Chapter 1: A well crafted blade
Chapter Text"Get down! GET DOWN! … Move! Move! … You!…. down... NOW!"
The men on the bridge stand fixed to the spot as a wave of noise and commotion descends on the ship that was peaceful only a few moments ago
BRAVO 2 trains his weapon directly at them
"I said GET DOWN! ...On your knees" Ray steps forward out of the dark towards them "DOWN… NOW!"
"Hey, you… asshole…" Sonny appears behind Ray's left shoulder "Hands behind your head!"
The men they are ordering around look at each other blank and confused.
Then first one, slowly followed by the others, drop to their knees and raise their hands, folding them in the standard position behind their heads.
It's late and suddenly unexpected from nowhere out of the darkness are these guys with guns but considering none of them were expecting this they all remain relatively calm.
No one says a word they just stare passively at Ray, their eyes wide, all wondering the same, what the hell is happening here
The only things they do know is they are here to crew a ship and they find themselves weeks away from home on, as they see it, some pointless task they know nothing about, with "foreign" but government authorised scientists.
Sailing to an island in the middle of the ocean to "Sobirat' obraztsy" or as the English-speaking scientist officially told them "collect samples"
Though it has to be said that explanation never sat as truth with most of the older more hardened, of the overly large number of crew, but the fact was that was their orders, and none of them dared to be the one to question them.
Now in this moment, these invaders standing pointing weapons at them only confirms their suspicions, that there was always something more to this voyage. Something most of them had a bad feeling about.
Slowly all of those on the bridge are now on their knees except one and Ray now trains the muzzle of his weapon towards him. As the bridge decends into a more quiet, calm and composed atmosphere he repeats the same order
"I said get down on your knees"
He doesn't move and they have this calm stalemate, just staring at each other
"You the Captain? .. You in charge?... Hey ... you understand English?"
Ray can't tell if he understands or not? He wonders why the hell Clay is downstairs when they really need him here to translate "I said.."
"I heard you .." the Captain is a quietly spoken man complete opposite to his striking build "and I will stand .. this is still my ship" he declares still staring eye to eye with Ray, unflinching.
He's been threatened many times in his life and this combat geared American in front of him certainly doesn't cause him any fear
Sonny's having none of it and takes matters into his own hands, hitting him across the back of the legs with his gun causing them to buckle he pushes him down
"He said get down asshole!... understand that"
The Captain doesn't move his head staring straight ahead at Ray "I take it you're in charge?"
and giving one quick side glance at Sonny before returning it to Ray
"No!... I'm not in charge!" Ray frowns as the Captain now laughs
"surely to god ….not him?" he smiles taking another side glance at Sonny who frowns at him
Ray smiles but doesn't answer "BRAVO 1 this is BRAVO 2 Bridge secure Copy!"
"Copy that BRAVO 2 hold for now"
Ray covers the men with his weapon as they stay on their knees in front of him, as Sonny sets about zip tying all their hands.
"My men have done nothink…please… do not hurt them" his English is good, but it has a thick Russian sound to it. "They are only family men trying to earn a living … they have nothink to do with what you are here for. They merely go where I order them"
Ray nods to acknowledge his words "What's your name?"
" Captain Rostov Vladim"
"You know why we're here Captain?"
"I can probably guess … as I remind you .. my men have nothink to do with this, they are here merely here to ensure the ship gets to its destination. Please... everyone will stay calm"
Sonny sniffs, wiping the wet that's still dripping down his face from his hair.
That swim from the helo drop was not the nicest of experience and now he can't wait till this is done and they get airlifted back off and get dry
"We're calm.. just make sure they stay that way, and no one will get hurt. You have my word" Ray stays calm but focused
Some of the sailors look round at their Captain
"We are all good here… like I say they are just family men.. like yourselves!" Rostov nods and Ray nods in reply they have a quiet unspoken agreement between them, or at least for now
Ray surveys the bridge for anything that might be of relevance to their mission but despite the calmness of the situation there is a vibe of heightened tension in the air and they can all hear the bangs and shouting from down below decks on the ship, as the rest of BRAVO start their search
"You know you could make this easier on your crew… just tell me where they are?"
