Shaking the shock off, Alex pushed Melissa against the wall and searched her for a weapon. She then cuffed her behind her back.
The whole time Melissa stared at Donovan. She watched the shock turn to anger. Alex grabbed her by the cuffs and started walking back to the building. The three of them walked back in silence. Alex pushed Melissa into the building. Melissa saw John's wrist cuffed to the table. He had what looked like the beginning of a black eye and his lip was bleeding.
"I know this guy. He was doing errands around Holy Cross." Jake growled, his anger building at the thought of the kids there could've been in danger.
"He won't say a word." Monica said, "Cody's in the back drooling over the computers."
"Maybe you can have better luck getting him to talk Donovan." Jake said turning to face them. Jake stopped mid motion when he saw Alex push Melissa into a chair. Her hands cuffed. "Melissa? What's going on?"
"When Donovan gets back here have him look.." Cody started to say walking out of the computer room. He saw Melissa in the chair, "You gotta be kidding me? I liked her cooking. I found some files I think will clear some things up"
Melissa watched Donovan go back with Cody. She knew what he was going to find and waited for his reaction.
"What's going on Melissa?" Jake asked. She turned her head and looked at Jake and started to laugh.
"What's so funny?" Monica asked Alex. Alex shrugged her shoulders.
Melissa laughed until she saw Donovan walk back into the room. She expected some kind of emotion from him with what little clues she left. Nothing, no emotion on his face. Melissa faced a lot in her life, but watching Donovan slowly walk towards her. It scared the hell out of her. As he walked closer to her, Melissa stumbled getting out of the chair, knocking it over. Donovan kicked the chair out of his way. Donovan grabbed Melissa by the neck and held her against the wall.
"Donovan." Jake warned, he didn't like where this was going. They only seen Donovan like this once, with Sasha. He looked so calm, Jake was starting to worry about Melissa's safety.
Melissa's eyes never left Donovan's face. She watched his lips form every word he spoke to her.
"Who ordered the hit?"
"Hey Donovan," John yelled, "why don't you save some of that energy for me?"
Melissa shot John a look to shut up. She didn't need anyone to help her. "Don't make me ask again." Donovan growled in her ear.
"Santiago." Melissa gasped, "Miguel Santiago."
"Who?" Alex asked.
"Miguel Santiago is an underling of Armando Uribe. With Uribe in prison he moved up in the drug trade." Donovan explained.
"So, Uribe placed the hit on us." Jake said.
"Uribe admires Donovan too much." John snorted.
"Who…do…you…work…for?" Donovan hissed in Melissa's ear.
Melissa struggled a little, but that only made Donovan grip her tighter. Melissa took a breath and stared into Donovan's eyes as she spoke.
"Delta."
Melissa fell to the floor when Donovan let her go. He backed up away from her and looked at her. He looked at her with disgust. She just laughed. She knew this would be his reaction.
"What's Delta?" Alex asked.
"What's going on Donovan?" Jake asked.
"Yea, Frank, tell 'em what Delta is" Melissa goaded him. "Tell them what I am."
"She's a government assassin." Donovan spat out.
"You mean the government is out to have us killed?" Jake yelled.
"Wow," Cody laughed, "it sucks to be you three."
Jake's statement made Melissa laugh even harder. Even John started in with laughing. "Santiago only wants Donovan and Shaw dead." John informed them.
"I was there too." Alex stated, "Why am I special?"
"Santiago might be nuts, but he doesn't have a death wish." John said.
"Agent Cross' safety wasn't our concern." Melissa said, "She wasn't part of the job."
Donovan took two steps and grabbed Melissa. "And what was your job?" he demanded.
Melissa knew the double meaning behind his question. She was about to answer when someone else answered for her.
"Why her job was to save your ass, Frankie." Donovan turned his head and saw Tom walking towards him. Tom slapped him on the back, "Let's go for a walk."
They stood there and watched Donovan walk outside with Tom. Melissa's brain finally absorbed everything that happened. She leaned her head back against the wall and slid down.
Alex walked over to Melissa to make sure she was okay. "Why didn't Santiago come after me?" Alex asked.
Melissa looked at Alex, trying to blink the tears from her eyes. "Santiago wanted you dead. He was 'persuaded' not to by Carlos Cortez." Alex wasn't expecting Melissa to say that.
"Even Alex has friends in high places she didn't know about." Cody whispered to Monica.
Jake tried not to laugh. He stopped when he felt the coldness of a gun muzzle to his head.
"Let me have your cuff key kid." John growled.
Alex looked up and saw John had gotten free of his cuff and was holding Jake at gunpoint. She raised her gun on him. Cody and Monica did the same. "Let him go." Alex yelled.
"Relax Alex," Melissa said standing up, "If John was going to kill Jake, he would've done it by now."
