Toronto, Canada. At 10.30. Alcoholics Anonymous group meeting.
In a small hall, chairs are arranged in a circle. On one of them sitting older men with glasses.
-I'm glad to see all of you at the next meeting. I hope they are helpful in your struggle against addiction.
On one of the chairs sat restless man, Mexican. – Fuck!
-Jose, are you okey?
-No! I'm not!
-Easy. – Therapist adjusted his glasses. – Do you want to share with us your problem?
-For what? No one can't help me! None of you have a courage!
-Jose, calm down.
-I'm sorry, I get upset. – Mexican sat down.
-All right – The therapist wrote on the card "aggression" – Jose?
-What?
-I want you to tell everybody in here, what's makes you so excited.
-No what but who!
-Good. So who?
-Parker and Lane! If I had a chance, I will kill them!
-Jose?
Mexican stood in the middle. – You don't know, anything! Nothing!
-So tell us, Jose.
-I don't want to talk with you! – Mexican kicked the chair, then he walked out of the hall.
SRU base. At 11.45 Gim.
Sam trained on the bag training, Jules and Wordy raced on stationary bikes.
-What time is it? – Asked Jules.
-Around noon, why? – Replied Sam.
-Nothing. Just strange day.
-Why? Peace, freedom, you can relax – added Spike.
-Where's Ed and Greg?
-Maybe they took a free day, Jules – Wordy said.
12.00 Before the Parker's house, Lane arrived. He hit the horn a couple of times. Absence impatient his friend , he pulled the phone.
-Parker, hello?
-Hey, Greg. It's 12,00, so maybe you already got out of bed, and brought your body here?
-Get lost, Ed! – Sergeant hung up.
-I don't believe this. He hung up. With me? – Ed spoke to yourself. He got out of the car.
-Gregory Parker, if within five minutes – Lane screaming in the middle of the street. – you don't come to my ca, I will balancing your door and dragged you into car! Move!
Lane felt the vibrations in his pocket. He pulled out the phone. He got a text massage " Shut up, I will be soon!".
Ed leaned against the car, watching moving snail. – Come on, buddy! You can do it!
The sleepy Greg went home. Locked his door, drank some water and walked toward a car. Suddenlu black truck came up. A man jumped out of the car, when door opened. He hit in the Ed's head a baseball bat. Lane lost consciousness.
-Ed? – Sergeant went to rescue of a friend , when Jose threw himself at him. Both fell on the ground, began to struggle. Zayas hit in Parker's face handle weapons. Blood flowed from Sergeant cheek. Greg didn't gave up. He threw Zayas, and ran to Lane. He was lying on the ground unconscious.
-Ed! Wake up!
-Jose once again pounced on Greg. They tore up ball, when second striker help Zayas. He hit in the Parker's leg with a stick. Greg fell to his knees, face to car. Zayas took a swing, and kicked in the Greg's back. Parker's head hit by a car. He falling unconscious net to Ed. Striker picked up Ed, and dragged him to the van. Zayas with the driver, dragged Greg. They drove off, leaving open Ed's car.
SRU base, 12.30
The team was preparing for afternoon training when they heard alarm.
Attention, team one. Call for the WolksStreet, hostages situation.
-Where the hell is Ed and Greg - Jules furious. – It's not responsible, they never late for duty!
-Yesterday was a party – joined Spike – Guys said, that Boss have a great fun. Ed probably went after him. Let's see just that application, we can handle this, without them.
-Go to work, people – Added Sam.
WolksStreet , 12.50
SRU came to call place. The place was surrounded by police officers. Team got out of the car's. Wordy and Spike searched the area. Jules went to the officer.
-What happened here?
-Witnesses told us, that two men were kidnapped. She saw a Mexican, who have a fight with one of the hostage.
-Where are the witnesses, now?
-There! – The policeman pointed at police car.
Jules stopped by the Lane's car. On the hood she saw traces of blood. Sam joined to her. Both speechless.
-Is that…? – He asked hesitantly.
-Ed's car.
Jules saw a cell phone laying next to the rear wheel. – Crushed!
Spike uncertainly approached to friends. – We…uhmm…
-What's up, Spike? – Sam asked, browsing Ed's car.
-We found signs of a struggle on the lawn….
-Yeah, we found blood on the hood. They need to examine and determine to whom that's blood belonged.
-I think I know .
-Yes? – Jules inquired, but Spike was speechless. Wordy approached to them.
-Ed wasn't here by accident. This is Boss's house. There's no one inside.
Jules froze. Sam got out of Lane's car. – Headquartes!
Yes?
-We confirm, they have a hostage. Sergeant Gregory Parker and Edward Lane were kidnapped.
FLASHPOINT