This one is so long it's broken into parts. Inspired by Get Smart and Chuck, it features the competing spy agencies DORHq (pronounced dork), for Domestic Operations and Reconnaissance Headquarters, SESI (pronounced sissy), for Secret Evil Spies Incorporated, and CHUMPS, for Chinese Underground Mobile Precinct of Spies. There's even a short webseries Tam's World featuring some of the characters (see this blog for more information or this youtube channel).
This is a continuation of part 5.
The next morning, Grekov’s car is parked under a tree near Tam’s apart- ment complex. Wearing shades and nursing a nasty hangover, Grekov sits in the driver’s seat. Nimskii, wearing a bandage wrapped around his head, sits in the passenger seat. Grekov looks through binoculars and Nimskii, acting as secretary to Grekov, has a notebook he occasionally writes in.
“One adult, two kids,” She says. Nimskii writes it down with a snort. “Nimskii, are you still sore about that? I told you it was an accident.”
“It didn’t seem like an accident to me.” Snort.
“I was falling down drunk, on the floor, barely able to even focus. Only the greatest marksman in the work could cut a ceiling cord for a fan from fifteen meters with a 9mm pistol. We all know that’s you, not me, right?”
“Well, when you put it that way....”
China’s car is parked under another tree about a block back from Grekov’s car. China’s in the driver’s seat, Mattie sips coffee in the passenger seat. “It’s the world’s simplest thing. Just give her the deal,” China says.
“One of them will shoot me in the face.”
“We haven’t got all day. Mr Blue says to demand five million for the laptop, so go tell them ten million or we give it to DORHq.”
“Are we splitting the extra five million?”
“Yes we are, sixty-forty,” China says.
“Sixty for who and forty for who?” Mattie asks.
“Alright then, seventy thirty.”
“Seventy for who and thirty for who? I think you mean, seventy for you and thirty for me.”
“You are the best daughter in the world. I love you so much. Now, go, get out of here.” China pushes Mattie out of the car.
Still holding her coffee, Mattie sneaks up to the passenger window of Grekov’s car. “Coffee?” Mattie gives Nimskii her cup of coffee.
“Thanks. Uhmm, it has lipstick on it.”
“The lipstick’s free. What do you want? Drink out of the other side.”
“No problem.” Nimskii sips out of the clean side.
“The answer is no. I have a hangover. Go away,” Grekov says.
“I haven’t asked you the question. We don’t have to be enemies, Grekov.”
Suddenly a gun with silencer appears in Grekov’s hand. “I’ll kill you. Then, we won’t be enemies.”
“We’ve stolen one of your laptops. Tell Mr Blue he can have it back for ten million dollars. And, you two leave Tam alone. She’s just a dumb intern, anyway. If you don’t go along, we’ll sell it to DORHq.”
Grekov looks at Tam’s apartment. “He’s what I will tell –”
Pfft! Pfft! Grekov’s silencer-equipped pistol points at two holes in Nimskii’s coffee cup, spilling coffee on him. Past those holes, there are two holes in the the passenger side door. But Mattie is gone, nowhere to be seen.
“Hey, look what you did! You almost killed me.” Nimskii holds up the coffee cup.
“Crapola, who’s gonna fix those holes in the door? Oh, look, Tam’s moving.” Grekov looks through the binoculars into Tam’s living room window.
Tam has a typical living room - TV, couch, chairs, coffee table, movie posters on the walls. Tam walks over to her 14-year old nephew Dylan Taylor and sister 12-year old sister Athena Taylor, as they watch Terminator 2 on TV. Athena huddles near Dylan on the couch with a lollipop.
Dylan has a textbook, “The Trojan War,” in front of him. Dylan turns up the volume on the TV with the remote.
Athena punches him in the arm to get his attention. “You’re not gonna flunk your history test, Dylan. Just put ‘Power corrupts and absolute power corrupts absolutely’ in the answer to every question. That’s what I do. Boom! Automatic ‘A,’ thanks to me.”
Dylan rolls his eyes. The phone rings. “I’ll get it, Athena. Leave it.”
Athena grabs the phone and hands it to Tam. “Hello? ... Oh, okay. No problem. ... Bye,” Tam says into the phone. Tam hangs up. “Okay, Batman and Robin, it’s time to go,” she says to Dylan and Athena.
Athena and Dylan pack their backpacks. “Just so you know, I’m Batman,” Dylan says to Athena.
Athena punches Dylan. “I’m Batman,” Athena says.
“Hey, you two - Batman and Robin work as a team.” Tam eyes them, as Dylan and Athena walk out.
Grekov and Nimskii see Tam and Dylan and Athena exit. Grekov gives the binoculars to Nimskii and she starts her car.
This is continued here: part 7.
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