The compound hidden behind some trees looked abandoned and not like someone was hiding in it.
Solo knew better and watched their surrounding while Illya next to him cut open the fence to slip through.
Their car was parked about a ten minute jog away.
Well hidden.
Ready if they needed to escape fast.
There was a slight tug on his arm and Solo followed his partner through the hole in the fence unto the compound.

They didn't raise any alarms.
But they rarely did.
Solo had to admit that they were an excellent team when it came to their breakins.

Quickly they slipped through abandoned floors and with every step his suspicion grew that the building was indeed empty.
Illya had been optimistic in the hotel room as the tracker he had put on Gaby had sent him a signal from this very building they now snuck through the hallways and checked the rooms.
Empty rooms.

At the end of the hallway was a staircase.
They decided to go down, because they both didn't think the upper rooms would be of any help.
The two agents knew if they hid, it would be underground.

Illya drew his gun and they walked down slowly.
Hardly making any noise.
Just the little stones crunching beneath their feet.
It was dark.
They didn't care.
Both their eyes were pretty good in the gloomy light.
Solo checked the rooms to the right while Illya checked the rooms on the left.
Every room was another disappointment.

After Solo had checked the fifth room he turned to Illya to tell him that maybe they should call it a night and he was recking his brain how to prepare the Russian that Gaby was indeed dead and his tracker had sent them on a wild goose chase.
Illya wasn't there.
Solo's heart picked up speed and he quickly entered the room Illya had disappeared just seconds ago.

It was a small room with a crack in the ceiling.
Solo noticed the blood on the floor immediately.
Illya stood there.
In the middle of the room.
Staring at the blood in front of him.
It was a lot of blood.
Napoleon hoped it didn't belong to Gaby.

"She was here!" Illya's voice sounded hallow.

"What makes you think that? Shouldn't she be here? I mean your tracker…" Solo asked carefully.

His Russian friend raised his left hand and Solo could see that he was holding something between his pointing finger and his thumb.
It was not bigger than a rice corn.

"Let me guess your tracker?" Solo asked, wondering how advanced it was. He didn't even know they could make trackers this size.

"Is of no use to us anymore!" The Russian hissed through his teeth and crunching the tracker between his fingers.

"Do you think they cut it out of her?" Solo looked around in the room.

There was no clue what so ever on what had happened here.
They had stripped the room bare before they had left.

"No!"

"You mean she did? Why would she do that?" Solo looked at his partner wide eyed.

Illya's head snapped towards him.
His eyes blazing and Napoleon knew the monster was just seconds away from breaking through.

"Protecting us!" The Russian's hands shook violently and Solo took a few steps back.

He knew right then he couldn't do anything to keep the monster in check.
Gaby could have.
She had a talent in calming the tall Russian.
Even when Solo had thought it was impossible.
Just the touch of her hand and her voice seemed to calm Peril in an instant.

"I check the rest of the building and see if I can find more evidence… maybe they left something in their hurry to get away… you try to calm down!" As he spoke he walked backwards and just as he reached the door the monster broke free.