Disclaimer on first chapter.
Charlie was in the garage working his next project though it was all over the place on the black boards on pieces of paper. His mind keeps going from one thing to the next, but most of all he can't stop thinking about the case. He's even secretly working on it, but without all the data he's not going to be able to find him. Unfortunately he can't just ask Don about it because of the clearance he no longer has. Charlie was so deep in his work he didn't hear Don walk in. Don noticed this, he couldn't help but smile, it had been awhile since Don had seen Charlie at work like this. "Hey buddy." Don said. Charlie jumped and spun around. "Oh Don you scared me." Charlie said as he put his hand on his chest and breathed. "Sorry Charlie." Don walked up to Charlie and dropped a folder on his desk. "Clearance or no clearance we need your help." Don said. "Don I want to, I really do. But I…I can't….Not while you're here." Charlie said. Don smiled and nodded. "Alright, I'm out of here." He then turned and left. As soon as Don left Charlie started to flip through the file. Of the three humans used to deliver the bombs but there wasn't any real suspect, there was just to many to narrow down. So it was no Charlie's job to figure out where the next bombs going to be.
It was a couple of hours later, again he was deep in thought when someone walked through the door only this time it wasn't Don. Charlie was actually making progress, he was about to pick up his cell when he saw a shadow in the corner of his eye. He jumped expecting it to be Don again or his father or any of his friends to see a guy with a black mask on so Charlie can't see his face. Charlie may have done FBI training, but the only thing he passed was gun fire and he doesn't have a gun at the moment. He moved to grab his phone and run but the guy cut him off. He grabbed Charlie and threw him against the wall, he hit his head and fell to the ground unconscious.
It was close to 6 P.M and Don was starting to get antsy. He hadn't heard from Charlie ever since he left him at one. He tried calling his cell but he didn't pick up. He called his father Alan had told him that Charlie was probably as his class. Don called there they said Charlie hadn't showed up.
Charlie started to wake up, he had one hell of a headache. He jerked wide awake when someone splashed cold water on him. He saw the guy in the mask. "Who are you." Charlie asked. "I'm not who you should be worrying about Charlie. I ask the questions." He said. He walked around Charlie who was sitting in a chair. He grabbed a vest then walked in front of Charlie. "Stand up." He ordered, when Charlie didn't, he pulled out a gun. "Stand up." He said again, this time Charlie did stand up. "Put this on." He ordered. Handing it to Charlie, he noticed it had a bomb on it. His hands started shaking.
"Don." Colby said as he walked into his office. "What is it?" Don said looking up. "Have you heard from Charlie?" He asked. Don shook his head, "no, I'm starting to worry." Colby was about to say something else when Don's phone went off. He looked at the caller I.D, it was Charlie. "Charlie?" He said as he answered. "Yeah Don, Um…I found out where he's going to strike next."
"That's great Charlie where?" He asked.
"At the parking garage next to the hospital down town." Charlie explained. "Okay where down town?" Don asked.
"It's the hospital where we were born, tomorrow at eleven A.M." Charlie said. "Okay thanks. Hey were are you?"
"I…I'm home." Charlie lied.
"I just called there a few minutes ago."
"Well I just got home."
"Okay buddy that's good, I'll talk to you later."
"Okay." Charlie hung up. He had the vest on him, the guy was just doing the finishing touches, hooking up the remote control detonator. "Very good. You may just live through this." He said as he tightened the vest.
That night Don had finished talking to his people about tomorrow and the plan, where everyone was going to be set up and everything. Then he went home, he walked in the front door. "Dad? Charlie?"
"In the kitchen." Alan called out. Don walked in, "Dad where's Charlie?"
"I don't know, I came home he wasn't here. I figured he was doing something late at CalSci." Alan explained.
"I talked to him a few hours ago he said he was at home." Don didn't like where this was heading. He picked up his cell phone and called Charlie, there was no answer. Now Don was really worried, he Amita she hadn't see him all day, he called Larry same thing. He even called the school. Charlie was no where to be found. Don got the best of two hours of sleep that night.
The next day they got set up, Don tried to get in contact with Charlie but time had run up, so he hung up and got in position.
A black SUV pulled up into the parking garage, he stopped shy of the roof, staying out of sight from the snipers, and anyone else. The guy got out of the car and walked to the back, he opened up the side and grabbed Charlie who had his hands tied behind his back and a blind fold over his eyes. Charlie was pulled roughly out of the SUV. He undid Charlie's hands and took the blind fold off. He handed Charlie an ear and mouth piece. "Put it on." He ordered. Charlie did as instructed. "Follow my orders and you won't die. Today that is." He said then he got in the SUV and drove away. Charlie looked out hoping his brother was out there somewhere. "Okay Charlie put or hands on your head and slowly walk outside." Came the first instructions almost thirty minutes later. Charlie did as ordered. "Okay repeat after me." He said after he told Charlie to stop walking. "Don you have ten minutes to get over here or he kills me." Charlie said. The ten minutes was put on the bored. Don didn't waist any time as he ran down the stairs out the door and over to the parking garage, he wasn't about to let his brother die. When he got to the roof another voice came over the speaker when he was about twenty feet away. "Freeze." Don stopped. "I always wanted to say that." It was hard for Don to figure out if it was a woman or man, the voice was distorted over. "What do you want?" Don asked. "No I do the asking, you just shut up a listen. We're going to play a little game. It's called Simon says."
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