He smiles and laughs. Taking a moment, he lets out a soft sigh "I'm afraid you are too late… what you are looking for is gone!"
Ray looks at Sonny and frowns, as calm as this man is and this supposed understanding between them there is something, call it gut, call it God, but something that makes Ray feel like this isn't the truth
"Gone?... How the hell have they gone? You're in the middle of the fuckin' ocean on some Russian tin can.. what they just get a cab and get off?" Sonny Shakes his head his patience is now running thin
"No … others came and took them already"
Ray frowns watching the Captains face "No!.. I don't think so… we've been watching, we would have seen another vessel"
"I think he's lying to you Ray… you really care about these men as much as you say .. Captain?... let's see"
Sonny picks one of the men up from the floor "STAND UP!"
the man starts babbling in Russian looking at his Captain
Sonny smiles "shut the hell up!" the man stops talking "yeah I thought so .. you understand English .. is he right have they gone?"
The man swallows hard and looks at his captain again before he answers with merely the words "No English"
"he does not know what you are talking about…. I told you…. he is only here to crew the vessel nothink more"
"So, if this is the truth… where did they go ? who took them?"
Sonny laughs "He's playing us Ray ..come on … help yourselves here. Make it easy on everyone … you know we had a cold wet swim here.. not my favourite thing so…you know we might be feeling a little bit trigger happy if we don't get what we want!"
"Russians … Russians took them .. took them back… I guess they knew you were coming"
o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o
Jason, Clay, Trent and Brock continue along the ship corridors, busting open each cabin door and securing the occupants inside
"Move! Move,…move!"
"Clear Right!"
"Clear.. Left.. two secured coming out Copy!"
they zip tie every individual who exits a door turning over each cabin methodically searching and bagging any paperwork, phones or gadgets into the tarpaulin sacks they have with them.
As Trent and Brock round up all the occupants they've gathered from the cabins, nearly thirty in all, they move them along the floors towards the mess hall, making it their own secure holding pen
"BRAVO 2 this is BRAVO 1 ..we have no sign of the HVTs yet. Ray see if anyone knows anything …..we need to speed this up and find them.. we have exfil on route"
"BRAVO 1 we have the captain here.. he says..." Ray looks up at Rostov again trying to read his expression. Searching for some glimpse of the truth in it " .. he says that they're gone! Copy "
"Gone? Gone where?.. BRAVO 2.. what does he know? Does he know why we're here? copy"
"copy that BRAVO 1"
"BRAVO 2 … then push his buttons …see what he knows"
Ray frowns unsure if he believes the Captain to any degree. The men on the floor look up towards him as Sonny pulls another one to his feet
" how about you ?" this one is younger and is already shaking as Sonny gets hold of the collar of his jacket "Is he right?... have they gone?...hey you .. yes, you! are you listening?"
Sonny slaps him round the side of the head "hey wake up.. where.. are… they?"
In a thick nervous, Russian accent the guy speaks
"I don't know what you talk about…. Who iz this talk me about? I know nothink.. I swear .. I just .. all saw.. they" the young lad is scared and starts to babble in Russian
"Yustov .. shut up!" the Captain nods at him. "it's fine... stay calm .. say nothink... I told you they are not involved"
He gulps turning to silence and lowering his head. He won't say another word to Sonny "You dumb fuck… " Sonny shakes his head
Rostov turns to Ray his tone has a little more anger now "I told you… None of my men know anythink. It is nothink to do with them"
Ray smiles "Oh you know something …. You know you're not helping your men with this silence "
Sonny throws the younger man to the floor "Oh so you're telling me you've been sailing on this ship and you haven't noticed this hot little scientist and where she went?"