"I wouldn't do that if I were you. Uncuff her." John demanded. He watched Alex slowly uncuff Melissa.
"How the hell did you do that?" Jake asked wanting to know how he got out of the cuff.
John directed for them to move away from the door. He pushed Jake towards them, still holding his gun on them. "Ask your boss to show you sometime." John grinned. "Now, if you'll excuse us, we have a job to finish."
Outside
"Heard you've been trying to get a hold of me Frankie." Tom said walking towards his car.
"What's going on Tom?" Donovan demanded. "I've been calling you for a week now. I don't like being kept in the dark, especially when it concerns my team."
"Sorry about that," Tom smiled, "but I was in Bolivia on business."
Donovan nodded. He knew the double meaning of Tom's statement. Santiago was no longer a threat to him or his team. "Why wasn't I told?" he demanded.
"Come on Frankie," Tom laughed, "you know we take care of our own. We couldn't let Santiago know we knew. Would've blown our agent's cover in his small circle of friends. So, we had Melissa and John sent in."
"What about Alex?" he asked. Donovan didn't want Bolivia to come back and haunt her too.
"Ah, Agent Cross," Tom smiled again, "she was never in any danger. Cortez saw to that. He still has a thing for her."
"Cortez?" he asked.
"Yea. The man still has friends all over. Speaking of female agents," Tom laughed, "I didn't think Melissa could do it. Get close to you without blowing her cover. Cost me some good money Frank. She's good. Trained her myself."
"You taught her well." Donovan said punching Tom in the face. Donovan felt a little better doing that. He was hoping Tom got up so he could do it again.
"Hey," Tom protested, wiping the blood from his lip, "I didn't tell her to sleep with you."
"No, you just had her attack in my apartment arranged." Donovan snarled hitting Tom again.
"Christ, Frank," Tom said, "Melissa's one of my best. She came in just before you left actually. Calm, cool, good shot, never let anything get to her. Until you. We didn't arrange the attack. Santiago's hitter did that."
"Hitter?" Donovan asked, "Melissa and John were the hitters."
"No. Melissa and John were sent in to protect you and Shaw, then go after the hitter. Until her attack, we didn't know the hitter's identity." Tom said getting up and dusting the dirt from him. "Now we do."
"And what are we going to do?" Donovan asked.
"We," Tom said taking Donovan gun and pointing it at him, "are going to do nothing but go back to your office and have a drink."
The whole time Melissa stared at Donovan. She watched the shock turn to anger. Alex grabbed her by the cuffs and started walking back to the building. The three of them walked back in silence. Alex pushed Melissa into the building. Melissa saw John's wrist cuffed to the table. He had what looked like the beginning of a black eye and his lip was bleeding.
"I know this guy. He was doing errands around Holy Cross." Jake growled, his anger building at the thought of the kids there could've been in danger.
"He won't say a word." Monica said, "Cody's in the back drooling over the computers."
"Maybe you can have better luck getting him to talk Donovan." Jake said turning to face them. Jake stopped mid motion when he saw Alex push Melissa into a chair. Her hands cuffed. "Melissa? What's going on?"
"When Donovan gets back here have him look.." Cody started to say walking out of the computer room. He saw Melissa in the chair, "You gotta be kidding me? I liked her cooking. I found some files I think will clear some things up"
Melissa watched Donovan go back with Cody. She knew what he was going to find and waited for his reaction.
"What's going on Melissa?" Jake asked. She turned her head and looked at Jake and started to laugh.
"What's so funny?" Monica asked Alex. Alex shrugged her shoulders.
Melissa laughed until she saw Donovan walk back into the room. She expected some kind of emotion from him with what little clues she left. Nothing, no emotion on his face. Melissa faced a lot in her life, but watching Donovan slowly walk towards her. It scared the hell out of her. As he walked closer to her, Melissa stumbled getting out of the chair, knocking it over. Donovan kicked the chair out of his way. Donovan grabbed Melissa by the neck and held her against the wall.
"Donovan." Jake warned, he didn't like where this was going. They only seen Donovan like this once, with Sasha. He looked so calm, Jake was starting to worry about Melissa's safety.
Melissa's eyes never left Donovan's face. She watched his lips form every word he spoke to her.
"Who ordered the hit?"
"Hey Donovan," John yelled, "why don't you save some of that energy for me?"
Melissa shot John a look to shut up. She didn't need anyone to help her. "Don't make me ask again." Donovan growled in her ear.
"Santiago." Melissa gasped, "Miguel Santiago."
"Who?" Alex asked.
"Miguel Santiago is an underling of Armando Uribe. With Uribe in prison he moved up in the drug trade." Donovan explained.
"So, Uribe placed the hit on us." Jake said.
