Arrow Inferno
Chapter 97: Stanley ‘STAN’ Norris vs. Ian ‘WILL’ Williams ~ The mission!

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"The contract ended when I handed over that file to them, Miguel," Jaxon Spencer growled into the phone.

"I know," Came the hushed voice of the crook who accepted contracts on his behalf. "But they need your expertise on this, J. S. They're going to pay you double of what they paid for the file."

Jaxon's eyes went wide in shock even as he drawled dryly, "Is that supposed to make me jump for joy?" he sounded almost bored. "And why are you whispering?"

"They're here," the self-appointed agent/manager whispered. "Erh...hold on. Someone wants to speak to you."

"We need you to do some additional work for us," A raspy arrogant voice said on the other end.

"If you want my services, you know what to do." Jaxon yawned.

"We are prepared to pay double."

"That's peanuts."

"What!" the voice screeched so loudly Jaxon drew away from his phone. "Are you being serious right now?" "Like a heart attack," Jaxon drawled.

"Bastard!" the man murmured. "How about we get real for a second."

"How's this for realness... Call me back when you have a better offer." Jaxon hung up and allowed a naughty grin to widen his lips.

Jaxon Spencer had studied people and knew how to get his way. He knew that the desperate criminals who had hired his services were going to call back. He could tell they were desperate. He wasn't surprised at the idiot's shocked reaction though. What he'd taken for that first job had been very high. Double of that was therefore definitely a killer. But when people got desperate, they were usually ready to pay anything so he planned on milking the shit out of them. When his phone started to buzz, Jaxon shook his head in disgust.

"Humans!" He relaxed into his seat and picked up. "Hit me."

"Three times," The voice said.

"Five," Jaxon responded smoothly and had to stifle his laughter when the criminal started to cuss in the most colourful diction.

"Deal," he finally barked after his cussing.

"Good," Jaxon breathed. "You know what to do."

"Half is being wired into your account this very moment, you asshole."

"Hmmm..." Jaxon stared at the screen of his laptop, waiting... "Great." He sat up when he saw an alert pop up on his screen. The zeros brought a grin to his face. "So what do you want me to do?"

"Someone is in the process of decrypting the file that you stole." Raspy-voiced criminal spoke urgently. "There's a manhunt for us and the fool we kidnapped even as I speak. You are to make sure he's not found until his work is done." "Where is he?"

"I will send you the address. What?" the man seemed to be speaking to someone else. Then, "hold for my boss." The criminal's voice was replaced by another.

"For that shitload of cash, you better get that shit decoded by close of day tomorrow." The angry voice on the other end snarled.

"Hold the fuck on." Jaxon actually sounded amused. "I can't be held responsible for how someone's brain works."

"Think I care?" the boss growled. "And you better keep that nerd from being found and that file from falling into the wrong hands."

"You mean the hands of the rightful owners," Jaxon smirked.

His sarcastic tone wasn't lost on the boss. The man went quiet for a few seconds, clearly shocked at Jaxon's words. When he started to speak again, his voice was dripping with irrepressible rage. "Clearly, you have a death wish. Do you have any idea who I am?" the boss rasped angrily.

"I don't give a fuck if you're a titan who is back on earth to wreak havoc," Jaxon growled. "Don't ever threaten me if you know what's good for you. Send me the fucking address." Then he hung up.

***

"Good job, Will!" Ty looked down at the map spread out on the huge mahogany table excitedly. "Out of all the leads that we've pursued so far, this one looks most plausible."

"I think so too." Jackson nodded, patting Will on the back. "I have a strong feeling this is it."

"And there I was, thinking he was fucking up a storm in that room of his." George scowled at Jackson. "Blame Jackson for planting the thought in my head. I still believe it though." He shrugged. "This is Will," Jackson muttered. "I wouldn't put it past him at all."

Will folded his arms across his chest and gave a naughty grin. "And what if I am?"

"In your dreams, moron," Ty snorted. "But whoever you're fucking in that nasty dream of yours, keep fucking em. 'Cause this is some good work. So here's what we're going to do..."

'I wish I could tell them you figured it out,' Will murmured on his mind-link with Stan.

'We figured it out.' Stan wrapped his arms around his mate from behind.

Will scoffed. 'I wasn't even there with you when you came up with this theory.' He hadn't slept in their hotel in the past two nights.

'Yeah, but you fed me all the information I needed to come up with this.' He pressed a kiss to Will's head. 'All I did was think like a criminal. You look tired,' he commented.

'I'm not tired, I'm horny.' Will sighed.

They'd been working for two days straight without returning to their hotel. They were in a temporarily closed library where they'd been having all their strategic meetings in the eleven days they'd been in Sydney. It was a big library with all the needed facilities. Well, there were no beds but since they didn't need those, they were okay. Food and other supplies were delivered to them without fail. All they needed were computers, intel, and their strategic thoughts.

In the two days that the Arrowheads had been camped in the library strategizing, Stan had stayed back in the hotel doing his own research to help the team. They all knew that with each passing day, the cryptanalyst got closer and closer to deciphering that file and that was worrying. Stan had been to the library to see Will on both days but the team had been so busy that the two of them hadn't been able to spend time alone. Fortunately, his research had paid off as he'd been able to narrow the search down to three possible hideouts which was good news for the Arrowheads. Not spending time together for two days had, however, taken its toll on both men.

'That can be rectified,' Stan murmured as he began to trace the outer shell of Will's ear with the tip of his tongue. 'I've missed you.' His whispered words sent a shiver down Will's spine.

'Shit, stop that Stan,' Will's voice was harsh with lust. But even as he protested, he leaned into Stan's caress. The combination of Stan's body pressed against his and that mouth on his ear did insane things to Will's already raging sex drive. He was addicted to the man's touch.

'You really shouldn't say stop when you mean don't stop,' he breathed and then began to suck gently on Will's lobe.

'Oh, fuck.' Desire pounded through Will. 'I don't want to get hard, Stan.'

'Too late.' Stan's hand moved to rest on Will's rapidly growing hardness as his lips began to move along his sensitive neck. He didn't go near his mark. 'I didn't come on this trip to be starved, you know. Going two days without you is fucking me up.'

Will was achingly aware of his mate's hunger. It poured off Stan like heat waves, heightening his own need to the point that he actually hated the clothes on both of them that prevented their bodies from touching. His eyelids fluttered close as

his body relaxed against Stan's.

'Stan...'

'I need you, baby.'