He pulls out his phone and the picture
"Dr Sassi Renkov.. anyone know where she is?... how about you?" Sonny pulls the head of the nearest Sailor and holds the phone in front of him "No?... how about this guy?" he swipes the picture revealing another person "you seen him?"
Sonny sighs as he swipes back to the previous photo, the one Mandy gave them for identification purposes. Though quite why they needed it when the ship was only crewed by sea hardened Russian men, was anyone's guess.
Saying that Sonny had thought in the briefing that she was pretty damn hot. On the Sonny Quinn hotness scale of terrorists he had scored her 9.5 so he had no problems with having her photo, it was preferable to a lot of the target photos he'd had over the years. Not that he let on any of his scoring criteria to Davis!
Anyway the fact she was hot did not make up for the fact that her and her friend were traitors working for the Russians. BRAVO being asked to bring them back to the USA , made this mission one of those ones that Sonny was never able to get his head round. These sorts OPs based on this "political PR SHIT" was in his book something that never turned out well
The guys in the line all side glance each other none saying a word except for a few Russian comments under their breaths
"Oh yeah this little hottie… she get your attention?" Sonny laughs as he looks right in to the face of the young Sailor now in front of him "Yeah I bet she did .. I think you know exactly who we're talking about …. So did she leave like he said?" Sonny sighs as the youngster breaks his gaze and in silence looks back at the floor. Sonny continues along the line, slowly, pointing his weapon at each and every one of them
" you know we got orders to find her… by any means necessary... you know what that means?"
he bends down to Yustov the younger one he scared earlier and sensing his fear Sonny whispers in his ear, his heavy Texan drawl at its more threatening tone "that means I can torture you …legally… well technically not legally.. but no one's gonna tell anyway"
Sonny laughs and pats him on the cheek before he stands up he lets out a big sigh.
His head tells him they're Russian and they're probably more scared of the consequences of talking than they are ever going to be of him "what you wanna do Ray?"
"Let's wait for Jason .. see what they find first"
The captain speaks up again " I told you .. they've gone .. a vessel picked them up yesterday"
Sonny turns on him and pushes him back down "and I told you … sit down asshole!"
Ray sighs, he can tell like Sonny that they're getting nowhere here
"BRAVO 1 this is BRAVO 2 they're still saying they're gone.. the Captain says some boat picked them up yesterday"
"Copy that BRAVO 2" Jason rubs head as he tries to think for a moment "…. Shit!...HAVOC this is BRAVO 1 can you check the intel from yesterday they're saying the HTVs have already gone, Copy"
"Copy that 1 Checking now!"
"what's our sitrep with exfil? Copy"
"helo is inbound ETA 30mics"
"copy that havoc!...BRAVO 2 ..keep at them .. something in my gut says they're still here… let's find them!"
"Copy that BRAVO 1" Ray looks up at Sonny and nods
Sonny knocks the Captain flat to the floor. There's a deep intake of breath from the rest of the crew and for the first time since they got down on their knees, they all look round and move
Sonny turns his gun back "you … turn around" he looks at Ray who lowers his weapon on to them as Sonny gets down beside the Captain
"Now you better start talking, or things are gonna get real rough!"
o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o
Jason calls Clay and Brock "We carry on searching …. Let's be sure they're not here… search the cabins again .. something about this is not right!"
Clay opens the door and enters the larger cabin at the end of the corridor.
This one has its own shower room different from the other shared facilities but unlike the others it appears to be empty. He guesses if it's not now, then at one time this was a Captain's cabin.
He stops and looks round the small space, taking in as many details as he can. At the table its full of notes, a cell phone and open laptop. A glass of half drunken vodka sits there hardly started.
Clay frowns, the whole layout of this room is telling him something definitely feels wrong for an empty cabin
He continues his search of the room bagging the phone and laptop, frowning as he scans the paperwork on the table then gathering it all together and stuffing that in the bag as well.
As he searches the bed area he feels the mattress with his hand although the covers are thrown over it still feels slightly warm to the touch, this gives him a feeling of uncertainty and heightens a sense of alertness inside him.
