Agent Alpha and the Angel maker

*Astrid* "What ?" I hear myself ask. "A new partner ? Why ?" "Don't be troublesome Dahl, I was asked to do this... from the minister of justice himself". My boss Lisbeth Kristiansen say. "And Hansen has retired, so you needed a new partner". I sigh. "Or I could have done without a partner... so who is this guy". "Zachary Lewis, worked in Texas, swat, homicide, drugs .... Before that, he was CIA trained and, before that, a decorated marine .... so on paper he looks perfect". She is flipping through a thick folder. "On paper ? A guy like that would not end up here unless... what happened ?" I mean what would he be doing in Denmark, what we deal with is ... nothing compared to his training. She shakes her head. "Not sure, no one really wanted to tell ... apparently it got too much ... he wants peace and quiet. I was told he has a very high percentage of cases solved". "Well I guess I don't have a choice ... where is he ?" I better meet this real life robocop. "He...". The director starts to say, but she is cut off when my best friend, our secretary, Freja, busts open the door. We both look at her, she is breathing hard, like she have been running. "Bank robbery in progress downtown ... they have taken hostages". "I am on it". I fly out the door, yelling over my shoulder. "Text me the address Freja". The text ticks in, just as I jump into the car, and I pull out my siren, smacking it on the roof of my car and speed off towards the bank. I get out of my car and hurry over to a local cop. "What is the situation ?" "We have 3 armed guys inside and 20 hostages. I have never seen something like this before, they are very aggressive, they beat up the security guard pretty bad". The cop says, sounding on edge. "Have anyone talked to them ? Have they made any demands ?" This is definitely not a normal robbery in our neck of the woods.  He shakes his head. "Not for real ... but they have been screaming about a helicopter". "Yeah good luck with that ... we need to ...". I stop myself when a tall guy in sneakers, worn out jeans and a rumbled t-shirt just casually walks up to us. He looks at the bank. "We should hit now, while we have the element of surprise". "Excuse me ?" I look at him with confusion and get a wide grin back, from under fluffy dark hair. "Hey I'm not trying to tell you how to do your job ... I am just saying that it's not exactly criminal masterminds in there". He shrugs with a twinkle in his hazel eyes. I look at the cop. "Hey can you get this guy out of here". I mean he might be kind of cute, but he is also kinda in the way. "Sorry I ...". Mr hot and handsome holds out his hand, but he is cut short by shots fired from the bank. We turn to see the door open and a masked man appears, a hostage held with one hand, an automatic rifle with the other. "We want a chopper, now". "Okay, shots fired ... we need a mobile command to try and create contact". I bark out the orders. When I turn, I see the hot guy grab 3 pizzas from a delivery guy standing nearby glaring, and stroll towards the bank, where the bank robber has disappeared inside again. "We got a civilian walking towards the bank. We need him stopped, NOW !" I yell out. What the f**k is wrong with this guy ? A nearby police officer shakes his head. "He is not a civilian, it's a new agent, Lewis or something". "Zachary Lewis ?" I stare after him ... s**t no ... he can't be. "Yeah, how did you know ?" The man says, as I watch my new partner push open the door and walk into the bank. I run over to the tech guy, setting up. "Are you in their system ? Do we have audio ? Visual ? Anything ?" "Two minutes, then we'll have it all". He turns on the computer. "We don't have two minutes. My new partner just walked in there". I am looking at the bank, then at the screen. f**k ! What do we do ? Finally, the picture springs up on the screen, after the tech guy has been tapping away for about a minute, and seconds later we got sound too.  "Stay the f**k down". One of the bank robbers yells, kicking at a hostage who lifted his head. And there he strolls into the camera's view, my new partner. "Well hello there ... bad guys". He points to the pizzas in his hand. "I brought some gifts". The nearest robber c***s his rifle. Pointing at him. Zac just calmly strolls closer. "Yeah I didn't know what you guys like, so I got pepperoni and ...". "We don't want f*****g pizza". The nearest guy steps forward, knocking the pizza boxes from his hand, and kicking the back of his legs, bringing him to his knees. "We want a damn chopper". "Well, I am new to this area". Zac says. "But it seems like you picked a pretty busy street ... I mean where would you want them to land a chopper here ?" The guy stabs at him with the rifle. "Is this a joke to you, huh funny guy ?" "No no, not at all... I am just pointing out that you are in over your head". Zac points outside. "These guys out there are never going to take you seriously ... unless". He runs a hand through his floppy hair. "Unless what ?" The guy stabs at him again with the gun. "Well unless you off someone". Zac say with a shrug. One of the police officers standing around the screen looks at the rest of us. "Who is the lunatic ?" "It's Astrid's new partner". Someone else says. The first one turn to look at me. "Have you taught him that ?" I shake my head, holding up my hands. "I literally just met the guy, that kind of crazy ... that takes years to develop". "And you know it can't just be anyone ... they can't be old or unattractive". We hear Zac says. "And I hate saying this, but someone white is better". He turns to an Arabic looking hostage. "Sorry man, but you know it's the truth ... more publicity ... more outrage ... totally wrong ... but hey we know ...". The robber shakes his rifle angrily. "Maybe I should just kill you ?" "Oh killing a cop ... Well, that would surely get their attention ... but I don't think you guys have the balls for it". Zac say grinning. I turn to the cop standing next to me, mouthing the word 'really ?' "Oh no". The robber screams angrily, nodding to another robber, who pulls his coat open, showing Zac something. "Either we get out of here alive and get away ... or we all die". I shake my head. "What the hell was he thinking, he is going to get himself killed". "I think I left the side salad outside". Zac says, pointing over his shoulder. Then he simply starts getting up. "Get down, get the f**k down". The robber screams and both him and one of the other guys are pointing their rifles at Zac's head, and he sinks back to his knees. One of our elite troops comes over. "We are ready to enter, ma'am". "Okay, let's do it". We need to try and get in fast enough and hope no one is shot. I turn to look at the screen again ... I hope this will work ... Zac is looking up at the bank robber, who has the rifle about 20 cm from his forehead. "I need you to do me a favour, okay ?" Then he suddenly grabs the rifle, pressing it against his forehead. He is breathing hard. "Don't miss". "Lets go, lets go". The elite troops are slowly sneaking closer to the bank. "One, two...". Zac counts slowly. "Three". He slaps the rifle away and jumps up, headbutting the nearest guy in the same movement. As he turns, he has hold of the rifle, shooting the second robber. I gasp, oh s**t ... it is both scary and very impressive. He turns, shooting down the first and the third robber too, before any of them can react. "Shots fired, shots fired". The leader of the elite team shouts. Then the hostages start streaming out, being led away by the elite officer. Several of them are yelling. "They got a bomb, they got a bomb". I hurry over, seeing the door swing open, as Zac comes strolling back out, chewing on a slice of pizza. Looking totally relaxed. "What the hell are you doing ?" I am aiming right for him. He holds out his right hand, a huge smile on his face. "Hi there, Zachary Lewis ... I am sure we are going to be a great team".  And right at this moment, the empty bank explodes behind him, the pressure pushing him right into me, almost knocking me over. His arm catches my waist. "Whoops".