25
Katherine Jones is at the docks overseeing the latest delivery, her high heels clicking as she paces up in the office. It has taken too long and she is tired. It has been a long day and those nitwit sons cost her so much to get out of that place, now they haven't even called in.
She tries their mobiles again, growling at their matching voicemails.
Twins, even in their stupidity. She snarls down the phone, "If either of you ever remember to call your mother please do so at a reasonable…"
Katherine is cut off by the intercom which squawks to life, a screaming voice reduced to panicked static. Katherine slaps a hand down onto the call button.
"Come again?" she tries to understand the startled voice.
"We're taking fire, Ma-am!"
She hurries to the window looking over the unloading bay as she sinks into a swivel chair, her heels now primly popped beneath her.
A number of security guards lay dead upon the deck -bleeding out from single gunshot wounds- as the others sprint for cover. The Operator leans hard against the call button of the intercom. Someone's shooting at u…."
A round slams into the side of the Operator's head, killing him instantly, his body sinking to the deck.
Katherine stands, checks the chamber of the Luger Pistol at her side, and heads for the door.
"Until you hear otherwise... stay." She says as he husband looks up from his books with confusion.
"Kitty?" he calls after her as she exits "What have you done now?"
Katherine exits the office and slams the door behind her. Trembling, Sean latches close the door... ...and pours himself a tall drink.
A sniper searches the yard through his scope, his earpiece overwhelmed by panicked chatter. "This is Arty. I don't…."
TINK! Across the way, another security guard tumbles off his perch... TINK! ...as does another... TINK! ...and another...
"Where the fuck is he?" Arty screams.
TINK! ...and another... The sniper searches, his skin wet with perspiration, hand trembling upon the stock. TINK! ...and another, screaming as he falls...
"WHERE THE FUCK..." The Sniper stops speaking as he has found Ianto "The old cannery. Southeast of my position. ..."
But it is too late.
Turning his gun to sight Ianto give Ianto the glint he was seeking with his Teddykin eyes and military training, his soft breath expelling as he pulls the trigger without a second thought, the bullet running true and the scope of Arty's rifle explodes milliseconds before his eyeball.
His body goes limp... ...and slides out of his perch, cart-wheeling down to the earth below.
SUVs bear down on the old cannery building. Ianto shifts position, aims, and fires -but the round ricochets off the bulletproof window.
Ianto ejects the clip, ejects a round, leans the weapon against the window, and sinks back into the darkness. He promised Jack he would retreat, stay safe.
His blood still boils but his lust seems satisfied for now.
"All yours Cariad" he whispers as he lets the night hug him in her embrace.
The SUVs enter the cannery, their tires screeching to a stop as a swarm of highly-trained gunmen emerge, scattering throughout the building. Jack drops his hand from the coms and pries open the doors of an old, wooden, elevator shaft: now an empty cavern disappearing down into darkness.
A pair of gunmen swiftly close in on Jack...who takes a deep breath... ...and jumps-bullets riddling the doors behind him-disappearing down into the darkness -his body slamming against the water as he sinks like a stone.
A gunmen rounds a corner... ...stepping over the empty duffel bag ... and freezes, his eyes wide. A brick of C-4 is attached to one of the main support beams, the pale red light of the detonator glowing with ominous disdain. He takes a step back, lowering his weapon, and glances about... noticing for the first time the red lights of a dozen or more C-4 charges scattered throughout the interior.
Now the reason for Ianto's game is clear, his drawing them in while distracting them gave Jack time to place his charges with glee.
The henchmen scatter with horror.
Underwater, Jack lifts his hand... ...to reveal a remote detonator... ...which he depresses with his thumb.
The gunman goes pale at the sight of all of those red lights... turning green.
A series of powerful explosion tear through the building, reducing it to splinters as it collapses in upon itself.
As debris begins to sink down all around him, Jack swims as hard as he can. Surfacing when he is safe, gasping for breath. Finding a ladder, Jack climbs upwards-emerging from behind an access panel.
Jack turns towards the office building and moves at a steady pace, eyes roving.
Surrounded by crewmen and security personnel, Katherine watches the explosion, her eyes wide.
"What the fuck" Sean splutters as he comes to a stop ext to his wife, "Kitty? What is going on?"
She opens her mouth but cannot find the answer.
How can she explain this clusterfuck?