He looks round the room again scanning for anything he missed and there on the chair he sees a bra and female clothing
"BRAVO 1 this is BRAVO 6 … I think you're right! I think the HTV is still here"
Something really doesn't feel right and as he turns and looks at cabin exit he notices the small slatted closet door beside it.
He readies his weapon as he puts his hand on the doorknob just about to pull, as he does it flies open towards him and a woman leaps out.
In the frenzy that ensues she slashes at his arm with a knife. It cuts deep and he stumbles back from the sudden sharp, hot pain that burns his flesh and as he sees the glint of the steel coming towards him again he puts his hand up to push it way, but once again the steel slashes across the palm of his hand.
"FUCK!" he stumbles back with the pain. Its sharp and cold and at first he doesn't feel it, but then it hits as if he touched a hot flame and the blood starts to pump from the wound.
The hot ache throbs and he can't pick up his weapon. It makes his head rush and he feels like he might throw up. He clasps his hand into a fist trying to stem the blood flow but all it does is drip from between his fingers
"Ahhhh! fuck!" he tries to shout at her but the words won't come out as he grabs at the top of his arm with his free hand
She comes again and he swallows hard now his arm is dead and his hand pumping with blood. He has a sudden mild panic that he may not be able to stop the force of it plunging into him "SHIT!" he puts his foot up trying to kick her back.
Jason heard his first cries in the corridor and he's there at the doorway as he sees the glint of the blade in the air about to rain down on Clay he grabs her from behind and as Clay kicks out to keep her back the force brings her crashing down on top of him.
For almost a moment too long he blinks as the force of the fall makes him close his eyes then he regains himself. He wraps her smaller hand with the knife in his much larger grasp then smacks her knuckles hard against the dresser edge. At first she doesn't let go and he does it again and again until finally she relents and the knife drops to the floor.
With that he turns her over and has her arms pinned against her back, pinning her head to the floor with his other hand, he holds her tight in position until she concedes and stops struggling
"Stay still!"
She still fights against him "Get off me!"
"Calm the fuck down!" he sighs taking a moment and not relenting, using all of his strength against her, holding her, not letting her move one inch.
"Okay! … Okay! .. I give…..just let me go" she grits her teeth the strength of his force against is starting to hurt " Okay!... I said Okay"
But it's no good Jason's not hearing her he's checking Clay who's holding his hand trying to contain the blood flow as Trent's comes to the doorway
He's now beside Clay and starts to apply pressure and dressings to his wounds.
Jason turn his attention back to her and as he holds both her arms behind her back he now zip ties her hands tightly, and roughly together
"Aawwww! .. geeez!" she squeals now as the plastic tie pulls into place "Fuck that hurts…..That's too tight!"
"After what you just did to Clay… tough fucking shit!"
She grinds her teeth trying to wiggle her hands a bit looser but only succeeding in making the plastic cut into her wrist
"Fuck!" she grimaces "owwww!...please… I can't feel my hands"
"keep still then it won't hurt so much!"
"Fuck! ..for god sake. I'm telling you that's too tight!" she sighs realising it's in vain as Jason's just ignoring her "Fuck!"
Finally she relents in the struggle,deciding to conserve her energy and gives up trying to resist, in the hope that will relieve some of the pressure on her wrists
He pulls her up and holds her against the cabin wall,
She smiles to herself, closes her eyes and tries to relax, hoping the throbbing in her hands will concede. Her fingers are already swelling against the tightness of what feels like a burning heat of the plastic cutting into her flesh
"How bad is it?" he looks at Trent
Trent's getting his medical kit out and starting to look at the wound on Clays arm "it's deep. I'm gonna need to stitch it ..what the hell did she use?"
