Torture At It's Finest

Chapter 7

By: Harold Finch and Grace Luvr

When John got to the top level of the clock tower he was just in time to see the gunman jump out of the clock tower into the Hudson River disappearing from sight. But on the ground lay a long note.

*Those men you just killed were working for Root, and she's never happy when she looses her men. So you have about 5 minutes before Root shows up with lots of firepower that will blow your asses straight to hell! So basically you just fucked yourselves by killing them. And I'm telling you this because I'm gonna enjoy watching you get killed trying to outrun Root. Oh and you can call me Root's right hand man. The Sniper. And nobody has nor ever will defeat me including you. And if Root misses you I promise you I won't! So watch your backs*

John began to run down the stairs when he stopped at one of the windows. About 7 blocks up John could see 10 black SUVS in the distance coming towards them. John bolted down the stairs and outside and began to run towards Harold and Grace.

"Finch, are you in any condition to drive!?"

"Yes I think so."

"John do you want me to drive instead?"

"No I need Harold to drive and I need you to sit upfront with him. His blood loss could cause him to become drowsy and I need you to keep him alert. "Ok?"

"Ok but what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to shoot of course. Now both of you get in."

John looked in the distance and saw they were about 4 blocks away now. He knew his handgun wouldn't be enough to hold off 10 SUVS with countless numbers of thugs inside. But then good old Harold had a brilliant idea for weaponry.

"You know Mr. Reese this is a mobster's car."

"So?"

"So Mobster's keep a lot of weapons around."

"I don't know what you're getting at Finch!"

"Check The Trunk John!"

"Oh, why didn't you just say that Finch ?"

Harold just sighed and got in the car while John busted the lock on the trunk and found lots of firepower. He found machine guns, Shotguns, 5 grenades, a couple of handguns, and a silencer.

"Bingo, thank you Finch."

John took all of the weapons and put them in the backseat then got in.

"Alright Finch let's get the hell out of here!"

Finch put the key in the ignition, turned it and slammed the transmission into reverse and backed the car out of the lot like a madman and spun the car around and slammed the transmission into drive and took off in the opposite direction as the incoming black SUVS. It looked precisely like something out of a James Bond movie.

Grace was so shocked at Harold's driving that her mouth was open in awe.

The SUVS started to turn down the road they were on and were getting very close to their black Cadillac.

"Harold open the sunroof here they come!"

Harold opened the roof and John took one of the machine guns and began to fire at the enemy.

Grace still sat in awe until Harold spoke up.

"Grace are you alright, because you're supposed to keep me conscious if I blackout but you seemed to be pretty out of it yourself."

" It's just, How Did You Learn How To Drive Like This!"

"Lots of practice my dear is it scarring you?"

"No it's so cool, you're like a nerdy James Bond but I still love you anyways."

"You love me still after all I've done."

"I understand that you did it to keep me safe, and it makes me love you to pieces Harold."

This made Harold smile his biggest smile in three years and it warmed his heart and his whole body straight to his soul.

Meanwhile John was shooting out of an ak47 and he shot the driver in the car directly behind them and the vehicle veered off the road. But then another SUV bypassed the back of the car and was headed for the driver's side.

"FINCH WACH OUT !"

"What was that Mr. Ree….."

A shot was fired and broke Harold's window.

"GRACE GET DOWN!"

Grace started screaming while Harold starting ramming the car into the SUV. Then suddenly the car moved up a little bit more and the backseat window rolled down and revealed someone Finch had wished he would never see again."Hello Harold."