Montana Trials

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Summary

Status:
Complete
Chapters:
28
Rating:
4.5 4 reviews
Age Limitation:
13+

Chapter 1



Walker Langley growled and slammed his fist against the warehouse’s brick wall. He barely even noticed the pain shooting through his knuckles. The FBI agent started pacing, looking a bit frazzled around the edges. His black hair was mussed and his tie was hanging lopsided. His normally caring hazel eyes had dark circles underneath them and his face was pale.

He had been up for forty-eight hours straight and it didn’t look like sleep was in his near future either. The hostage negotiation had lasted for hours and ended badly. Walker watched as the medical examiner and his assistant wheeled the gurneys toward the awaiting ambulances. The murderer was dead, taken down by a sniper’s rifle. The damage had already been done though. The victim wasn’t expected to survive the night. He was only a teenager.

Walker ran a frustrated hand through his hair. This type of injustice never seemed to get any easier to deal with. Even after ten years of being in law enforcement he still found himself getting sick. He watched his team secure the scene and snap pictures. In a little over an hour this section of town would be busy with commuters. Not to mention the media would be there soon. There was no way to keep this one quiet for long. The kid had been a senator’s son.

“Dang it! Why didn’t I move in sooner?” he mumbled. He should have known not to wait.

“Because you were doing your job, Agent Langley. You were trying to come to a peaceful solution,” a soft voice behind him said, touching his shoulder.

Walker tensed up and spun around, his hand instinctively reaching for his gun. “Oh, Special Agent Tyler. What are you doing here?” It wasn’t often that his superior came out in the field.

She narrowed her gray eyes, a slight smile on her face. “I came to take your place. From now until further notice you’re on vacation. All the details and tickets have been left at your place. Now go.”

He stared at the dark haired woman in shock. “Vacation? But ma’am, the case...”

Miranda Tyler snapped her manicured nails against her navy colored suit. “Agent Langley,” she said sternly. “Are you questioning my direct orders?”

Walker stood straight, squaring his shoulders. “No, ma’am. I’ll be going now.

Miranda nodded before turning to check in with Walker’s team. Walker sighed and walked back to his bucar. Forced vacation. But why? He knew he had messed up with this case, but he thought Miranda understood that. She had even said he was just doing his job. Yet she had just taken him out of action by making him take a vacation.

Walker slipped through the growing crowd. He groaned when he caught sight of the Channel 15 news van. He flipped the collar up on his trench coat, hoping to avoid the reporters. There was one blonde reporter whom he would rather avoid if at all possible. If she wasn’t flirting with him then she was doing her best to figure out where Walker and his team messed up. Well, she would have a field day with this one.

“Agent Langley! Just the man I was looking for,” the lithe blonde said, her hips swaying with each step. She was dressed in a mahogany skirt and jacket that hugged her curves perfectly. A pair of black heels completed her elegant, yet professional look. No wonder Channel 15 did so well.

Walker on the other hand wasn’t fooled. Callie Nelson had claws and she wasn’t afraid to use them. Especially if she wanted to get her way. Walker wasn’t about to get in her talons again.

“I’ve got nothing to say, Miss Nelson,” he said, walking past her.

Callie pouted a bit. “Ah Walker, don’t act like that,” she said, wrapping her long fingers around his bicep. “Just one incee wincee little interview.”

The FBI agent pulled his jacket from Callie’s grip. “I have nothing to say, Miss Nelson. You’ll just have to wait for a press conference like everyone.”

She narrowed her bright blue eyes. “We would make such a good team, Walker. Think about the possibilities.”

Walker just kept walking. Callie was a sly one and he was in no mood to untangle her web of words. He heard her angry words hurled at his back as he slid into the brown Impala. He started the car and carefully maneuvered around the growing number of cars. He’d stop off long enough to pick up his Camaro before heading home to see just what punishment Miranda had given him.

He finally managed to get back to his apartment building nearly a half hour after leaving work. The commuter traffic had been heavy enough and then the media coverage of the stand off and shooting had made it almost impossible to get through. Walker parked in his spot in the parking garage and leaned his head against the steering wheel. He had been in this job too long and had seen too many deaths and injustices.

Walker slid out of the white Camaro with racing stripes and locked the doors. He pocketed the keys and headed inside, looking like a whipped puppy. He decided to take the three flights of stairs up to his apartment instead of the elevator as he needed some time to think before he got the news as to where he would be going on vacation. A vacation he didn’t want. All he had ever wanted was to be a cop and now he felt like he was being pushed out. Surely at thirty-five he wasn’t washed up already.

He shook his head a little, trying to clear the suspicions and questions out of his mind as he unlocked his apartment door. Walker glanced around, making sure everything was still in place. One time of being caught off guard and nearly killed was once too many. He wouldn’t make that rookie mistake again. Everything but the white envelope sitting on his coffee table seemed to be in order. He walked over and picked the envelope up, surprised by the weight of it.

“So, this holds my fate,” he mumbled, unclasping the envelope. He dumped the contents out onto his coffee table so he didn’t lose anything. Two tickets slid out onto the table along with a prepaid phone and some cash that he didn’t count yet. He frowned as he picked up the folded piece of paper that had landed on the tickets. “What?!” he nearly shouted as he read through the letter. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”

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