Prelude
"Hurry up Ianto, we don't have time." Crackled a female voice quietly from the communicator he had attached to his ear. Pressing the button, he replied "I'm done here, I`ll run to the meeting point, be there in 10 minutes, and don´t do anything reckless."
"You know me honey"
"I´m serious Lisa, don't do anything until I get there" He said before cutting off the line. It was near pitch black in the room, only the light filtering in from the lamp on the bedside table. Reaching down, he double checked. No pulse…. Time to go.
It was a shame, the girl did put up a good fight but in the end she was a novice and even if he hated killing her there was no way he was going to screw the mission, he would deal with his conscience later.
As Ianto reached the door, he paused. He placed his head against it, listening for footsteps before swiftly slipping out into the hallway. Making his way to the stairs just a few yards off, he checked the time in the dim light. He might just make it in time, but he had to be quick. If the target got away and he didn't put his hands on the drugs or something happens to Lisa, well, better not to think about what the boss would do to him.
Feet barely touching the stairs as he made his way down, he flew down the stairwell. He could hear his breathing getting louder. Maybe he was finally wearing out, or maybe the adrenaline rush was tuning his senses so finely that he could hear his every move. Either way, he stifled the sound of his breathing as he got to the main level door. Chest pounding, he leaned in to listen again. No one… he was out in an instant, and across the hotel lobby floor in seconds. Piece of cake.
Glancing around, his heart stopped and he ducked close to a supporting pillar. He could have sworn the security guard had just made his rounds. What was he doing back?
Another look around the pillar.
Not the security guard, but a UNIT agent.
Suddenly a siren rang out, the loud whooping sound alerting the presence on an intruder. Fuck no… There was no way he just tripped the alarm! "Fuck!" He hissed, taking off without another look back.
Taking off he ran to the parking garage. Darting between the cars in the lot, he pulled his gun, shooting out the circuit breaker. With the agents in the dark, he slowed to a stop and listened. There were at least 5 of them. How the hell did that happen?
Making his way to the opposite wall, he jumped up and hauled himself out of the broken grate, taking to the streets. He took in a deep breath of the cold air as his legs carried him across the street.
There was no way they could catch him when he was on the run like this. Years of experience made him a master of the road, he knew this sector of the city inside and out, better than anyone would think a man of his age could.
Blazing through several streets, he leaned back and smiled. The agents were falling behind. Finally some room, some time to think about what had happened back there.
The job had gone flawlessly, he knew it had. He'd checked every angle, taken every precaution not to be seen or leave behind evidence. He may not have been an expert field agent but he'd been setting up operatives long enough that every technical aspect of them were routine, like making coffee or brushing his hair. He even got the information about the drug dealer and made the appointment in order to catch him red-handed.
But the informant at the hotel had kept him for too long and then the random agent appeared out of the blue. Ianto turned left and spot the man he was supposed to arrest being arrested by Lisa. Damn, he loved that woman but she could be too stubborn and hasty for her own good.
She looked at him once the man was restrained and on the ground and smiled. Ianto smiled back only to stop suddenly when a hail of bullets that came out of nowhere. They hit her until her body fell limp onto the floor.
He stared at the scene with wide eyes.
"LISA!"
When he heard the sound of vehicles approaching he understood
They'd been set up.
