I do apologize for not updating! I feel bad, I was slammed with a huge AP history project and it took up my time. So now I am updating because I have free time finally lol. Enjoy! R&R!:)
Harry sat in the room and looked around trying to figure out where he was. Mace was seated in front of him with a glass of whiskey.
"Would you care for a drink?" Mace asked.
"No." Harry answered flatly.
Mace smiled. Harry knew it was not a happy smile, but a happy and evil smile.
"So, how long did it take you to get in the sack with your analyst? I thought you put your sleeping around days behind you, especially since it destroyed your marriage."
Harry looked Mace dead in the eye, not even answering his question Harry replies, "And did murdering your wife ruin your marriage?"
Mace laughed. Harry did not. He sat up straight in his chair. He hoped the listening the devices were still working.
Fiona and Malcolm sat in the control room, listening to Mace laugh at Harry's question. Malcolm had a look of disgust on his face. Fiona agreed with the look.
"What is the plan for getting Harry out of this?" she asked. Malcolm turned and looked at her. Fiona's eyes went wide. "Malcolm... you have a plan right? Oh Malcolm! Why did you guys agree to send all the best agents to his house and not have anybody follow Harry?"
Malcolm sighed. "It was Zaf's call. Since you and Adam weren't here. Harry had already been taken and Zaf made the final call."
Fiona shook her head. "That was not smart. Plus, Zaf isn't the senior in charge when we aren't here. Ruth is. If only I could walk..." she groaned.
"I wanted to have someone follow, but Zaf pointed out it would risk our entire plan. The listening devices would have to do."
"Can you track them?" Fiona saw the look on Malcolm's face and her eyes went wide. "You pretty much sent him in there alone! You and I both know Mace will kill him if Harry keeps up these questions. Harry CANNOT die. Not now. His and Ruth's child can't become fatherless."
Malcolm nodded in agreement. "I know, but the evidence we need..."
"Screw that." Fiona said and stood up carefully. Malcolm watched her and wondered what she was up to. "There must be some way you can track it Malcolm. Come on, think!"
Malcolm sat back in his chair and began running ideas through his head. After a minute or two, Fiona saw a lightbulb go off in his head. She began limping towards the door. Malcolm stood up.
"Where are you going?" he asked hoping to get the answer he wasn't expecting.
"Track it Malcolm and call me when you get a location."
Malcolm quickly blocked the doorway. "No, you are not driving a vehicle in your state."
Fiona stared him down. She took a deep breath and said, "Malcolm, Harry is there alone. Do you want to be the one to tell Ruth the father of her child was just murdered?"
Malcolm stared at her. He didn't know what to do. If he let her go, Harry could possibly be saved. If he didn't...
Jo, Colin, and Ruth sat in the van as they helped Zaf guide his way through the garden. There was then a sudden bang on the door. Ruth checked the cameras and saw Adam outside. Jo opened the door to let him in.
"Where is Zaf?" Adam asked without saying hello to them.
"Just about to enter the house." Ruth answered. Adam nodded.
"Radio him that I'm going in. Colin, bug and wire me quickly."
Colin got up and placed everything he had on Zaf onto Adam and in a flash Adam was gone. Jo picked up her headpiece.
"Zaf, Adam is coming in." she stated.
They sat there and waited for a response. They didn't get a verbal response, only a thumbs up in front of his hidden camera. A thought just hit Ruth then.
"Wait, if you, Adam, and Zaf are all here... who is with Harry?" Ruth turned and asked Colin and Jo. Neither of them answered. Her heart rate increased. "Answer my question!"
Jo bit her lip and sighed. "Nobody."
Ruth turned away and her eyes were wide. She felt so many emotions. Concern, fear, anger. She turned back to Jo. "Who decided this?" she spat. Jo was a little shocked at her tone.
"Zaf..." she said. Ruth closed her eyes.
"Zaf sent him to Mace without any backup? That was NOT his order to make."
