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28 November 2007 @ 07:19 pm
Fic: Winner at a Losing Game, ch. 8  
Title: Winner at a Losing Game
Rating: PG-13, for now
Word Count: 704
Pairing: Mick/Beth
Disclaimer: Don't belong to me!
Author's note: I bring you chapter 8! Right now it looks like I'm going to get this finished before I leave on vacation!

Chapter Eight

They arrived at Josef’s at six thirty. Mick hoped that Ryder would be able to work his telephonic magic quickly, if they had any hope of getting to the dock by nine. When Mick and Beth got off the elevator Josef was there to greet them.

“Time’s a-wastin’, kids. I’m not getting any older,” Josef said in an unusually cheery voice. Mick realized Josef was overcompensating for all the drama he’d caused over the last day and a half.

“Relax, Josef. We think we know who’s setting you up. We just need to Ryder to confirm for us,” Mick said.

Mick followed Josef in to the latter’s office, taking Beth’s hand as he did. Mick wanted to make sure she stayed close. Josef noticed the small show of affection and nodded slightly. It was good to see his friend happy for a change; all that brooding was depressing.

“Did I hear my name?” Ryder asked as they entered the room.

“Yeah. Do you think you could patch into some cell phone records for us?” Mick asked.

“No problem.” Mick handed Ryder the number to Jack’s cell phone.

Josef asked, “So while we’re waiting got Mr. England to get those, do you mind telling me who’s setting me up?”

“Alexei Derenyenko,” Beth said. “Do you know him?”

“Of course I do. Power hungry bastard. Why would he wasn’t to set me up?”

“We’re not entirely sure he did. At least not alone.”

“Color me confused.”

“We’ll explain once Ryder gets us those records.”

Ryder chose that moment to pump his fist in triumph. “I got ‘em. Damn, I’m good.”

“That was fast,” Mick said, surprised.

“What did I tell you? Master of all things telephonic,” Josef said with a sardonic smile.

“According to these,” Ryder continued, “this Jack Davis called the same number a total of thirty-two time in the past three days.”

“What’s the number?”

“310-555-2448.”

Josef’s eyes narrowed. “That’s Alexei’s number.”

“You have one of your arch enemies numbers memorized?” Beth asked.

“Yeah. Businessmen talk. Especially to our enemies. Easier to watch you back with open lines of communication.”

Mick interjected, “It doesn’t matter. The point is I think we figured out what’s going on.”

Josef crossed his arms across his chest. “Enlighten me.”

“Beth, would you like to start?”

“According to the DA’s office, Derenyenko is under investigation for securities fraud. He’s got an offshore account somewhere. I think he’s been siphoning off funds from Holdsworth’s profits. The feds have started to notice. To distract them, he needs to make a lot of money from some big flashy idea. With the press and investigators distracted, he’ll be able to make a run for it, taking his money with him.”

“And he wants Hermes to be his big flashy idea?”

“Exactly.”

Ryder raised his hand like a schoolboy. “Can I ask a question?”

“Shoot.”

“This guy who’s number you gave me. What’s his role in this?”

Mick fielded that. “Well, I thought there’d be no way he’d hand over his research to the highest bidder, but I was wrong. He would if it meant taking his wife and setting up someplace else. Give her the life he thought she deserved. Especially if someone threatened to tell his wife what he was.”

“So Alexei blackmailed Davis? And wanted to make it look like it was me?” Josef asked, getting angrier by the second.

“Best as we can figure.” Mick looked at his watch; it was nearly eight o’clock. “Beth, we need to hurry if we’re going to get down to the docks.”

“Why don’t you fly? It’ll save time,” Josef said.

“Josef, you can’t just fly into the Port of Los Angeles.”

“In a helicopter you can. I’ve got mine standing by on the roof. I’m coming with you.”

Mick looked at Josef quizzically. “Who are you and what have you done with Josef?”

“Guy blackmails one of my employees, tries to ruin my reputation and causes drama between me and my friends. I want witness his end. Hell, I may even cause it. Aren’t you always telling me I should get out more?”

“I never expected you to listen to me,” Mick responded.

“Yeah, wee, don’t get used to it.”

To be continued…

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shippercrazed: mickbeth showershippercrazed on November 29th, 2007 03:30 am (UTC)
I liked this chapter alot. I loved how Josef seemed to try and make amends in his own way. Plus he wants to go with them....strength in numbers. I loved the one episode when Mick asked him to come with him as an extra set of teeth and Joseph did the vamp hiss.
michellemtsumichellemtsu on November 29th, 2007 04:26 am (UTC)
Oh, good. I was worried that Josef wanting to go along would be OOC. Yay!
heartagram_lala: Moonlight - Mick/Beth greenheartagram_lala on January 9th, 2008 06:26 pm (UTC)
lol, his own helicopter, thats classic!
Michelle: VM Logan bad daymrs_boyscout on January 22nd, 2008 03:47 pm (UTC)
“Time’s a-wastin’, kids. I’m not getting any older,” That line made me laugh out loud. Seriously.

Loved that Josef wanted to come along, you totally gave him the motivation to do so. :)

michellemtsumichellemtsu on January 22nd, 2008 04:11 pm (UTC)
I've always wanted to see Josef get his hands dirty, so to speak. I hope we get that on the show at some point!