Chapter 36
Nate lay back in the cot after Black had left him. He was exhausted and the pain medication was wearing off. The events of the last few hours were taking their toll on him mentally and physically.
His mind drifted to the team. They were out there somewhere ready to strike, he was sure of it. He just hoped that Eliot would have the good sense to wait. They had to take them all down. He was sure that Mr. Black was over estimating his powers. He doubted that he could take out his whole team, but just the thought of any of them being injured or killed sent a chill through him. He would rather suffer the tortures of the damned than see any harm come to them. Not that he had not sent them into situations himself where danger was present, no, he had risked their lives all of their lives, at one time or another. The difference was that he was always ready. Ready with a backup plan, ready with as many different options as they would need in any given situation, anyway, that is what he liked to think. Sophie was right he smiled to himself at this thought; he was an arrogant bastard sometimes. The fact is thought he HAD always tried to shield them from real life threatening danger, and until now he had been successful. Now it was not up to him. That scared him. He knew they were all more than capable of coming up with their own plans. Hell they had all worked alone before, no Mastermind but themselves. Eliot had handled a lot worse situations than this. But then Eliot had not had emotions to deal with. He had not had other people to think of. That was a different story altogether. Yes all of them could look after themselves in most situations, when they were alone, when they only had themselves to think of and rely on. But now…now they would be distracted by each other. Worried about each other's welfare as well as his, and that could prove dangerous. As Nate drifted slowly drifted into a fitful restless sleep he hoped that Eliot had taken his last words to heart and gotten some help.
Mr. Black woke Nate four hours later. He told Nate that his employers would be arriving shortly and he had to prepare Nate for the meeting. He did not drag Nate out of the cot but waited for him to stand himself. Nate felt like death. Pain wracked his body, breathing was painful and he tried to take short shallow breaths to negate the pain. The pain from his arm was almost overpowering. He was groggy and a little hung over from the whiskey he had imbibed the previous evening. Mr. Black waited for him to become steady on his feet then led him out of the cell and too a chair that was placed facing the seven others. Black ordered him to be seated and then cuffed his hands behind him firmly securing him to the chair. He made no other attempt to restrain Nate.
Black's phone rang suddenly making Nate start. Black smiled at him slightly as he saw Nate's nervousness and then answered the phone. He walked off to the far side of the warehouse and opened the main door enough to allow two vehicles through. The two black SUV's pulled up to just behind the chairs and shut their engines off. Nate watched with curiosity. He was finally going to find out who was doing this to him. Who had gone through all this trouble to try to kill him; and was so bent on revenge that they wanted to watch him die.
Six men emerged from the respective vehicles and took their seats. Three on one side of the middle chair and three on the other, the middle chair remained unoccupied. Nate stared at the men in the chairs. He recognized them all. He swallowed hard as his eyes took in the six men, especially the one on the far left side.
"Are you scared of me now Nate?" The man asked sarcastically his eyes flashing hatred at the man before him.
Do you recognize who the man could be...? Why do you think the seventh seat is empty…? I know this was a little short but the next chapter up soon I hope. Thanking all of you guys for your reviews again…really appreciated.