"Federal Rogue, welcome to your first case," Kelly spoke as they all united in the conference.

Fereal Rogue trained hard for a few weeks before finally, today, they were to be assigned to their first ever mission.

It was Chris, Ricky, Bethany,  Franccesca, Craig, TJ, Angelo, Devin, Maria, Jinxx, Vinny and Agent Purdy.

"This one's a case that's been going on for a long time, but the one you're getting is in a way relatively new," Agent Brink explained. 

"So we're finally storming Bohemian Grove," Ricky smirked.

"No, you imp," TJ scoffed with an eyeroll.

"It involves the case of an underground trafficking ring working through major Penn state cities," Agent Brink said.

"Aren't Max and Caleb on that?" Angelo asked.

"Yeah, but nothing on new leads, so they need help. You'll be working this case with them," Maria said.

"Okay, then, give us the information," Angelo said, laying back.

Maria nodded and pointed the clicker at the smart board of the conference room, and a couple of pictures of young women showed up.

Some were regular DMV photos. Others were mugshots. While only 2 or 3 seemed to be in their early 20s, the other girls seemed to barely even reach 16. 

There were 24 girls in total.

"Young teens and adults have been disappearing as far as Meadville, even Erie and Youngstown have been disappearing, varying between high and low risk victims. Oldest one is 23, youngest is only 15," Agent Maria said.

"Oh fuck..." Craig whispered as the team looked in shock.

"Out of the 24, only 3 have had recovered bodies, each found in surrounding states, so that there was no connection," Agent Brink said. "However thanks to Angelo's BAU unit, we saw the similar injuries, the connection."

"Which was?" Ricky asked.

Maria clicked the clicker, and three pictures of three different crime scenes showed up.

"Each girl was found in a vacant hotel room, an organ of some kind missing, and left bled to death in the bathtub overflowing with ice and salt.... Malarkey's group determined they were cut open and put in there antemortem... no traces of any anesthetic in their bodies...."

"So they're tortured," Jinxx said. "Christ....."

"Had there been any leads?" Bethany asked.

"Sort of.... There is a specific club that connects majority of the victims." Maria said, and pulled up two more pictures, who Chris recognized as colleagues here.

(Picture: Agent Taylor Momsen & Agent Elizabeth Hale)

"Two of our best agents on the case, Agents Hale and Momsen, were on the case with Agents Green and Shomo, but the two women disappeared without a trace, never radioed back. A week prior, an Agent Lavigne was also on the case and disappeared as well, and was discovered two days later at a motel room all the way in Pittsburgh," Maria said. "She was missing both kidneys, and had been brutally assaulted and tortured, lwt in the ice and salt tub. She survived, had a successful transplant.... But retired from the bureau, moved into Witness Protection. Hasn't been heard from since."

"Shit...." Chris sighed. "So our one link is in the wind, and we have no idea how these agents disappeared..."

"There is one link," Maria said. "The owner of the club where they vanished."

"Wait, they vanished in the same club?" Ricky asked. 

"This particular gallery slash club is also built over old tunnels carved out during the Prohibition Era. Very few speakeasies in Pennsylvania had a labyrinth that lead people out a block away from the train station to help escape police during a raid, we believe the traffickers are taking advantage of that.

"The club where it happened is also a known art gallery north of here, The Boom Boom Room," Maria said.

"I've heard of that place," Angelo said. "Wasn't Agent Pitts trying to trap it with Counterfeit Unit a year ago?"

"Yep, but there was no evidence. Which brings me to the owner," Maria saaid, then clicked towards the smart board. "Meet Emerson Barrett, owner of Boom Boom Room."

(Picture: Emerson Barrett)

"Seriously? He's just a kid," Craig said. 

"Don't let that fool you," Maria said. "This guy is the most notorious art thief around, and gang leader from Toronto ever. Rumored to have art stolen from as far as even the Louvre, and the Smithsonian as well."

"You're kidding," Chris said. "He looks no older that Ricky, let alone Matt."

"He's in his early 20s," she said. "Reported to have

"Great, another little shit for me to deal with," TJ scoffed, looking over at Ricky

"Pfft, not our fault our cute faces make it easy for us to get away with shit," he said in a cocky voice, making me roll my eyes.

"But wait, if this guy's out stealing art and stuff, how come he's not in jail or something?" Ashley asked.

"No evidence to link him to anything. He, his brothers, and their gang are proffesionals at covering all kinds of tracks. On top of that, he also has our least favorite piece of paper," she said, holding up a familiar copy.

"Diplomatic immunity," I scoffed. "Sneaky little bastard."

"Him and his three brothers are the leaders of a known gang," Maria said. "Despite them being born in Toronto however, they also have permanent residency. Emerson is main owner of the gallery slash night club in Pittsburgh."

"Flaunting artwork he's stolen," Jinxx said, looking through some of the photos. "He's a gutsy kid, I'll give him that."

"I've met him and his brothers before," Vinny said. "The Royal Council are a strange bunch, but thankfully when it comes to product or territory, there have been no issues. They due tend to have a lot of sarcasm and attitude, especially Emerson who doesn't exactly have a filther. Easily put, more bark than bite, unless the situation arises more."

"Probably best that TJ and Craig set this one out then,"Chris said.

"Hey, we can handle it!" Craig snapped.

"You nearly wailed on Ricky just for him saying that you're the Men In Black's bitch," Maria said.

"Why wouldn't I for that!?" Craig argued.

