Chapter 39: Spy's day out.
Bullets crashed through the car windows, sending countless pieces of glass flying in every possible direction. Ada grabbed Nancy and pulled her to the ground just as a car several meters behind had its gas tank punctured by a stray bullet, sending the Toyota flying back and landing atop a caravan. The two assassins on the ground duck in cover as fire spiraled at them.
"Damn you." Makarov whispered, unclipping the empty magazine from the rifle and tossing it out the side, slamming a new cartridge in its place. Ada had disappeared in the sea of commotion. No longer were civilians idly sitting in their cars, as the hundreds watched in awe as the car exploded, they were now all racing away from the attacking chopper, creating pure panic. Police crews unloaded from a S.W.A.T van far off yet were having difficulty swarming through the crowds. Ada and Nancy were now crawling under a huge 18-wheeler, its driver long gone.
"Any ideas!?" Nancy yelled over the screams of fleeing civilians, as Ada reached the other side of the 18-wheeler, which the chopper's view couldn't see.
"Not particularly, in this business you make things up as you go along.course it would help if you had an escape plan too." Ada replied, her Beretta still safely in her hands. Even as she crawled out from under the truck, she wondered where the hell security section was.
"Any sign of them!?" The chopper pilot asked, circling the grid-lock below as Makarov scanned the region for his target.
"No.they can't have gotten far. Have Hunter's 3, 4, and 5 rendezvous at this location in ten minutes, we'll close in on her." Makarov replied.
"Ada look!" Nancy pointed at a parked car, which on the dashboard sat a lone cell-phone. Ada approached the car and smashed open the window on the locked door, grabbing the phone just as Makarov opened fire.
"He's seen you!" Nancy inquired, ducking with her head down. Ada jumped back beside the truck with the phone in one hand and the Beretta in the other.
"No, he's firing blind. Ah damnit, I can't get a signal here, we need to get to higher ground." Ada informed, searching around and seeing the perfect location, an apartment building across the street.
"We need to get to that building." Ada said, pocketing the phone and grabbing her hand. The sun poured down as noon came, turning the street even warmer, too warm for March. The smell of gunfire had already filled the air, along with the stench of fire not to far off. Ada could see that most of the civilians had made it to safety, however eerily there was no sign of the two assassins in the black sedan. Now, the taunting helicopter rotors seemed to be approaching closer and faster while Ada and Nancy rounded the truck. The doors to the apartment building seemed so close, only about twenty meters from their position, however with the helicopter shooter to fight against and little to no cover, timing was everything.
"When I say go, run and don't stop until we reach those doors, if I don't make it hide." Ada commanded, peering just slightly out to see that the chopper was beginning to turn, with the shooting assassin on the opposite side she could run safely. As the sun beamed off the reflecting metal of the chopper, Ada was temporarily blinded and couldn't make out whether or not it had turned enough. Suddenly gunfire clapped against the truck as the two initial assassins opened fire. They had been camping out and waiting for Ada to surface.
"Go!" Ada screamed, unable to wait any longer. Nancy took point as they both ran for the doors. Makarov looked out the cockpit window to see his prey racing to safety, and he was unable to fire at the moment.
"Turn this thing around! No.wait." Makarov hesitated, watching Ada and the girl enter the building, "Have all teams converge on this point, we'll make this our strike target. Take this order, all teams secure every exit of the building.then land the chopper on the roof. We'll storm the place."
"What of the police?" The pilot asked.
"Right.right.have the teams dress in the FBI usual. Make sure you place a call to the police department and inform them that the suspects are known terrorists and we have reason to believe a portable nuclear device is with them. That should keep any flat foots away." Makarov continued, placing his M60 in its case in favor of a SPAS 12 shotgun.
The entire building was vacant, evacuated weeks before for health code reasons. Ada secured the lobby with her gun and locked the door behind her.
"Come on." Ada said, racing for the stairs after trying the elevator numerous times. Nancy paused halfway up the steps, causing Ada to take quick notice.
"What the hell's wrong with you come on!" Ada yelled in a superior tone.
"Don't you hear that?" Nancy held her breath to listen clearer, Ada doing the same.
"The chopper.its landing.we'll have to fight to the roof, lets move!" Ada informed.
"What do you mean, FBI?" Jack Summers asked. Ada's husband had accepted a job to Chicago a year ago, which was "conveniently" set up by HCF Intelligence Section so Ada could relocate to Chicago. He was now Captain of the Chicago S.T.A.R.S unit.