Jason holds up the knife on the table checking it over and holding it up to the light it's a seriously well-crafted blade
"Its military issue by the looks of it"
Trent looks round and checks it out as Jason holds it up "fuck no wonder it's so deep! .. Let's look at your hand"
The slash across the full width of his palm is till pumping blood as Clay loosens his grip for Trent to look. It's hard to do as his fingers have locked in a hold trying to counter the pain. Trent ties a large dressing round it tight hoping the pressure will make the blood stop. Clay's holding the other dressing to the top of his arm
"SHIT!… Fuck! That hurts"
"Hold on I've got something for that "
he closes his eyes to the pain then Trent stabs him in the leg with some morphine and in less than a few minutes the space in the cabin starts to blur along with the burning sensation in his arm and he relaxes slightly, it's now a dull ache he is only just aware of, rather than a sharp pain at the front of his mind.
"BRAVO 3 this is BRAVO 1… can you get down here and secure the HTV .. we have have a bit of a medical situation ongoing!"
"Copy that BRAVO 1 on my way .. everyone okay?"
"No … give you a sitrep when you get here" Jason sighs "HAVOC this is BRAVO 1 .. sit rep for you .. we have one HTV secured... " he frowns at her as he pushes her harder against the wall trying to control the anger inside him for what she's done to Clay." we also have an ongoing medical situation with 6. BRAVO 4 is treating on scene"
Mandy comes on the comms "What else did you manage to recover BRAVO 1?"
"So far Files , laptops, cell phones"
Mandy sighs "did you find the metal case yet?"
"No not yet" We're working on recovering it and the second HTV will update ASAP.. "
"Jason we need to find that case!"
"Copy that will update ... One out!"
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Sonny looks at Ray … "you okay to hold here?"
"Yeah get going!" Ray sighs as holds his weapon up still staring at the Captain. The Captain doesn't take his eyes off Ray as he can now feel a tension in the two Americans standing in front of him. He knows that something down below has created this sudden vibe in the air
"Everyone's gonna stay cool here aint that Right?" Ray looks asking Rostov
"That is Right.. everyone is calm!"
o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o
Sonny makes his way below decks and arrives at the cabin doorway to find Trent treating Clay and Jason's still holding her in position against the wall. He has his forearm against the back of her head holding her cheek flat against the wood panels of the cabin. Every so often he can feel her keep resisting against it and every so often he applies a bit more pressure
"here take her .. watch her though.. she's a bit wild!"
"Oh, go to hell" She spits at Sonny as he takes hold of her this time he grabs he by the scruff of the neck and just pins her there
"Wow that's not very nice seeing as we only just met"
For a second as he looks round to check on Clay she gets enough room to turn herself and as she does she lifts her knee against Sonny's inner thigh. His reaction is just quick enough to avoid a sensitive injury and she finds herself back down onto the floor this time with Sonny's knee in her back
"FUCK" he knocks her down to the floor
"you little …..Fuck!" Sonny closes his eyes shaking his head at his near miss
"I told you to watch her!" Jason almost laughs at the possible consequences of Sonny's inattentiveness
Sonny stands up keeping his boot on her to hold her still
"you move again you little bitch and I'll shoot you this time"
She laughs "I doubt that … seeing as your orders will be to take me alive not kill me in cold blood... idiot!"
"Get a picture of her over to Mandy"
"yeah sure thing…. You know if you're not our HTV then I'm gonna throw you overboard you can be sure of that!"
"Fuck you!"
"you're a right charmer aren't you …sometimes … in these situations we have to break the rules and after what you did to my boy Clay there.. I'd learn to shut your mouth and be a bit nicer if I was you"
Sonny turns to look at Trent "How's Poster boy doing? Is it bad?"
"She slashed Clay … with that!" he points at the knife that Jason laid up on the table
Sonny looks at it and lets out a long whistle "whoa! Haven't seen one of these for years" he picks it up with his free hand as he sends her picture across to base "You know what that is don't you?"
Jason frowns and shakes his head
"it's a karatel….It's like an elite top of the range knife! lot of Russian special forces use them.. which makes me wonder how the hell you got this" He looks down holding it in front of her face
Sonny keep his eyes up the black combat knife it almost looks too dangerous for the small delicate sized woman laid on the floor below his boot
"what the fuck are you doing with a knife like this?"
