Archive of Our Own

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Mark Skinner walked down the street, then tilted his head back and shaded his eyes. Staring up at The Tower, he blinked, then gave a faint smile.

"I have to admit" He said to himself "It is as impressive as she said it would be" He gazed at it for a few moments longer, then he continued walking down the street, occasionally stopping to rub the top of his leg.

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Five minutes later, he turned into the McDonalds at the end of the road, and walked over to table. Lowering himself into a seat, he let out a sigh of relief then looked up at the counter.

"I didn't think this through" He said to himself.

"Didn't think what through?" A voice said at his shoulder, and he looked up to see a tall woman with long blonde hair and shining blue eyes looking down at him.

"It was a longer walk from the car park than I realised" He said "And now that I've sat down I'm not sure I can stand up again just yet" She looked at him curiously "War wound - it isn't usually this bad but sometimes it flares up"

"Ah" She nodded "Well - stay put, Mister Skinner, and tell me what you want" He smiled, and pulled out his wallet, but she waved it away "It's on me"

"Thank you" He smiled again "Just a cheeseburger and a chocolate milkshake"

"Fries?"

"No - thank you. Not a big fan of the chips in this place" She laughed.

"I'll be back in a few minutes" She said, then she walked over to the counter. He put his wallet back in his pocket, then he took out a small pad and a pen and put them down on the table.

A few minutes later, the woman returned and put a tray down.

"One cheeseburger and a chocolate milkshake" She said "Plus a few napkins - the drink is kind of runny"

"Thank you, Miss....."

"Meyer" The woman sat down and took her own burger, fries and drink off the tray "Sophie Meyer" She paused "And thank you for meeting me. I'm hoping you can help me, because otherwise......" She looked around then lowered her voice "Otherwise a lot of people are going to die"

"I can't make any promises - we have some experience in doing unusual things but every situation is different" He paused "So - tell me what we're facing, and I will tell you what I think"

"Here?" She looked around.

"A crowded fast food place where everyone is minding their own business and no one is paying any attention" Mark shrugged "The cameras are owned by a private organisation, as opposed to the local authorities, and no one stares here longer than they have to" He smiled "If you were going to hold a meeting, where would you do it?" She looked back at him, then nodded.

"In a week's time, there is going to be a flight from Heathrow to La Guardia - 12:42pm. It is carrying five very expensive paintings. I am part of a six person crew that is going to steal those paintings then bail out over the ocean. We can fence them for maybe eight or nine million" She paused "And - to be honest - I had no problem with that"

"But now?"

"Last night I overheard two other members of the group" She closed her eyes "They're going to shoot the pilots and dump the plane into the ocean. They will blame the attack on terrorism because it turns out that the new British Ambassador to America is also travelling on the plane" She looked up at him "I have no problem with stealing - I am pretty much a career criminal, Mister Skinner - but mass murder and terrorism? That's beyond the pale"

"So you want us to stop the robbery and save the lives of everyone on the plane?" He asked.

"Yes" She said.

"So why not turn the group in yourself?"

"Because they know who I am. They know my family, my friends" She rested her hands on the table "I am not a nice person, but my family and friends don't deserve to be killed for my sins" He stared back at her, then smiled.

"I'll have to talk to my associates, but I think that I can provisionally say we will help you" He paused "So - if you could just give the details of the flight again?"

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Forty five minutes later Mark walked back past The Tower and up into the main shopping district of the town. Looking around, he walked off into a side alley, then came to a halt at the end of it.

He looked around again, then slipped his hand into his jacket and pulled out a long thin piece of wood. He slowly waved it over himself, transforming from a young man with brown hair and blue eyes into a young man with silver blonde hair and grey eyes.

"Looks like we have our first clients" Draco said to himself, then turned on the spot and vanished.

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Two members of Dumbledore's Army and two spies working undercover. Four decorated mages pivotal in bringing down Voldemort and The Death Eater army.

After the war, they were arrested and convicted of crimes they didn't commit. They promptly escaped and disappeared into the muggle world.

Realising they would need resources to prove their innocence, they earned a living as soldiers of fortune - helping the helpless, giving a hand to the underdog, preventing others from suffering their fate.

So if you've got a problem, if no one else can help you and if you can find them then maybe you can hire The Five of Diamonds.

Episode 1 : The Pilot Job

with : Sophie Meyer, Willard Montague, Jake Moore, Olivia Giovana, Ellory Masters, Oliver Zachery and Jason Smalls