Two hours later
The plan was simple. They were going to make it look like Carolyn Mendez was on her way to court. They would pull into the parking garage and go into the building. They would wait in a conference room until it was over and then go back to the apartment, Donovan explained. Jake gave Emma her coat and purse. He escorted her to the car.
The drive to the courthouse was about forty minutes. Donovan was driving. Emma sat in the seat next to him. Jake sat in the back. You could feel the tension in the car. "So, how do you know Agent Winters?" Jake asked Donovan. Jake knew enough not to ask much about Donovan's past. It was too complicated, but the silence was starting to drive him insane. "Did you work together?"
"You could say that," Emma smiled, looking over to Donovan to see if he was going to answer Jake. Donovan just glanced at her, not saying a word. "I was the case. He was sent in to save my butt. I think it's the case he's lived to regret."
Both Jake and Donovan laughed at her response. "I could have left you there." he replied.
"But then we couldn't has this much fun together again." she laughed. Emma stopped laughing when she realized they pulled into the parking garage.
They were to park on the sixth floor. Donovan pulled the car into the parking spot. He got out and checked the area. "You don't have to do this." Jake whispered into Emma's ear, knowing what her answer was. "Yes, I do." she replied. After seeing Donovan motioning that it was all clear, Jake helped Emma out of the car. They were on their way to the elevator when Donovan heard something. He stopped and pulled out his weapon.
"Wait here." he ordered, checking out the noise. Satisfied that nothing was there, Donovan made his way back to Jake and Emma. Turning the corner he was met with Emma pointing a gun at him. "Emma? What are you doing?" he asked, slowly raising his.
"I'm sorry Frank. It's nothing personal." she said, tears in her eyes.
"You? You're going to do the hit on Jake?" Donovan said disappointed, pointing his gun at her.
"Yes." she replied, not backing down.
"You know I can't let you do this, Emma. Please put the gun down and let's talk. For old times sake." he yelled. He didn't want to shoot her, but he would if that meant saving Jake's life.
"Then shoot me Frank," she yelled, "or I'll shoot you." Emma raised the gun level to his abdomen. She was getting ready to fire.
"Emma, don't do this." he pleaded, keeping his aim on her. He knew Emma wasn't bluffing, but he wasn't going to let Jake die. Donovan squeezed the trigger on his gun. It jammed. He was shocked in all his training, his weapon never jammed. He looked at Emma in the eyes as she pulled the trigger.
"I'm sorry, Frank." she said, as the bullet hit him in the abdomen. Donovan leaned against the wall from the force of the shot. He was already starting to lose consciousness. He tried to look around for Jake, wondering if she already killed him. Out of the corner of his eye, Donovan saw a figure walk up to him. It was Jake.
"Sorry to do this Boss," Jake said aiming his weapon at Donovan. Donovan stared into Jake's eyes. He saw the coldness in Jake's eyes. Jake fired another round into Donovan's abdomen. Ten seconds later, Frank Donovan's world ceased to exist.
The plan was simple. They were going to make it look like Carolyn Mendez was on her way to court. They would pull into the parking garage and go into the building. They would wait in a conference room until it was over and then go back to the apartment, Donovan explained. Jake gave Emma her coat and purse. He escorted her to the car.
The drive to the courthouse was about forty minutes. Donovan was driving. Emma sat in the seat next to him. Jake sat in the back. You could feel the tension in the car. "So, how do you know Agent Winters?" Jake asked Donovan. Jake knew enough not to ask much about Donovan's past. It was too complicated, but the silence was starting to drive him insane. "Did you work together?"
"You could say that," Emma smiled, looking over to Donovan to see if he was going to answer Jake. Donovan just glanced at her, not saying a word. "I was the case. He was sent in to save my butt. I think it's the case he's lived to regret."
Both Jake and Donovan laughed at her response. "I could have left you there." he replied.
"But then we couldn't has this much fun together again." she laughed. Emma stopped laughing when she realized they pulled into the parking garage.
They were to park on the sixth floor. Donovan pulled the car into the parking spot. He got out and checked the area. "You don't have to do this." Jake whispered into Emma's ear, knowing what her answer was. "Yes, I do." she replied. After seeing Donovan motioning that it was all clear, Jake helped Emma out of the car. They were on their way to the elevator when Donovan heard something. He stopped and pulled out his weapon.
"Wait here." he ordered, checking out the noise. Satisfied that nothing was there, Donovan made his way back to Jake and Emma. Turning the corner he was met with Emma pointing a gun at him. "Emma? What are you doing?" he asked, slowly raising his.
"I'm sorry Frank. It's nothing personal." she said, tears in her eyes.
"You? You're going to do the hit on Jake?" Donovan said disappointed, pointing his gun at her.
"Yes." she replied, not backing down.
"You know I can't let you do this, Emma. Please put the gun down and let's talk. For old times sake." he yelled. He didn't want to shoot her, but he would if that meant saving Jake's life.
"Then shoot me Frank," she yelled, "or I'll shoot you." Emma raised the gun level to his abdomen. She was getting ready to fire.
"Emma, don't do this." he pleaded, keeping his aim on her. He knew Emma wasn't bluffing, but he wasn't going to let Jake die. Donovan squeezed the trigger on his gun. It jammed. He was shocked in all his training, his weapon never jammed. He looked at Emma in the eyes as she pulled the trigger.
"I'm sorry, Frank." she said, as the bullet hit him in the abdomen. Donovan leaned against the wall from the force of the shot. He was already starting to lose consciousness. He tried to look around for Jake, wondering if she already killed him. Out of the corner of his eye, Donovan saw a figure walk up to him. It was Jake.
"Sorry to do this Boss," Jake said aiming his weapon at Donovan. Donovan stared into Jake's eyes. He saw the coldness in Jake's eyes. Jake fired another round into Donovan's abdomen. Ten seconds later, Frank Donovan's world ceased to exist.