She look round laughs "what do you think? "
He frowns at her he's not sure if it's the knife or the fact she wielded it with such force the scarier part about her
"Oh come on .. .. seriously… Lone female on a ship in the middle of the ocean crewed only by drunken Russian sailors!...what do you think it was for?... doing my nails?"
Jason has to laugh to himself the fact she's managing to still be sarcastic even in the predicament she finds herself in
Sonny nods as Jason looks at him and shakes his head. "Well I think I'll keep hold of this for now!... safer that way"
"you can't that's mine.. I was given it"
"yeah well that that's tough shit… cos where you're going you're not going to need it,...ever... they don't allow them in jail... or where ever the hell they put traitors these days"
She laughs "I'm not going to jail .. is that what you seriously think?"
Jason frowns as he looks at her laying there on the floor still under Sonny's control. He now notices the things he hasn't had time to take in before, like the fact she's barely dressed apart from some black skimpy short like panties and a white low back vest top that she was wearing. She was in bed when she heard the commotion of them arriving
It's not only that, that catches his attention, but he's drawn to the raised lines of scars on her back. He frowns and looks at Sonny who has obviously noticed the same thing. Neither says a word but both wondering the same thing about them
They look like they were fairly deep before they healed, and they are in uniform patterns across her skin and Jason frowns staring at them. Then Sonnys concerned voice jolts Jason attention away from his thoughts
"Clay you okay?"
"Yeah I'm alright" he sighs "Fuck!... why is it always me!"
"Oh well better it's you than it being me! you handle it so much better " Sonny laughs "Hey Trent!... He gonna be alright ?"
Trent looks round "It'll hold for now but… we need to get him medical attention ASAP the wound on his arm is deep…that's a hell of a knife"
"Yeah sure is ... sharp as hell"
"Get her up!" Jason's annoyed now this is a setback they didn't need, and her little attack Clay is the reason they're behind and they've only found part of what they're looking for.
Sonny's so pissed at her for what she did to Clay that he's still having issue controlling his anger towards her, and he pulls her to her feet with no regard to whether he hurts her or not! He was going to search her, but he now also notices shes only wear the briefest of clothes
He holds her back against the cabin wall as Trent finishes bandaging Clays hand
"Let's get her upstairs then we'll look for Vinchenckov" Jason nods in direction of the dor "Trent you get Clay upstairs as well.. make sure he's patched and ready to go when that exfil arrives"
As Trent helps Clay through the doorway she catches Clays eye. She almost apologises with her stare, she swallows hard as Clay stares her back and he smiles almost accepting her silent apology only to be greeted with a "Go fuck yourself"
Sonny grinds his teeth and pushes her head harder against the wall "I'm getting sick of you now!"
"Get her out of here Sonny she's starting to wind me up now!"
She coughs " errrmm…Just one thing.. can I get dressed first?" she looks at Jason wondering about his answer. She's not sure with her being the cause of Clays injury that she may have pushed him too far for any reasonable demands
She smiles "Mainly because its cold up there and... the fact that there are 30 sex hungry vodka fuelled Russians!.. will probably save you a riot on your hands" she shrugs and smiles at him
Jason grinds his teeth and sighs "she's right she can't go out dressed as she is!" she's really starting to piss him off now and he watches her for a moment, he really can't work her out. He's wondering if the attitude is all bravado, stupidity or just plain arrogance on her part.
Mandy told them all about her before they left. That she had this super smart brain, was one of the top in her field. That after a visit to family the Russians had kidnapped her and she started working with the government there, that was 5 years ago. That she was now on board this vessel doing "research" which Mandy's intel suggested was for an unknown weapons test. A weapon they hoped to recover along with her.
"Okay… " he sighs "... Sonny let her get dressed first"
she turns around offering her hands that are zip tied. Sonny looks at her not moving "well I'm gonna have a bit of difficulty if you don't" she laughs
Sonny rolls his eyes around and looks at Jason
"Just Watch her! And You…. don't make any sudden movements … or it won't matter that they say about wanting you alive…. You understand me?"
