It had been thirty minutes since Clint had figured out about the explosion and abduction at a small-town diner. He had been running a GPS he had planted in Bree's phone, and thankfully she didn't take it out.
He had his car pulled to the side of the road, woods on both sides. He was leaning against his car, holding his laptop, trying to find Bree's signal. He's tried contacting his boss but he hasn't responded. He finally got Bree's signal, she was on her way down a barren road. He walked back to his car, sliding inside and putting the computer on the dashboard, starting his GPS to follow the signal.
Then it hit him. She knew he had planted that bug because she knew she was being followed. And, she knew he would look for her signal so he would come and find her. That's when he knew that this might be bigger than he or she had imagined.
He started his car and sped down the road. He knew that if he went after her, and saved her, he could possibly lose his job. But it would be worth it if it would mean saving Bree.
He pulled to a stop in the woods and slid out, taking two hand guns with him. He had one in one hand, and the other was in a holster. He kept to the side of the road, hidden in the trees. He followed a dirt road till he saw a building with men crawling everywhere with machine guns and pistols.
He sighs, glancing around before running across the way and ducked behind a car. He looks over his shoulder, seeing a guard coming his way. He saw a door leading inside, but it was shut. He had to find out how to get inside, but he would have to take out this guy first.
As the guy past him he snuck up behind him and hit him in the back of the head with the butt of his gun. He fell to the ground with a thump and Clint glances around before walking back to the door. He saw that it was password protected, so he took out his phone. He connected it with a cord and it ran all the possibilities for passwords and processed them all out till it found the right one. There was a beep and a green flash, then the door opened.
He put the cord in his jacket pocket along with his phone, then made his way down the hallway, sticking to the walls and shadows.
He made his way through the building, having to knock out a few guards along with way. He continued to follow Bree's signal on his phone, and he was getting closer and closer. He thought that if this building wasn't such a maze, he would be there already. He jogged up a staircase, hearing voices. He curses to himself, loading his gun, preparing for the fight that was yet to come.