And he's pretending like he doesn't know anything," Callum glared at Jack.  "Which is why I called Garcia to get information out of him."

Garcia took a step to Jack, who stumbled back.

"If you put a fucking paw on him, I will cut off your paws," Atlas hissed. "Shave your fur off you into a jacket and give it to Jack as a gift."

Garcia didn't move closer to Jack.

"Red is in danger! And he won't talk!"  Callum yelled.

"I don't know anything!" Jack denied.

Atlas sighed, walking closer. Callum was taller, practically towering over Atlas. Then again, Callum towered over almost everyone, who wasn't a complete unnatural being.   Atlas smiled, glancing down at the Northern Vambrace attached to Callum's wrist. Callum followed his gaze.

"I'm going to talk to my boyfriend, and if he says the same thing, I am leaving here with him. And you can either leave this room with both arms, or neither." Atlas shouldered past Callum.

"Jack," Atlas speaks.

Callum doesn't think that Atlas will be able to get anything out of Jack. Which, he typically would think that Atlas could, either out of fear, or manipulating the person. He had once seen Atlas get information from a man, who had denied knowing anything, even when Garcia entered, and Atlas had been in the room in less that a minute, he had all the information. And shockingly, the man had all his limb intact.

And Jack is just staring at Atlas, his eyes, the entire time, never straying from him. Or, more direct, his outfit.

Callum dragged a hand down his face.

"What did you do for the last person who hired you?" Atlas asked.

"I really don't know who it was," Jack answered. "but I can figure out where they are. Or where they were last night. It is anonymous, I don't know who it is  but, in my line of work, I need insurance, you know, incase of billing issues,  so I Trojan-horse a digital tracking bug into their VPN."

"You've got to be kidding me," Callum huffed.

"Are you saying?" Zoe begins.

"Yeah. I can track the device." Jack answers.

"Then I sighted you do it." Callum grounded out.

"Can we circle back on the while paying me thing?" Jack asked.

"I know what they paid you. We'll double it." Zoe tells him.

"Triple."

"Garcia." Callum calls.

Immediately, in less that a second,  Garcia moved forward. Atlas pulled the sword on his back, unseating it and pressing it to Garcia's neck. Garcia immediately let go of Jack, moving back a few steps.

"Hey, hey," Jack moved up, pulling Atlas a step back. He didn't want for him to get hurt. "Okay, double it-it's great, okay?

"He's gonna need his phone," Atlas says, as he briefly turned to look at Zoe.

Zoe handed over the phone, Atlas taking it before handing it over to Jack. Jack sat in the seat, quickly typing on his phone. "Whoever did this...is in Aruba."

"Where is Aruba?" Callum asked.

"I work alone. Sometimes with Atlas as backup, if he isn't busy," Jack says, as he sends a smile to his boyfriend.

"You used to," Callum says.

"Uh, no offense," Jack spoke, no meaning it. He meant for it to be offensive. "but I'm not rolling into Aruba undercover with a giant elf."

"It's E.L.F!" Callum walked closer.

Atlas pressed his sword to his throat. "Don't talk to my boyfriend like that."

"Cal," Zoe put a hand on his chest, pushing him back.

"We can't trust them."

"Oh, no, whatever will we do?" Atlas deadpanned, looking to Jack with a look of boredom.

Jack, amused by his boyfriend's antics, smiled back at him.

"That's why you're holding the leash," Zoe tells Callum.

Atlas gently takes a hold of Jack's chin, who was still seated, before tilting his head up. He momentarily brushed his lips against Jack's, before pressing his lips on his.

"Hey!" Zoe snapped her fingers, trying to catch the two men attention.

Callum dragged a hand across his face. "This is unbelievable."

Jack yelped, breaking the kiss, as he jumped back. Atlas pulled back, a worried expression on his face. Jack quickly looked under the table. "What the hell was that?"

"A tracker," Atlas realized, sighing.

"It's so I can find you anywhere on Earth," Zoe tells Jack. "You're mine until we find him."

"Technically, he's always mine," Atlas jokes.

Zoe nor Callum look amused.

"I suggest you get going," Zoe says.

Callum walks away, Atlas takes hold of Jack's hand and pulls him off the seat before walking away.
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