Chapter 7- being betrayed
Doyle remained very still his eyes moving from the gun to the man holding it upon him. Now that he had a closer look at Bodie he felt chills. His partner appeared to have blood on him, a sure sign he'd been close to the dead MI5 agent lying before them. If Bodie had shot the man then he was in deep trouble. He'd already stepped over the edge and killed an agent, so he'd have no problem making that two.
Doyle knew Bodie was an excellent shot and he could hardly miss if he chose to fire upon him. "Bodie, don't", Doyle remarked softly. Something seemed to light in his partners eyes and the gun wavered, "oh, it's you", Bodie remarked tensely. "You shouldn't be here Doyle".
Doyle still didn't move his eyes never leaving the gun. "I am here Bodie and I don't like what I'm seeing", Doyle stated carefully. Bodies blue eyes studied him soberly and his next words shocked Doyle, "I don't care if you like it Doyle, you just have to leave, now", Bodie told him with definite menace. Doyle kept his hands where Bodie could see them and walked a few paces back from the body of the agent. "I want to help you", he stated sincerely. Bodie shook his head, "no Doyle, it's bad enough that I got involved, I don't want you in this mess as well". Doyle had no idea what Bodie was actually referring to but decided to keep him talking. If Bodie was talking he might let down his guard and then… Then what Doyles mind asked him. What are you going to do, shoot him. He studied Bodie again growing colder as he looked at the blood on his partner. "Bodie are you injured", Doyle asked as he noted the blood was actually running and not just in dried pools upon Bodies clothing. "Just go Doyle", Bodie stated again as he raised the gun toward his partner. "I can't just leave you", Doyle hedged now feeling concerned about his partners health. That concern only grew when Bodie appeared to stumble slightly, Doyle rushed forward only to be stopped by a rather menacing and also decidedly feminine voice. "You heard the man, go", warned Angela as she pointed yet another gun at Doyle. "Bodies hurt", Doyle protested. "I'll look after him", Angela stated coldly. Doyle decided to try one more tactic and ignoring Angela and the gun spoke in a persuasive voice to his partner.
"Bodie, if I report this to the Cow he's going to come looking for you and unlike me he'll probably shoot first", Doyle warned. Bodie bit his lip, "I'll take my chances with the major, Bodie stated levelly."But he should be happy with me".
Doyle frowned doubting Cowley would be happy Bodie had betrayed them
"Don't think he won't shoot you", Doyle stated seriously hoping for the last time to get his partner to back down. "He'll do what he must", Bodie replied wearily. "No go Doyle, don't make either of us insist."
Doyle began to back up, "you can collect him later", Bodie remarked nodding toward the dead agent.
Continuing to back up Doyle moved slowly, "now turn around and run", requested Bodies voice. Doyle didn't move and a shot sounded. The bullet hit the ground barely inches in from of him. "Next time, I won't miss", Bodie threatened.
Doyle turned around slowly then ran off fast, fleeing from the fact his partner had seemingly betrayed CI5.
After a few minutes Doyle slowed his pace then stopped. His heart still hammered in his chest and his palms felt sweaty. He knew the sensation was not just from running but also from the shock of seeing his partner pointing a gun at him.
Doyle knew he'd have to report the whole incident to Cowley and that would mark the end of Bodies career.
Sitting down on a nearby concrete wall Doyle waited for a few minutes before deciding to return to the scene of the shooting to retrieve the MI5 agents body.
This time Doyle drew his own gun before approaching the area, though now everything was quiet, normal, apart from the dead body on the ground of course.
Collecting his thoughts Doyle looked solemnly down at the agent wondering if he had a family. Pulling out his radio Doyle relayed the information through to Cowley. "Any ideas who was responsible for the death", Cowley asked after Doyle told him about the body. Doyle paused prompting Cowley to ask "4:5 did you hear me".
"Yes sir", Doyle stated. He took a deep breath, "I believe it was 3:7 sir," somehow using Bodies designation made it easier to say. Cowley went silent then, "repeat that please, 4:5, he asked. "the agent appeared to be following Bodie and his wife sir. A few minutes later I found him dead and Bodie was nearby with a gun in his hand and blood all over him, Doyle reported. "I see", Cowley remarked harshly. "well I'll check out this agents body and if the evidence seems to be clear then I'll order a pick up on 3:7". Doyle swallowed, "he could have shot me as well sir, but didn't", Doyle felt he had to get that piece of information out.
Cowley though made no other comment apart from saying, "stay with the body until the team get there 4:5, and be careful", the controller cautioned.
Doyle didn't have to be told twice and kept a wary eye out for a reappearance of Bodie. While he waited he also thought about what had happened and began to ask himself some questions. First question why was this agent following Bodie and Angela.
He didn't have the answer to that. Then a thought intruded, wasn't it strange that the agent was alone. If MI5 was suspicious of Bodie then why not have more than one agent watching him. Maybe though the agent hadn't been sure and was acting alone on instinct. He'd certainty paid the ultimate price Doyle thought ironically.
The cleanup team soon arrived and loaded the body onto a stretcher. Doyle watched their actions in a type of daze thinking that MI5 might also choose to hunt down Bodie.
Did you check the area", one agent asked Doyle. Doyle shook his head numbly. Hearing a sigh from the other man he turned rather crossly, "look I know what happened". The other agents were walking about checking the immediate area.
One bent down to retrieve a spent bullet on the ground, "From the victim or the shooter", he surmised. Doyle approached and stared at the bullet, he knew enough about bullets to know that one was not from a CI5 gun.
He'd also caught a close enough glimpse of Angelas weapon to know this bullet was not the right caliber for her gun. So that left the dead agents gun or….
Doyle sat down abruptly as he rethought the events. He'd seen the dead agent and a gun in Bodies hand and made the assumption that Bodie was responsible.
Bodie had also looked and acted like he'd been guilty. Why had he done that Doyle mused. Then Bodies words hit him , "I don't want you in this mess as well".
It looked like Bodie was trying to protect him. Doyle swallowed, Bodie had been obviously injured in what ever had happened today and yet had still wanted to keep him out of things. Memory of his partner swaying surfaced and Doyle went cold as his brain registered what had probably happened to Bodie. He'd been shot, and Doyle had let him walk away. "Bodie you are an idiot", Doyle shouted. "But I'm going to help you whether you like it or not". With that in mind Doyle headed for his Capri.
He was going to get to the bottom of this once and for all.