"I mean the FBI is here, saying two terrorists with a low yield suitcase bomb are down that street." A second police officer said, listening to the Police radio inside his cruiser. Jack paced back and forth as more information was sent. With his eyes stuck on the apartment building down the street, he watched as the helicopter landed on the rooftop.
"I don't like this, they don't even flash a badge anymore for god sakes." Jack continued bitterly, sensing that something wasn't right.
"Jack, we've got the block secure but FBI cars are ordering us to let them inside the apartment building." A fellow STARS officer informed, walking over to her C.O. She was young, about Ada's age, with long brown hair.
"What about you." Jack nodded to the officer inside the car who was still receiving orders from the FBI agent on the radio.
"They're now insisting that we hold our location and allow FBI agents inside." The officer replied.
"We can't wait any longer Jack, what do we do?" The woman with long brown hair asked.
"Anna, brief the rest of STARS on the situation and prepare for a two by two infiltration of the building." Jack answered, turning to see one of two FBI agents, who were really Biotech assassins, in his way.
"I'm afraid I can't allow that, Officer Summers.FBI Agent Bowsing." The assassin flashed a fake badge, while pulling off his sunglasses. Jack didn't even look at the badge, but instead made eye contact with the man.
"And why is that?" Jack responded, grabbing the MP5 Anna handed to her.
"FBI has jurisdictional control over the situation at hand.have your little STARS boys sit back and watch how pro's do it." The man taunted.
"Oh.well unfortunate to you, that's completely and utterly bullshit.sir.STARS units are formed to deal with terrorism and other highly dangerous matters within their city. That gives us jurisdictional control over the situation at hand, sir. So, until I get orders from my commanding officer, which is the Chief of police, I am taking my team inside." Jack snapped back, grabbing a Kevlar vest from the back of the van and putting it on.
"I don't think so Mr. Summers, you."
"Excuse me, that's Officer Summers to you.Jackson, Franks, escort these gentlemen back to their car and if they so much as pass the police tape without written orders from Chief Simmons, shoot them." Jack cut in, walking over to his STARS team of six individuals.
"You son of a bitch." The assassin coughed out loudly, turning back to his partner.
"Are we ready?" Jack questioned, approaching Anna who was his second in command.
"Yes sir, alright STARS let's move in!" She yelled, waving her hand forward.
"Nancy get inside!" Ada said, firing at Makarov who was shooting from above. Busting through an apartment door, Ada slammed it shut while Nancy looked for an escape.
"The windows are locked shut, and there's no other way out!" Nancy screamed, running back to Ada who was positioned behind a wall, her gun aimed at the tattered door. As Makarov's loud footsteps approached the door, a familiar voice rang out from the lobby.
"This is STARS Officer Summers, come out with your hands up! We have the building surrounded!" Jack ordered while STARS moved up the stairs. Ada listened as Makarov began running for the stairs again, without FBI identification on him STARS would think he was one of the terrorists he made up.
"Oh my god.Jack.?" Ada said, listening as the group of STARS officers raced down the hallway towards them. Ada was trapped, with her husband closing in.
Chapter 40: Judgement.
"Up there!" One of the STARS officers screamed, followed by a thunder of machine gun shots.
Ada paced to the door after listening to the ongoing patter of footsteps going up a flight of stairs, being overrun by Makarov's SPAS 12 firing back. Nancy was still hiding under the bed when Ada opened the door, seeing the hallway was clear.
"It's STARS.I don't believe it." Ada said astonishingly, turning back to the quivering Nancy.
"What's so hard to believe about that? Now we've got the police on our side!" Nancy protested, poking her head out from behind the bed as Ada approached her,
"My husband.Jack, he's the Captain of STARS, and he's out there right now." Ada replied, sitting on the bed in shock, it was a very bad day today.
"So? All the better!!!" Nancy yelled, jumping to her feet.
"You don't understand Nancy.this life is.it's.well.complicated. Part of having a life with a government agency like ours is keeping it a secret, Jack doesn't know I'm." Ada quivered, dropping her gun on the filthy bed.
"That you're what, a spy? So what!? Tell him the truth our lives are at stake!" Nancy insisted.