"Because I'm cute, and the agent with 2 feet over you is my boyfriend," Ricky smirked. "Plus, punching a kid in a wheelchair wouldn't exactly score you bonus points, now would it, Agent?"

Craig went to charge but Chris stopped him.

"Just let it go, Mabbitt," Chris sighed.

"Okay, but, what does Emerson have to do with the trafficking ring and missing agents?" Devin asked. "You think this kid's in charge of the ring or something?"

"The possibility is not entirely off the table, but we won't know for sure unless we see for ourselves," Maria said. "There are always parties and events hosted, and that's usually when they are said to take place. This Saturday night would be a major one... A masquerade ball."

"Ugh, another?" Chris grumbled.

"So, what, we bug the whole place or something?" Devin asked.

"Well, yes, even though the place has had its bugs placed already, but the idea was to send someone else undercover, but this time have them with a wire and tracking device," she said. 

"Well, considering its a masquerade, I guess we might all be undercover then," Demon said.

"Of course, but we will have someone as the actual target for the ring leader," Maria said. "Angelo's gonna have profilers from his unit join, too. The main target is gonna be tracked, though."

Chris thought a bit, but then got an idea.

"I think I know someone we can send in to go undercover for this..." Chris said.

***

"Matt, come on, please!" Chris called out as they all looked up into the attic of his and Kuza's new place.

"No!" he called out, hiding in the darkness.

After turning to Matt and telling him the plan, they found themselves with a feral little who they ended up having to chase after him, bit TJ, then he managed to escape into his hiding spot, the attic, pulling the ladder up so nobody could chase him in.

"I thought he was fine with dresses," Ricky asked, an eyebrow raised.

"Most days, yeah," Devin said. "He just doesn't like being obligated into it. Hence why he was moody when we all met with Demon while looking for you."

"He'll wear onesies and diapers but not a dress?" Craig asked, when suddenly some silver packet was launched out of no where, making Chris duck and the packet hit Craig's face at full force. "AAAHH!"

"I DON'T WEAR DIAPERS!!" Matt screamed, poking his head out before hiding again as Angelo picked up what hit Craig.

"Is this a pop tart?" he asked as Craig held his nose.

"Yeah. Its his own weapon," Kuza sighed. "He has about 20 boxes stashed up there."

"That fucking little shit, am I bleeding?" Craig groaned as TJ looked at him, shaking his head.

"Matt, please, you're the only one here that can help lure these guys," I said.

"NO, YOU CAN'T MAKE ME, I DON'T WANNA!!" Matt screamed.

"At least give him fucking binkie or something to calm him down before I do it myself!!" Craig snarled, still holding his nose.

"Alright, let's calm down," Devin snapped. "Why don't I go undercover, too, to keep him calm and comfortable with the scene?"

"Its important the kind of people that are sent undercover," Chris said to her. "You need to be cool and casual, while also staying alert, playing a specific strip."

"Yeah, see, Agent Handsome, you're looking at the "ravishing, seductive, vampy bombshell" that managed to con a 65 year old CEO for a law firm of millions just by giving him a few too many sips of champagne and really showing him how I can trick with these hips."

"Seriously?" Chris asked.

"Well, how the hell do you think I met Angelo?" Devin scoffed nonchalantly.

Everyone turned to Angelo, and he threw his hands in the air.

"What!?" he asked. "I was on a case at the time, then we got the arrest call for her once the case was closed!"

"Jesus," TJ sighed.

"Okay, fine," Chris said. "We can have you wired too, for backup. And see if any of Misery's goons are willing to be wired, too."

"You're gonna have Harley carrying a mic?" Ricky asked. "Oh, yeah, that's gonna be exciting. I'm gonna have to listen into that and she's probably gonna fuck around and blow into that mic for shits and giggles you know."

".... Good point, Franccesca is more level-headed for that," Chris said, thinking about it. "Jimmy and Gaia could also help with that."

"Matt, honey," Devin called out. "Would you feel better if me, Frankie and that nice Mister Jimmy were with you? And Miss Gaia??"

Matt was quiet as then Chris stepped up.

"You'll have free access to the sponge pit for life!"Chris bargained. "And the pool!!"

"Rob will kill you," Craig snapped quietly.

"It's all I've got!" Chris said under his breath.

It was quiet as we waited for something, when the attic door cracked open a little bit.

"With big floaties?" His voice asked.

Chris groaned quietly. "Yes, yes, whatever kind of big floatie you want, even bat shaped ones if they exist!"

He was quiet, as if thinking, then pulled the attic door completely opened.

"Fine...... I'll do it...." He said, still grumbling a bit.

Chris sighed with relief at finally succeeding.

"Well then, guess its settled," Devin said.

"I can't believe that worked," TJ said.

"Let's just hope this all ends well," Kuza said, looking a bit worried.

~~~~~

Changed the performance song in Chapter 24 to another one.

Sorry for taking sooooooooo long to update. Been so busy with other stories and stuff. With this quarantine I finally found time to fix up the drafts I've had saved and work on more for other stories as well. Will have a new chapter up as soon as possible! 👍🏻

*Note: Wattpad's acting a little weird, there's a amall chance pictures may not show up for some reason. Just letting you all know.*

Hope you are all well and staying safe during these difficult times! Much love to you all! 🌻❤

🎧 Currently in Sapph's playlist:

Maroon 5 ft. SZA
"What Lovers Do"

https://youtu.be/5Wiio4KoGe8

♡~ sapphire.