Just emerged from the dark of bunker a violent explosion rang out like a great thunder. She tumbled to the ground.
The elevator she had just emerged from began to fall. Gunshots.
The ground shook beneath her , fire and smoke were everywhere. All around them.
She lifted her head and the sun blinded her. She tried to shield her eyes with her hands .
When she looked back, a man stood in the doorway. He was tall and terrifying. His eyes pointed at her, completely focused his attention on her.
He was going to kill her. She was sure .
The man took the radio to speak on the microphone "I have her."
Then he turned and stepped towards her. She threw her hands over her head and tried to remain calm, there was too much smoke and she could not see her team but before the explosion she had noticed Dembe approaching in the distance and grab Red from one of the team members.
Finally she had save him.
The man stopped and looked to the desert, his profile was illuminated by sunlight and smoke.
A seconds later, another man addressed him,a gun firmly in his hand.
His hands gripped her around her waist. She fought and kicked her attacker. She screamed
Mr Solomon . His name was Mr .Solomon. She remembered him. He rose above her to pick her up and pointed a gun on her temple, his face a mask of horror. He was an elegant man in his forties but his look betrayed what actually was: a brutal murderess.
Dembe head clicked into strong growth, hand darting the gun instinctively, when he heard the screams. they were deep and rough, the sound pulled up an emotion in his heart , in a way that was unknown to him. Something inside him roused , and he shook his head vigorously, focusing particularly on the voice. The words were indistinct but finally he recognized the voice: Elisabeth.
Dembe moved cautiously, peering from the dune behind which was hidden. He trudged through the sand, stopping every few feet to slough off fine, white particles that stick to his boots. he saw a man, his clothes, as Dembe can tell from this distance, were elegant, perfectly matched .. dressed in a black suit, covered by a leather jacket anything but modest; a belt across his chest and a radio in his right hand .Dembe saw a gun in his left hand pointed at Elisabeth head . Based on the situation , he was definitely associated with Cabal group , definitely not tied to the rebels. That left only one option: a killer sent by the Director, probably Mr. Solomon.
Dembe approached and stopped in front of him ,not moving, barely breathing. Anything unknown was a potential threat to him, and an unknown armed man was certainly more threatening .
"Be careful with that thing," he blurted out in frustration, "guns can hurt, you know."
"I could say the same to you" Dembe said, in ironic tone .
"Who are you, anyway?" Dembe turned up his lips now, still. He placed his hand to his right side, which was the gun holster.
"I'm Mr. Solomon," he said, with a slight tilt of his head sarcastically, "at your service." His manners were fun; he spoke too correct, but it was mixed with an ironic tone almost disturbing.
Dembe crooked a smile as he pulled the gun from his holster and pointed towards his enemy face . "Dembe", he smiled, " at yours."
Elisabeth raised her face up and saw the gun pointed at the dark-haired man behind her .The man was unfairly handsome, his hair windblown black, tanned skin, and deep blue eyes that remind her the way the sky appears after a storm passes. Currently, those eyes were full of anger.
"Release her !," Dembe began angrily, but Mr. Solomon interrupted him.
"Are you threatening me?", He shrugged.
"Now why would I do that?" His sarcasm was so thick that it could have cut with a sword.
"Because I'll kill you " added Dembe .
The man's lips were a flat line tight.
"Well," he breathed.
"Let's make a deal : you and Mr Reddington are free to go and I take Agent Keen . These are my orders"
"I don't leave without her."
"We have located Reddington 's daughter, my people are monitoring her right now , if Elisabeth Keen stay , Jennifer remains alive , otherwise ...you know how these things end..."
Dembe was motionless he knew how much Raymond loved his daughter, but he also knew that if he had returned without Elisabeth he would have killed him .
In that moment Lizzy looked up addressing him
"Go! I'll be fine! Take care of Red! They won't kill me, they need me .Now .Go!"
"I have eyes on three snipers. But there may be others." Mr Solomon said .
"You need to back down." Dembe didn't move. "You don't think clearly, Dembe! You need to back down. If you die here, it won't save me and Red neither."
"ok." He sighed.
"I will be back Lizzy . Raymond will come for you. I swear .Be safe."
Lizzy nodded sadly.
While Dembe pulled away tears flowed on her face , it was the right decision ,she thought .Then a violent pain on the back of her head , her vision turned black.
Dembe reached the Suv , Red was there barely conscious.
"Where is she?" he asked worried .
Dembe was watching him with tears in his eyes. Red knew something was wrong but Dembe just shook his head. He understood that Dembe wanted to say something but was terrified .
"They took her Raymond"
His jaw was clenched tight to keep his teeth from chattering. He wanted to scream and cry.
No one would protect them from his rage, he was ready to burn the world just to bring her back.