Jo was about to speak when she saw Adam had entered the house. However, in the corner of her eye she saw Ruth's hands slip over her expanding abdomen. Jo gasped in her head. She completely forgot about the fact that if Harry died, her child would be fatherless.
Harry bit his tongue as Mace finished his laughing.
"Oh Harry. Harry, Harry, Harry. You will not let this go, will you?" Mace asked. Harry just stared at him. Mace shook his head. "Well, it's not like I'm letting you go... alive that is."
Harry took a deep breath. His mind went to Ruth. How much he loves her, how much he loves their unborn child. Mace moved his chair back a bit and got comfortable before he began to speak.
"It's not like I wanted anything bad to happen to her, but you know what happens to people when they stick their nose somewhere it doesn't belong. I did what I had to do for our country... legal or not. We needed that agreement with Iran, which I assume you've already read about."
"You forged the Prime Minister's signature. Back in the time, he was sick and on the verge of dying. You blamed his decisions on his illness." Harry growled. Mace took a sip of his drink and shrugged.
"He wasn't in his right stage of mind. This agreement was a key player in our plans with Iran and Iraq. He couldn't see it, so yes. I forged his name on the document with my followers behind me all the way."
'Followers' rang in Harry's head. Who did Mace think he was?
"Jeanne figured out what you did, but the real question is whether or not she intended on going as far as she went with you?" Harry asked trying to get more information.
"Naive girl," Mace mumbled before continuing. Harry's mind flashed somewhere else.
"I'm not naive."
"I didn't say you were..."
"It's bad enough Tom shot you once, who's to say we can trust him now?"
"You're absolutely right. However, though inside we both don't fully trust him we must make the others believe we do."
Mace sensed Harry was somewhere else and stopped. He smiled.
"Thinking about Miss. Evershed are we?" Harry didn't answer. Mace took that as a yes. "Pitty that she has to raise your child on her own. At least when I was having the affair with Jeanne I was smart and used protection."
"So if this was just an affair, why did you marry her?"
Mace shrugged. "I knew what she was up to. She thought she was so clever. She even thought hiding my things behind the whiskey bar would help, but of course I was one step ahead of her and put everything in a secret compartment in my desk."
Malcolm was in the middle of tracing the listening device when he heard what Mace said. He immediately picked up the phone and dialed Ruth's number.
"Ruth, Mace just admitted to Harry where he hid everything. Patch it through to Zaf and Adam that the things they're looking for are in a secret compartment in his desk."
"Okay." Ruth said. Malcolm sensed fear in her voice. She must have found out about Harry's situation.
"Fiona is on her way to help Harry, despite being on one leg."
It comforted Ruth a little bit, but she was still scared. She thought about how much she loves him and how much has been left unsaid between them. If they survived this, they needed to talk.
Adam and Zaf crept through the house. Zaf took out one security guard and Adam locked his body in a closet. They made there way to the office when Adam stopped Zaf from moving any further. Colin switched the cameras onto a loop so security wouldn't see them. Adam took out a can and shook it. He then sprayed it. After a minute, several lasers appeared in the room.
"Damn." Zaf whispered. Adam signaled for Zaf to go one way while he went the other way. They carefully avoided the lasers as they made their way to the desk. When they made it to the desk, Adam sprayed again. Surprisingly, no lasers. They sprayed all the drawers before opening them. Adam felt around on the inside and found the secret compartment. He smiled.
"Bingo."
"So what drove you to the point of killing her? Did she find everything she needed?"
Mace didn't answer and Harry took that as a yes.
"Her time came." Mace shrugged and downed the rest of his drink.
"And the decoy father?"
Mace smiled and stood up.
"That was in case you poked your nose where it didn't belong. Thankfully, I had the decoy. Shame that he had to stab Mrs. Carter, but you do what has to be done."
Harry watched him move around the room. He watched Mace go to a cabinet and pull something out. It was a gun.
Now he was in the shit.