"Damnit Nancy! I've worked my whole adult life for this job, I like what I do because I'm making a difference. If I tell Jack, or anyone else for that matter, the agency will lock me up in an unknown prison, kill me, or hopefully just disavow me. The only reason you're allowed to know all this is because you've been selected to be an agent Nancy, you fit the profile. So.will you help me?" Ada asked, or more like pleaded.
"What is it exactly you need me to do?" Nancy replied, smiling.
"Throw your weapons down and come out with your hands up!" Jack screamed as his team positioned themselves strategically in the stairwell. Makarov was reloading his shotgun when STARS caught up with him.
"I'll be right with you officer." Makarov replied by the barrel of his gun, firing several warning shots down the stairwell. Jack waved his hand up, signaling his team to fall back to safety. Jack remained as STARS regrouped at the 7th floor.
"Ok, its just me now.where is the bomb." Jack asked, believing Makarov was one of the terrorists and in possession of a fictional bomb.
"Oh.I have it right here.what's your name sir." Makarov played into his lie.
"Captain Jack Summers of the Chicago STARS unit. We're not looking for any bloodshed here, so please throw your weapon out and put your hands up." Jack informed.
"I'd love to do that Jack, but I'm very busy at the moment.I have a job to do." Makarov implied, pulling out a smoke grenade from under his jacket, which also housed several extra magazines and a Desert Eagle.
"And your job is?" Jack continued the conversation while secretly his team was rounding the second set of stairs, sneaking around back to Mikhail's position.
"Assassin." Makarov said, throwing the smoke grenade to the wall and sending it bouncing downstairs. Jack didn't realize what was happening before it was too late, in a mere second after the pin was removed the grenade exploded into a fiery of thick smoke, blinding him instantly. Makarov rounded the corner and with his Desert Eagle fired at Jack, hitting him three times in the chest and sending Ada's husband to the floor.
"Pessimist." Mikhail retorted, jumping to his feet after throwing away his empty SPAS 12 in favor of the Eagle.
"Hey!!! Looking for me!?" Nancy yelled from down the hallway, waving her arms about.
"Ah, there you are." Mikhail announced, taking aim at her. Bullets hit the window behind her as Nancy dove to the left, racing down the corridor as Makarov broke into a run.
"He's coming." Nancy whispered still running, talking to Ada who was concealed behind a corner.
"Good, get to the floor below the roof and wait for me." Ada said quietly, locking the hammer of her Beretta. Nancy disappeared while a fury of loud steps boomed throughout the stairwell ahead. Ada peered around the corner as Makarov rounded the one further away, his gun in both hands to his side.
"Freeze!" Ada screamed, whipping herself out with her gun drawn fast. Mikhail, in instinct, raised his gun to retaliate, yet couldn't resist the impact of Ada's gunshot into his right arm. The heavy Desert Eagle dropped to the floor as blood spurt out from his gunshot wound.
"You again.I have to admit out of the agents I've killed you are the most intriguing, and annoying." Makarov stated while holding his arm tight.
"You're little assassin game is over Mikhail, I'll consider not shooting you here if you divulge information worth my time." Ada confided with her stance firm as she held the gun high, this little piece of machinery making her in control.
"Yeah, right.I've heard of HCF's famous little deals." Makarov replied, his head filling with dizziness as blood loss became an issue.
"Think hard Makarov, you are not in control. I'm the one with the gun here.who in Biotech hired you, and how did you get the list of potential agents?" Ada interrogated while motioning him to turn around with his hands on his head.
"I'll tell you nothing, woman. You won't do anything to me." Makarov insisted.
"You don't know how wrong you are Mikhail, last chance here. I may not get the information I want, but at least I'll know one of the worlds best assassins won't kill again." Ada threatened, pressing the barrel of the pistol into his skull after he dropped to his knees, hands still behind his head.
"That would be a shame, the pleasure I had killing that police officer down there.you should have seen his face." Makarov began to cough out small laughs while Ada realized what he meant.
"Police officer.?" She finally choked out.
"Officer Jack Summers of the Chicago STARS unit." Mikhail imitated Jack's introduction earlier, sending Ada into both a fit of panic but a surge of rage.
She had been bluffing to him. Under orders from the High Council, Agents were not to eliminate Makarov without receiving information helpful to HCF's cause. Fighting herself not to pull the trigger, Ada lifted the gun up and without realizing what was going on slammed the butt of the pistol into the back of his head. Even before he hit the floor unconscious, Ada was already in full speed, racing down the hallway back to the stairwell.