"Uribe admires Donovan too much." John snorted.
"Who…do…you…work…for?" Donovan hissed in Melissa's ear.
Melissa struggled a little, but that only made Donovan grip her tighter. Melissa took a breath and stared into Donovan's eyes as she spoke.
"Delta."
Melissa fell to the floor when Donovan let her go. He backed up away from her and looked at her. He looked at her with disgust. She just laughed. She knew this would be his reaction.
"What's Delta?" Alex asked.
"What's going on Donovan?" Jake asked.
"Yea, Frank, tell 'em what Delta is" Melissa goaded him. "Tell them what I am."
"She's a government assassin." Donovan spat out.
"You mean the government is out to have us killed?" Jake yelled.
"Wow," Cody laughed, "it sucks to be you three."
Jake's statement made Melissa laugh even harder. Even John started in with laughing. "Santiago only wants Donovan and Shaw dead." John informed them.
"I was there too." Alex stated, "Why am I special?"
"Santiago might be nuts, but he doesn't have a death wish." John said.
"Agent Cross' safety wasn't our concern." Melissa said, "She wasn't part of the job."
Donovan took two steps and grabbed Melissa. "And what was your job?" he demanded.
Melissa knew the double meaning behind his question. She was about to answer when someone else answered for her.
"Why her job was to save your ass, Frankie." Donovan turned his head and saw Tom walking towards him. Tom slapped him on the back, "Let's go for a walk."
They stood there and watched Donovan walk outside with Tom. Melissa's brain finally absorbed everything that happened. She leaned her head back against the wall and slid down.
Alex walked over to Melissa to make sure she was okay. "Why didn't Santiago come after me?" Alex asked.
Melissa looked at Alex, trying to blink the tears from her eyes. "Santiago wanted you dead. He was 'persuaded' not to by Carlos Cortez." Alex wasn't expecting Melissa to say that.
"Even Alex has friends in high places she didn't know about." Cody whispered to Monica.
Jake tried not to laugh. He stopped when he felt the coldness of a gun muzzle to his head.
"Let me have your cuff key kid." John growled.
Alex looked up and saw John had gotten free of his cuff and was holding Jake at gunpoint. She raised her gun on him. Cody and Monica did the same. "Let him go." Alex yelled.
"Relax Alex," Melissa said standing up, "If John was going to kill Jake, he would've done it by now."
"I wouldn't do that if I were you. Uncuff her." John demanded. He watched Alex slowly uncuff Melissa.
"How the hell did you do that?" Jake asked wanting to know how he got out of the cuff.
John directed for them to move away from the door. He pushed Jake towards them, still holding his gun on them. "Ask your boss to show you sometime." John grinned. "Now, if you'll excuse us, we have a job to finish."
Outside
"Heard you've been trying to get a hold of me Frankie." Tom said walking towards his car.
"What's going on Tom?" Donovan demanded. "I've been calling you for a week now. I don't like being kept in the dark, especially when it concerns my team."
"Sorry about that," Tom smiled, "but I was in Bolivia on business."
Donovan nodded. He knew the double meaning of Tom's statement. Santiago was no longer a threat to him or his team. "Why wasn't I told?" he demanded.
"Come on Frankie," Tom laughed, "you know we take care of our own. We couldn't let Santiago know we knew. Would've blown our agent's cover in his small circle of friends. So, we had Melissa and John sent in."
"What about Alex?" he asked. Donovan didn't want Bolivia to come back and haunt her too.
"Ah, Agent Cross," Tom smiled again, "she was never in any danger. Cortez saw to that. He still has a thing for her."
"Cortez?" he asked.
"Yea. The man still has friends all over. Speaking of female agents," Tom laughed, "I didn't think Melissa could do it. Get close to you without blowing her cover. Cost me some good money Frank. She's good. Trained her myself."
"You taught her well." Donovan said punching Tom in the face. Donovan felt a little better doing that. He was hoping Tom got up so he could do it again.
"Hey," Tom protested, wiping the blood from his lip, "I didn't tell her to sleep with you."
"No, you just had her attack in my apartment arranged." Donovan snarled hitting Tom again.
"Christ, Frank," Tom said, "Melissa's one of my best. She came in just before you left actually. Calm, cool, good shot, never let anything get to her. Until you. We didn't arrange the attack. Santiago's hitter did that."
"Hitter?" Donovan asked, "Melissa and John were the hitters."
"No. Melissa and John were sent in to protect you and Shaw, then go after the hitter. Until her attack, we didn't know the hitter's identity." Tom said getting up and dusting the dirt from him. "Now we do."
"And what are we going to do?" Donovan asked.
"We," Tom said taking Donovan gun and pointing it at him, "are going to do nothing but go back to your office and have a drink."