Tango Charlie is a human character which only appear in the first book. CIA/security agent, code name Tango Charlie is one of the Service secret connections of Big Gab and his Uncle Raphael. However if Wrath uses the services of human secret agents with scarcity and sagacity, his nephew prefers using their services to soliciting the ones of the Angels of Raphael. On the part of Gabriel, you may call this pride, or an ongoing feud with Wrath which makes him reluctant to ever have to ask the elder Archangel for help.
So in order to protect Walter Workmaster who by rescuing the Beast put himself and his family in grave danger, Gabriel pulled all his security agents connections on the case. Of course no words about the existence of It-666 were exchange with the humans agents, Gab used another excuse to enlist their help.
His will to use the humans rather than the Angels, put them into considerable risks and hazards. Tango Charlie’s fate is a result of that choice. He dies trying to save Micky from being abducted.
Transported in the clinic of Gabriel, he receives a miraculous intervention: his life is given back to him by the Death Angel who was harangued to do so by an adamant Workmaster who could not accept the death of the man who tried to protect his son. That scene is one of many between Walter Workmaster and Azryel. I relish writing those scenes between the argumentative man and the offstandish, standoffish Angel of Death. The human has a way to get into Az’s heart like no other. While the Angel has a way to bring up Walt to his Angelic level, slowly but surely, educating him.
If you will see more interactions between Az and Walt during the entire Saga, as they become strong partners to protect humanity and their loved ones, you will not hear about ‘Tango Charlie’ anymore.
He is just a minor character. Let’s meet him barely mentioned in passages:
The young It-666 looked piteously at herself but offered a smile and proposed, -Fight, I can't do much with my human shell right now, Gabriel said it will take three months for me to recover and be able to walk. However I have other ways to fight, which are a bit drastic in a poltergeist sort of way.
Raphael cocking his brows intrigued quizzed her,
-Pray would you mind demonstrating your way of fighting? For the bleeding walls and the flying bed were already quite a tasty appetizer.
Gabriel stood up straight away and intervened,
-No! No demonstration, no main course, especially in my clinic. I know what she can do roughly and let's not try that at home nor anywhere. I will not enjoy a freak show right now, knowing that Micky is in danger and we need to retrieve him fast. I say lets go immediately to P's bunker and break all their necks before they lift a finger to remove Micky's ones.
Azryel Mortimer grinned sarcastically commenting,
-Look whose talking! If it is not the very Archangel who let his very Archangelic little nephew down by giving him the security to be walked to school by a mere man and a young au-pair girl. Did it come to his mind that what men do most easily is dying? No of course not, for Archangel Gabriel likes using mankind in his dealings to keep a little away from being checked thoroughly by his own Angelic kind. It gives him the liberties to keep unusual lab rat like the quote 'Freak' to study and to experiment for himself his discoveries about the freaking powers that do exist, which he would like to possess, by trying them out on his mere human Guinea pigs, with devastating effects. Someone should not be called Archangel, nor Angel but a fallen one and should have his wings cut. For Gabriel, going into P's bunker all guns blazing, is not a good idea. Shall I re-educate you upon being a clever Angelic soldier, one that uses his brain rather than guts instincts? Gosh, I have my work cut out with you. I can't believe how easy it was for you to bow to me my dear Angel. However looking at your soul right now, I know how lost you are and feel.
(verse 28: About Embracing Death TrUst.)
Azryel ordered, -Gab, stop doing postmortem on Tango Charlie. Cecile is alive and need your full attention to get well: two broken arms, contusions, a cheek bone fractured, one eye is almost lost and in need of immediate attention.
Walter who stood by Azryel all along silently, put himself across the door as he saw him about to leave the room, and asked,
-What about Tango Charlie?
Az answered bluntly,
-Flat and dead. It was his time.
Workmaster shook his head negatively,
-It wasn’t! He was killed by the will of three men and their Mastermind. Do not tell me that their wills rule fate and the World and that whatever they decide to do will go pass unchecked. Do not tell me that their murderous will is granted as fate and accepted. For all can murder at will and fate does not exist but only free will. Bring that man back to life, give him back his chances, you and I, know that you can. Az, bring Tango Charlie back. He is a good solid man.Please, I beg of you to consider him.
Raphael’s henchman smiled ironically and pestered for himself, then out loud,
-Working upon Workmaster is an impossible task. Charlie Tango is a weakest link. His time did come. The man will be dead in any future endeavours. He has no future. Listen if you can, Walter.
Walter shook his head and pointed to the dead CIA agent,
-That man died for the life of my son, I want him alive and well. What about the rewriting of the Scriptures? My re-writing of them? It starts right now. If you can not deflect one man’s life course, how are you going to preserve the whole humanity from Evil and the Apocalypse? Are you going to do fate upon us all and bring Evil to pass as if it was said from high above and set in golden letters that cannot be changed? Or Are you going to use your own free will Angel and re-write it all with Us?
The Death Angel stood by the door shaking his head in a negative fashion before walking to the dead Charlie Tango. He put his hands upon the dead man’s chest, recalling him to the living. Cecile’s eyes blinked amazed before Gabriel sent her to a level of unconsciousness in which her recent memory would be erased. As he started to tend to her broken arms, he enjoined Azryel with a wicked smile in the angelic tongue,
-Workmaster’s way, where will it lead Us? I can take care of those two humans and Walt. Make sure you get to little Micky ASAP. Beware of Bambi. She is a hell of a girl. She seemed tamed but I do not know how tamed she is, or if she really is. But she is the real thing, I have her blood sample in my lab. Get to know a slab before going to get little Micky.
Azryel nodded, pulled Walter out of the room with him and asked,
-Happy? Charlie Tango will make it for another day.
-Just a day? I thought your powers were great. 'Apocalypse Now' it is, then.
Death turned to him and scolded,
-Walter, the man is due. Charlie Tango will not last long whatever I do. There are things your mind will not comprehend. The leeway to work upon them is very slim. I know the leeways but cannot abuse them. I abused one for Charlie Tango for I need to move on to fetch Micky before it is too late. Come, stay behind and look after Caroline, she is very distressed right now, and will be until I bring her son back and alive. I will secure Bambi throughout, do not worry about it. Raphael will make sure all of us, Micky, Bambi and I will come back in one piece. He is coming forward. In Angelic terms, it means he will reveal himself to humans. It also means he is the first warning.
Walter kept the fast stride of the Death Angel and asked worried when he reached It-666 containment room,
Azryel smiled to him sarcastically,
-Not now Workmaster. Long explanation to a human mind, yet alone an Atheist one. I will be there all night and I am needed elsewhere. Long kiss good night, wish me luck, wish that your son has not bled a single drop yet.
Walter grabbed the hand of the Angel and wished,
-With all my heart, go. I just wish what you are wishing. I do not know any better, Az. I will keep an eye on Caroline and provide her the shoulder she needs right now.
The Death Angel disappeared saying to him,
(verse 29: Speedy Recovery Company...)