Close To Home
When Nadeem had told you he was going to talk to Fisk and Fisk’s attorney today, he had asked you and Dex to come with him to the penthouse. Fisk’s attorney had come to discuss the deal the FBI had made with Fisk in exchange for the information he had shared. Nadeem seemed anything but happy to having to talk to the lawyer and Fisk.
You had made a barely believable excuse to avoid having to be in the same room with Fisk. Nadeem did not mind when you had asked him if you could just do some paperwork while he and Dex went to the penthouse, but Dex’s eyes had sought yours for an explanation. He always seemed to pick up on small things that he found odd. You had avoided his questioning look.
When Nadeem and Dex walked back out of the penthouse you went up to them to see if there was anything important. Nadeem motioned to you to follow him and you did as Dex started to walk beside you.
“You wanna tell me why you’re avoiding Fisk now?” he kept his voice low so Nadeem wouldn’t hear.
It was getting harder to keep the truth from Dex, he had noticed your reluctance to going anywhere near Fisk.
“I just don’t feel comfortable being around someone like Fisk everyday, Dex.” you smiled at him lightly but you knew he probably did not believe you.
Nadeem called the other agents together.
“What’s going on?” you whispered to Dex.
“We’re about to find out.” he said a bit colder to you.
It stinged as you heard his voice when he said that. You stood a little closer to him, he didn’t look at you. He knew you were hiding something from him, and he was going to find out what exactly that was and considering you were not going to tell him, he was going to demand someone else to tell him. He disliked that you were lying to him, all he wanted was to keep you safe.
You looked up at him, his eyes were focused on Nadeem who was waiting for the others to gather around. You let the tips of your fingers glide down the back of his arm until you reached his hand. You touched his fingers with yours lightly until he finally looked at you. When he did you let your hand slide into his as you made little circles on the palm of his hand with your thumb.
He waited for a moment before he finally closed his hand around yours and you gave his hand a squeeze when he did.
The other agents had gathered around Nadeem now, and you knew you had to let go off Dex’s hand before the others might start to gossip about the two of you. You were happy to see that Dex was reluctant to let go of your hand as he gave you a discreet smile.
“Fisk has given us new information on a Facilitator who has laundered and hidden money on behalf of Wilson Fisk. This person has bribed law enforcement and court officials, orchestrated perjured testimony and manufactured evidence.” Nadeem explained “We will be arresting him today, and we will search his place for any evidence there may be.”
“Who is it ?” Dex shouted.
“It’s a lawyer. Matthew Murdock.”
Your breathing stopped when you heard what Nadeem had just said, the color draining from your face.
Fisk was framing Matt. Your thoughts were racing, you wanted to warn Matt. Call him, text him, anything. But Nadeem ordered everyone to the vehicles leaving you no chance to contact Matt.
You hoped he would hear the agents enter his building.
When you exited the car you made sure no one was near you for a second, long enough to whisper ’ Matt, if you can hear me. Get out of the place.’
Your unit followed Nadeem, with their weapons drawn, up the stairs to Matt’s apartment. You prayed he had heard you.
“Alpha team on approach” Nadeem called in.
Someone opened their front door as you passed “FBI. Get back in your apartment and close the door.” you quickly told them.
The others were getting ready to break down Matt’s front door. You tried to stay calm, you couldn’t pull attention to yourself now.
“Stack up.” Nadeem positioned himself in front of the door “Breach.”
The door flew open “FBI!” an agent shouted.
Nadeem went inside and you made sure to walk in before Dex did. Even Matt would have a hard time dodging a bullet from Dex.
“Clear.” the others started to shout.
You breathed in relief as you heard them shout the word. It meant Matt wasn’t in the apartment.
Nadeem bended down to look at some clothes that were on the ground, he touched them for a moment. It were Matt’s. “Murdock’s been home. Recently.”
You swallowed hard, you had not been in Matt’s appartment in what felt like ages.
It did not suprise you when you looked around and saw that most of it had stayed the way it was. He clearly didn’t have the time to redecorate the place with his nighttime ‘job’. Not that you minded, it just fitted Matt persona perfectly.
The other agents had started searching the place for evidence and as you saw them go through the drawers of a closet one thing popped in your mind: the suit.
You had to get to it before the agents would find it, you walked passed Nadeem into the bedroom. You ignored the memories that were resurfacing as you made your way over to the closet where you knew Matt always hid the suit.
You glanced over your shoulder before you opened the doors of the closet. Matt’s suits were hanging on the bar and you pushed them aside carefully. The chest was on the ground, you kneeled and quickly opened it to find it was empty.
“Thank god.” you whispered to yourself as you closed the chest.
You closed the doors to the closet “Clear.” you shouted.
The other agents threw stuff around and on the floor while searching. You on the other hand were checking the cupboards carefully.
You couldn’t believe you were doing this, Matt was your friend and Fisk had managed to turn the FBI against Matt. There was a knot in your stomach as you had to search the place you once called home. Your face had turned pale, it was hard to stop yourself from shaking. This felt so wrong.
You heard a voice you knew well. You turned around to look and you saw Nadeem was talking to Karen. Karen had been a close friend to you, you admired her and how brave she was. How she always fought for the truth. She looked over at you for a moment, she knew she couldn’t let them know that you two knew eachother. Nadeem started questioning her and you hoped she would be okay.
“Do you think he hid the money between his coffee mugs?” Dex’s said as he came to stand next to you “Or perhaps between his plates?” he jokingly asked you.
“I just want to be thorough, Dex.” you put a cup back in the cupboard, it used to be the cup you always used when you lived here. Your hands were shaking a bit.
“Do you really think a blind guy is working for Fisk?” you made your voice sound as if you were mocking the idea.
Dex frowned at you “How do you know he’s blind?”
Shit. You had to think of something fast.
“I uh.. I saw canes in the closet back there.”
At some point you would have to tell Dex the truth, but the fact that you were currently searching Matt’s appartment for incriminating evidence was making that hard as hell to do.
You hoped Dex wouldn’t notice your distress but it was impossible to hide from his watchfull eyes.
Instead you moved to check something closer to Nadeem and Karen.
You heard Karen tell Nadeem about how Fisk is using the FBI. About Red Lion and a shell company called Vancorp and how it had just bought the presidential hotel.
When she mentioned it Nadeem looked at her in disbelieve. You heard her tell him how Fisk is using him.
After a minute you saw Karen get upset and she left the apartment.
You hated seeing your friend upset, you hated doing this, all of this.
“Alright guys, we’re clear. The suspect is not here so collect any possible evidence. We’re locking this place down.” Nadeem said and you were glad you were leaving.