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A RUMOR OF PEACE	By : Acaciarose Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 6494 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Roark met the challenging gaze of Lt. Tristyn, and without a word, or breaking eye contact, he opened the satchel and pulled out one of the files, tossing it onto the center of the table. "Tell me, Lt., is that the file you gave us the day we arrived?"
He reached out, pulled the file close and opened it, saw a lot of highlighted lines, "It is." he growled at him.
A nod. "It's good. As far as it goes. These," he reached into the satchel and pulled out more files, tossing them too to the center of the table, "are the files compiled by Captain Fili, and Lt.'s Kili and Logan. Files that they worked on separately from yours. They too are good, but ALL of them are incomplete."
'EXTREMELY incomplete," Harry snapped out then, clearly irritated by the attitudes bring directed at his brother...at HIM, seeing angry disbelief on their faces.
"Just what the hell is that supposed to mean?!" he demanded, leaning forward in his chair to glare at them.
"Just what he said, Tris," came Logan's quiet voice, drawing all their eyes to see the seriousness on his face. "In going through those files with them, we found holes."
A snort sounded from Kili, drawing their eyes. "A lot of very large holes."
"HOLES!" came the shouts from almost all of them.
"What do you mean holes?! What kind of holes?!"
"Let's all sit down, shall we?" Severus said calmly from his end of the table. "Roark will explain their findings, and then what we intend to do about it."
Roark immediately sat, as did the others, and then they waited patiently for those who had jumped to their feet in anger to do the same. It was only as the last of them settled, that Tristyn demanded, "So what is this about holes? Logan, Fili, Kili, you know how hard we worked on compiling the information in that file."
"Yes, Tris, we do," Fili answered, "but we now also know, as we've worked with Harry and Roark these last couple of sectons {months}, that they've found things we never thought of, but should have."
"Like what, exactly?" came the expected question from another of the team members.
Amusement was beginning to sparkle in Severus' eyes as he looked at the brothers, shaking his head in wonder. They had mapped out how this conversation was going to go, and so far, it had gone exactly as they had said it would.
"It's simple really. Riddle has a varied, very large organization. There should have been a lot more in those files than there was. A hell of a lot more. THAT, Lt. Tristyn,", Roark waved to the file, "may have satisfied Kale--"
"Though why the hell it would is beyond my understanding," came the deep grumble from Logan's left. "It sure as hell never would have satisfied Dad or Uncle Thorin. Dacian, Gabriel, or Raphael wouldn't have been happy with it either. They would have told you to get back out there and look for more. Look at anything...At EVERYTHING that could be a viable lead."
"Captain Desmond?"
Desmond turned his head, his forest green eyes just like his father and older brother, locking on the man who had spoken. A blond, blue-eyed, wiry chap who looked more like he belonged on one of the agricultural Colonies, than in a Colonial Uniform, but then you found all types in the uniform these days. Some that belonged, more than a few who didn't.
"Are you all really that blind? Or are you just that stupid? Because as far as I can see, you're acting like you're both."
"Now just a fucking centon!" followed immediately by, "How dare you!!"
"Alright, Desmond, that's enough. Let's not--"
"Not what?" he demanded, sitting forward, arms on the table before him. "Antagonize them? For Kobol's SAKE, Roark, they're Colonial Warriors! They have heads on their shoulders with which to think, eyes in their heads to see, ears with which to hear, and supposedly they must be smart, or they never would have made it through the Academy, nor would they have been assigned to this task force. They HAD to have realized that something was wrong...off about this whole Gods damned operation!!"
"He does have a point, Rory," Alexei spoke up then, looking around the table with distinct disapproval.
Roark looked at them both, very nearly smirking, but managed to contain himself as he returned his attention to the table. "As I was going to say, that file may have satisfied Kale, it does not, however, satisfy us."
"Not by a long shot. WE want more. A whole lot MORE," Harry said, his tone cool.
"What more, exactly?" came the sudden, very interested question.
"WE want all the things that Major Kale SHOULD have asked you to look into, but for reasons we will never know, never did."
"What things would you be talking about, Lt. Roark?"
"First and foremost, Lt. Declan, we want lists compiled."
"Lists? Lists of what, exactly?" asked another man further down the table, his tone now holding a great deal of interest.
Roark looked down at him, lips quirking up into a brief smile as he met those golden-colored eyes with intent silver. "Again, rather simple, Sergeant Tiernan. We want to know where his Pleasure Houses are, and where he has his drug and illegal gambling dens. We want to know from which streets, which corners, and from which alleyways he sells his drugs. We also want to know where his whores proposition their potential customers."
Roark sat forward, arms coming to rest on the table as he looked at each of them, seeing the looks of shock and surprise on their faces, right along with a great deal of interest. "We also want to know where he's dropping his drugs. When...how. We want to know when he intends to ship out to the other Colonies. We want to know when his human traffickers are coming in with their shipments, then I want to know when and where he intends to auction them. We already know that he moves these locations around on a regular basis. He also changes which shipping lanes he uses."
"When would you like to have them?"
Roark's eyes returned to Tristyn to see the approval there that he had never thought to see this quickly reflected there. "As soon as you can get them to us, Lt. Tristyn. Last sectar would be very nice."
That caused a round of chuckles from more than a few as they got to their feet. "Then we'll get on it, right away, Lt. Roark."
"In teams, people. Harry and I don't want to see any of you working alone any longer. Logan," he turned his head, "as you were already working on the Terminators, I'd like you to continue to do so. I also want you to work with Fili, Kili, and now Tristyn. When I'm done with your brothers and cousins, I'll send them to you, as well, so stay close."
"Understood," he said as he got to his own feet, Fili and Kili following him. Meeting Tristyn at the door, where he immediately questioned them about their change in uniform, he heard them begin to answer as the door slid closed.
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