"Jack!!!" Ada screamed, racing down the steps and almost fighting through the remains of the smoke grenade. Jumping down to his side, she noticed he was still breathing, yet at dangerous intervals. His eyes were cloudy, and he fought to stay conscious. Ada pulled open his Kevlar vest, which had stopped two of the three bullets. The third however had skimmed across the side of this throat, which caused extensive bleeding. Realizing his STARS team must be taking the third stairwell to the floor above, he would be alone for some time before anyone came back to check on him.
"The phone!!" Her senses kicked back in, giving her room to think now. Pulling the cell-phone out from her pocket, she prayed she was high enough to get a signal while she dialed HCF's security line.
"Cronoton Enterprises, how may I direct your call?" A woman asked.
"This is a family emergency, I need to get in touch with your janitorial department.." Ada replied after saying the emergency access code.
"One moment please." The woman said, giving her access to Security Section's main line.
"Security section." A man now responded.
"This is Special Agent Ada Wong, I have an officer down at 1324 Gerard Drive, 6th floor." Ada sobbed, holding Jack's wound with her hand to keep pressure.
"Agent Wong we have an intercept team on the way already, we would have been there sooner yet Biotech Agent's prevented air support." The man informed.
"Understood, when will they be here!?" Ada wept, trying to hold back tears as Jack felt colder by the minute.
"Three minutes, they're dressed as medics. We were going to call in a fake injury to the scene, however the officer down will do. Agent Wong I need the name of the officer."
"Jack Summers, he's..he's Captain of STARS." Ada coughed out finally.
"Jack Summers? Isn't he."
"My husband yes! Just.call in the officer down and inform the roadblock medics are on the way. I'll be bringing in both the girl and Makarov." Ada said.
"Leave them both there Ada, the medics will take them to a safe location. You need to get out of there before the STARS team finds you and the downed officer. All right.Intel just sent up a map of the building, get to the basement and use the storm cellar to access the adjoining building. Get moving." The man hung up. Ada turned back to Jack and saw he was almost conscious. As he stared up at her with his eyes half closed, a horrific face overcame him.
"..Ada.?" He said, finally falling into a sleep as the blood loss kicked in. Ada rose to a stance slowly, she as in a state of shock. The loud sirens of the ambulance floated through the air outside as the HCF team arrived.
"Jack!!" One of the STARS officers yelled in horror as they all found their Captain unconscious on the floor. Further down the hallway came the medic team, two of them splitting up to go upstairs after Nancy and Makarov. Ada was already gone when they all arrived.
In the basement, she merely sat on the steps, blood across her blouse and pants, crying in the murky darkness
Bullets crashed through the car windows, sending countless pieces of glass flying in every possible direction. Ada grabbed Nancy and pulled her to the ground just as a car several meters behind had its gas tank punctured by a stray bullet, sending the Toyota flying back and landing atop a caravan. The two assassins on the ground duck in cover as fire spiraled at them.
"Damn you." Makarov whispered, unclipping the empty magazine from the rifle and tossing it out the side, slamming a new cartridge in its place. Ada had disappeared in the sea of commotion. No longer were civilians idly sitting in their cars, as the hundreds watched in awe as the car exploded, they were now all racing away from the attacking chopper, creating pure panic. Police crews unloaded from a S.W.A.T van far off yet were having difficulty swarming through the crowds. Ada and Nancy were now crawling under a huge 18-wheeler, its driver long gone.
"Any ideas!?" Nancy yelled over the screams of fleeing civilians, as Ada reached the other side of the 18-wheeler, which the chopper's view couldn't see.
"Not particularly, in this business you make things up as you go along.course it would help if you had an escape plan too." Ada replied, her Beretta still safely in her hands. Even as she crawled out from under the truck, she wondered where the hell security section was.
"Any sign of them!?" The chopper pilot asked, circling the grid-lock below as Makarov scanned the region for his target.
"No.they can't have gotten far. Have Hunter's 3, 4, and 5 rendezvous at this location in ten minutes, we'll close in on her." Makarov replied.
"Ada look!" Nancy pointed at a parked car, which on the dashboard sat a lone cell-phone. Ada approached the car and smashed open the window on the locked door, grabbing the phone just as Makarov opened fire.
"He's seen you!" Nancy inquired, ducking with her head down. Ada jumped back beside the truck with the phone in one hand and the Beretta in the other.
"No, he's firing blind. Ah damnit, I can't get a signal here, we need to get to higher ground." Ada informed, searching around and seeing the perfect location, an apartment building across the street.
