A/N: A shout out to Baratta! Glad you liked it. This one brings us a little closer to our villain. ;)

Chapter 17

The President and the leaders from Congress and Senate were whisked away the second the new vehicles arrived. Not long after that, the FBI swooped in to pick up all of Mercy's little helpers. The Feds had an agreement with the DEO – they would take the minions while the DEO made sure that Mercy fell off the radar.

Now they were back at the local DEO headquarters and arranging transport back to National City but not before Alex and Supergirl had a chance to interrogate their suspect. J'onn had joined them, knowing that without the Colonel there, he would not be bothered.

"Mercy, what did the President ever do to you?" Alex asked.

"I want my lawyer," Mercy said.

"No can do. You're a terrorist and I don't have to give you access to a lawyer. I can hold you indefinitely. So let's try this again. Why did you attack Camp David?" Alex demanded.

"Just because I don't get a lawyer, doesn't mean I'm going to talk to you," Mercy smirked.

"Well we can do this the hard way if you want but eventually we'll get what we want. We have a guy who can read minds. But once we go down that route, there won't be any chance for you to get leniency," the redhead said.

"You think the people I work with will be lenient? I've got a better chance of staying alive if I keep my mouth shut," the criminal said.

"So you went ahead and got in bed with scary people who managed to insulate themselves so well that you and your brother are going to go down for all of it. If we nab them, you and Otis can serve your sentences out in secret prisons nowhere near National City and, if and when you get out, then we'd give you new identities. Let us help you," Alex told her.

"Your companion is awfully quiet. Not sure she agrees with your assessment. Not that I blame her, I did try to kill her," there was a slight smirk on Mercy's face.

"You're not smart enough to do this on your own," Supergirl replied.

"So she speaks. Supergirl hurling insults, what the public would think," Mercy was still smirking.

"The public loves her. You? Not so much. Who is ET? Did they send you to Camp David? How'd you get the money to do everything you've been doing?" Alex shifted the focus back to what they needed to know. The prisoner gave them a look and heaved a sigh.

"As much fun as this is – I want guarantees before I squeal. No death penalty and a chance at parole along with a new identity. What I have to say is big and you may not even believe me but at this point there isn't much left for me – well except for the satisfaction of seeing the look on that bitch's face," again there was that smirk.

"ET is a woman?" Kara asked. That was a little surprising.

"Guarantees," Mercy demanded.

"You've got it," Alex nodded so Mercy continued,

"Who else worked closely with Lena? I knew L Corp pretty well but I didn't know where all the bodies were buried. Certainly not what new toys Lena had been working on. That dispersal unit and the EMP were better than advertised. If we hadn't been sniffed out, things would be very different right now."

"Eve Teschmacher," Alex slammed her hand down on the table.

"There you go. Lena's right hand lady. Problem is she's not the top of the food chain. She made calls to someone. That person is pulling the strings. My guess is a good look at her phone records will give you who she is talking to," the prisoner told them.

"She wouldn't be stupid enough to use her own phone," Kara pointed out.

"Of course not. This is where things get interesting. I don't know too many people with two cell phones. While I never found out who it was, the voice was definitely a man and Eve is definitely head over heels for him," Mercy said.

"She's eyeball deep in this," Alex frowned.

"Oh she's more than that. They were planning something. Something that I think they figured Otis and I wouldn't be available for. The more I think about it, the more that's the only thing that makes sense. Otis and I were a means to an end, that became obvious, but if we had succeeded then the world would be looking quite different. Especially after what I heard the last time they talked," Mercy told them.

"How did you hear all of this?" Kara was getting suspicious.

"They thought they were talking in code but I had it cracked after the first few calls. At first I thought it was Russian but after a quick Google search it turns out it was Kaznian. Not exactly the language they teach in school," the prisoner said.

"And you speak Kaznian?" Alex gave her a look.

"Course not. Grandpa Petrov spoke Russian. May have taught me a thing or two," Mercy's smirk was back and this time Kara had a smirk on her face too.

"So any insight into the secondary plan?" Alex wanted to know.

"The closest words in Russian are "drozd-ryabinnik" or Snowbird. What exactly they were referring to – I have no idea," she admitted.

"Well that's further than we were before," Supergirl said.

To Be Continued…