Note: The only character I do not own in this story is The Undertaker.

Chapter Twenty-One

Getting outside of his apartment building that Kristen was nestled inside of, Mark didn't waste a second in hurrying over in a direction where the officers were waiting for him by two patrol cars with anxious expressions on their face while only one of them made the move to speak up towards him.

"We are pretty sure that he is at the location that we are heading to right now, Callaway." The officer said, shakily. "From the coordinates we got from when we tracked the address he had used in order to hack our system, it led us to the abandoned warehouse that is just a few miles up from where your place is at."

"You are referring to the old toy manufacturing plant, correct?" Mark asked, not bothering to hide his frustration with him when it came to having to leave the woman he had fallen deep in love with and knew that she was to be his mate behind while he went racing after a lunatic that was wanting her dead.

"That is correct."

"You do realize that no one has been in that building for several years now, right?"

"Y-Yes."

"Then how are you so sure that he will be in a place that there are no reports of someone being inside of?"

"Because that is where we have the coordinates going to. It seems unlikely that would be the case, but that is where the signal came from and that is where he will more than likely be at."

You better hope he is there, or your sorry ass is going to get one hell of a beating by the time I get done with you.

Mark maintained a stern disposition with the officer who was the only brave enough to speak to him up until he made the move away from his body and headed in the direction of where one of the patrol cars was located. The sight of him making his way inside of the vehicle sent the other officers scrambling for the cars, not wishing to aggravate him anymore than he already was.

Sitting inside of the patrol car behind the steering wheel, he turned his gaze up to one of the windows of the apartment building to see Kristen looking down at him from where she was. He could see how distraught she was at the thought that she would be left all alone there at his apartment until he made it back to her, and it killed him to see her like that.

All he wanted to do at that moment was rush back inside of the building, take her into his arms, and chase away all of the thoughts that she was having at that moment about what was to come for the two of them way. It bothered him more that she was upset at him heading out than the idea of going face to face with Devil.

The lunatic that had been attacking people in his city and who wanted his woman dead didn't do anything to him. He wasn't scared of him like so many people at the station were who acted as if he was some mysterious being that couldn't be killed. Devil seemed more like a little annoying bug than anything else that needed to be squashed, and the only person that the officers really needed to be worried about angering was him.

Forcing his eyes away from Kristen, he put the car into drive and sped out of the area with the other vehicle moving behind him. His hands guided the vehicle onto the busy road way and headed in the direction of the abandoned warehouse that the officers were talking about. He knew of the place and that it was highly unlikely that the man they were after wouldn't be able to be aware of their arrival when they got there since the place was off to itself and any vehicle driving up towards it would be able to be detected from the sight of head lights. It was because of this known fact that Mark got on the radio to the other car and issued a firm command to them.

"When we get to the turn off to the warehouse," he said, "I want you to turn off your headlights and to move in as slow as you can as to make sure that he doesn't catch on to the fact that we are closing in on him tonight."

His decision was met with some skeptic looks from the others that were sitting with him in the vehicle, and from those in the car behind him as the driver of the patrol car chose to speak up with him making this order.

"Are you sure that is such a good idea, Detective Callaway?"

"I am damn sure about that. He will know there are people moving in on his location if he sees our headlights and we go racing down the road leading to the warehouse. If we go in as quiet as we can with our headlights off, we will stand a better shot at snagging him."

"How can you be so sure that he won't run if we chose to go with your plan?"

"I know this man enough to know that he likes to use the element of surprise on his side when it comes to acting out a plan to get what he wants. This time, it will be us doing the surprise attack on him and I will not back down from. We are going in quiet with not lights. Is that understood?"

He waited a few moments for the officer to come back to him with a response but found nothing but silence. A heated sigh left his mouth as he snapped at the man over the radio.

"Since you all are having an issue with the plan, you all can head back to the station and inform the chief as to why you are there and not with us taking down Devil tonight."

"B-but, sir!" The officer quickly retorted over the radio. "We were assigned-"

"I don't give a royal fuck what you were told to do. Since you cannot listen to orders given to you by your superior, you take your asses back to the precinct while we do the job that we were hired to do."

Before he could give the man the satisfaction of issuing a response back to him, he turned radio communication off with the car and sped faster up the road in the direction of the old toy factory's building on purpose for the other car to lose track of them and be unable to follow them. His eyes remained focused on the road ahead as the other officers were more hardened and ready to take on the job ahead of them despite being unsure as to his plan of attack. As he drew closer to the place, he spoke to them in a whisper that spoke volumes of his intent for that evening.

"All right, boys. Get ready for one hell of a ride. Tonight…We are taking down The Devil himself."