Goliath's car slid to a stop in the parking lot of a seemingly abandoned warehouse just off of 35th street, with the boys close behind him.
He had called in the address over his radio just as he was leaving his apartment, and was relieved to see the sea of squad cars waiting for them there.
Goliath got out of the car and strode towards Captain Maria Chavez as she was handing out orders to the officers there.
"Mason," She barked at him, "You're not going in."
Goliath was shaking his head, but before he could speak, Maria cut him off. "You're not a cop right now. You're a parent and not thinking clearly. That could get you, your daughter or the other officers hurt."
Goliath's fists bunched at his sides. Intellectually, he understood her reasons for keeping him outside, but he was not just going to sit by and just wait for something to happen.
He felt a hand on his shoulder and he turned to see Dominique. "We understand, Captain." Goliath's jaw fell as he listened. "Of course, we'll wait out here."
Goliath tried to shake her hand off, but she dug in. "Goliath," She snapped. "Let's take a walk. You need to cool off and let these officers do their job."
She pulled him, and that alone was not enough to have him moving, but the look in her eyes made his feet move.
She walked him to the corner of the building, and turned so that he was almost completely out of view of the officers.
"Idiots," Dominique snarled. "I can't believe they'd think they could just go into the front door and find a hidden laboratory."
Goliath frowned, feeling the need to defend his fellow officers, but…
"Where did you get this information?" He asked.
"A recently dismissed and disgruntled employee who had been the one transcribing those tapes. Evidently, they let her go when the switch had been discovered and was only too happy to tell me everything after I offered her a position at another of my company's facilities." Dominique said.
"Where is the entrance, Dominique?" He growled in frustration.
"Halfway down this wall, there is a door to the basement levels." She said, pointing in the direction behind him. "There is an entrance inside the warehouse here, but it will take them a while to organize and get below ground. Go," She demanded. "Save our daughter. I will join you as soon as I can, but I will try to buy you time to get below."
Goliath nodded, did an abrupt about face and began jogging. There were no lights on this side of the building, so he had to run a hand along the rough cinder block outer wall of the building. If he hadn't, he would have missed it entirely in the darkness.
When he felt the wall give way to the recessed door, he stopped and felt his way forward and found the door.
Surprisingly, it was not locked.
He opened the door quietly, and slipped into the dimly lit stairway that led downward.