She nods
"Turn around" Jason pushes her round and Sonny takes the knife she used on Clay and it slices through the plastic of the zip tie with ease.
Before letting her go Jason studies the marks on her back he doesn't realise he does it, but as he takes one more look he runs his gloved finger along one of the scars
She swallows hard and almost freezes to the spot as he does
"how'd you get these?" Jason frowns
She closes her eyes but doesn't answer him "can I get my clothes?"
"No!...You stay there"
She sighs "No! what the fuck? How am I supposed to get dressed?"
"you stay put .. I'll get your clothes .. you're not pulling anymore stunts like you did on Clay!"
He chucks her the black skinny combat jeans from the chair and she pulls them on. He searches through her stuff in the corner
She sighs "the grey zip hoodie will do"
He nods " okay! ...You got a jacket?.. like you said it's cold, the helo that's coming is going to be colder"
"helo?" she frowns
"Yeah … we're taking you off here"
She smiles " you know you need to get off quick then .. they're gonna be coming once they know what's happened"
"Where's Vinchenckov?"
She looks at Sonny as she pulls her arms in the hoodie and zips it up
"They took him yesterday.. off loaded him on some fishing boat that's all I know" she shrugs. She acts much calmer now and though Sonny's still in a state of tension around her prepared for anything now.
"That's the truth!...I swear " she can tell he'd doubting her words "he's probably swimming with sharks by now!"
Sonny frowns
"that's the truth too!" she sighs as she runs her hands through her hair "Can you pass me that hairband on the side… Please" she smiles at Sonny, but he doesn't respond
"you can get it" Jason nods
She lets out a long sigh as she reaches over to the dresser and takes the band and ties her hair back
"How come they didn't' take you ?.. I mean .. you don't exactly blend in?"
She gulps "they didn't find me.. " She watches Sonny and then waits for a moment as she looks at Jason to answer his question."Rostov hid me .. he has err… a smugglers hole in the floor of the ship…. I waited it out till they'd gone"
"Who's they?"
"Russians … If they knew you were coming they would have wanted to off load us… I don't know what Rostov told them" she shrugs ".. but whatever it was he convinced them I wasn't here"
Jason frowns "How?"
She shrugs "How what? How did he convince them.? or how did they know you were coming?" She laughs " How do they know anything?"
she sighs as she straightens her hair and rubs her forehead, letting out a deep exhausted sigh. The tiredness of the day is starting to creep over her, and she leans her head back against the wall. She looks Jason dead in the eyes and holds her hands out together indicating she's finished dressing. Jason still watches her. She's willing him to come closer, but he doesn't move
"Get her upstairs"
Sonny's not falling for anything and her turns her round facing her head against the wall again pulling her arms one at a time behind her back and zip ties them tightly together again, although this time there is slightly more room but she sighs and shakes her head resigned to the fact Sonny wont trust her at all
"move!" he shoves her in the back. There's no way he's forgiving her after what she did to Clay.
Brock comes to the door "everything okay?"
"Yeah! let's gather this stuff up and get off of this ship I'll feel better then. Something about this doesn't add up"
They take her laptop, phone and all the other paperwork on the table that Clay put in the bag.
Jason and Brock search the rest of the room and as Jason lifts the bed mattress he finds hidden some files and paperwork. They don't have time to study it closer, but he has a quick flick through as he flicks the paperwork a photograph drops out.
It's black and white all wrinkles and creased a woman man and child. Well-worn with fold lines as if its been folded much smaller at some point. He studies it then puts all the paperwork in the sack but the photo he refolds along the lines already in it and puts in the pocket on his vest
"We clear?"
Brock nods " yeah seems like it
"Okay let's go!...HAVOC this is BRAVO one we're ready for exfil"
"Copy that BRAVO one exfil is 15mics out!"