"We need to get to that building." Ada said, pocketing the phone and grabbing her hand. The sun poured down as noon came, turning the street even warmer, too warm for March. The smell of gunfire had already filled the air, along with the stench of fire not to far off. Ada could see that most of the civilians had made it to safety, however eerily there was no sign of the two assassins in the black sedan. Now, the taunting helicopter rotors seemed to be approaching closer and faster while Ada and Nancy rounded the truck. The doors to the apartment building seemed so close, only about twenty meters from their position, however with the helicopter shooter to fight against and little to no cover, timing was everything.
"When I say go, run and don't stop until we reach those doors, if I don't make it hide." Ada commanded, peering just slightly out to see that the chopper was beginning to turn, with the shooting assassin on the opposite side she could run safely. As the sun beamed off the reflecting metal of the chopper, Ada was temporarily blinded and couldn't make out whether or not it had turned enough. Suddenly gunfire clapped against the truck as the two initial assassins opened fire. They had been camping out and waiting for Ada to surface.
"Go!" Ada screamed, unable to wait any longer. Nancy took point as they both ran for the doors. Makarov looked out the cockpit window to see his prey racing to safety, and he was unable to fire at the moment.
"Turn this thing around! No.wait." Makarov hesitated, watching Ada and the girl enter the building, "Have all teams converge on this point, we'll make this our strike target. Take this order, all teams secure every exit of the building.then land the chopper on the roof. We'll storm the place."
"What of the police?" The pilot asked.
"Right.right.have the teams dress in the FBI usual. Make sure you place a call to the police department and inform them that the suspects are known terrorists and we have reason to believe a portable nuclear device is with them. That should keep any flat foots away." Makarov continued, placing his M60 in its case in favor of a SPAS 12 shotgun.
The entire building was vacant, evacuated weeks before for health code reasons. Ada secured the lobby with her gun and locked the door behind her.
"Come on." Ada said, racing for the stairs after trying the elevator numerous times. Nancy paused halfway up the steps, causing Ada to take quick notice.
"What the hell's wrong with you come on!" Ada yelled in a superior tone.
"Don't you hear that?" Nancy held her breath to listen clearer, Ada doing the same.
"The chopper.its landing.we'll have to fight to the roof, lets move!" Ada informed.
"What do you mean, FBI?" Jack Summers asked. Ada's husband had accepted a job to Chicago a year ago, which was "conveniently" set up by HCF Intelligence Section so Ada could relocate to Chicago. He was now Captain of the Chicago S.T.A.R.S unit.
"I mean the FBI is here, saying two terrorists with a low yield suitcase bomb are down that street." A second police officer said, listening to the Police radio inside his cruiser. Jack paced back and forth as more information was sent. With his eyes stuck on the apartment building down the street, he watched as the helicopter landed on the rooftop.
"I don't like this, they don't even flash a badge anymore for god sakes." Jack continued bitterly, sensing that something wasn't right.
"Jack, we've got the block secure but FBI cars are ordering us to let them inside the apartment building." A fellow STARS officer informed, walking over to her C.O. She was young, about Ada's age, with long brown hair.
"What about you." Jack nodded to the officer inside the car who was still receiving orders from the FBI agent on the radio.
"They're now insisting that we hold our location and allow FBI agents inside." The officer replied.
"We can't wait any longer Jack, what do we do?" The woman with long brown hair asked.
"Anna, brief the rest of STARS on the situation and prepare for a two by two infiltration of the building." Jack answered, turning to see one of two FBI agents, who were really Biotech assassins, in his way.
"I'm afraid I can't allow that, Officer Summers.FBI Agent Bowsing." The assassin flashed a fake badge, while pulling off his sunglasses. Jack didn't even look at the badge, but instead made eye contact with the man.
"And why is that?" Jack responded, grabbing the MP5 Anna handed to her.
"FBI has jurisdictional control over the situation at hand.have your little STARS boys sit back and watch how pro's do it." The man taunted.
"Oh.well unfortunate to you, that's completely and utterly bullshit.sir.STARS units are formed to deal with terrorism and other highly dangerous matters within their city. That gives us jurisdictional control over the situation at hand, sir. So, until I get orders from my commanding officer, which is the Chief of police, I am taking my team inside." Jack snapped back, grabbing a Kevlar vest from the back of the van and putting it on.
"I don't think so Mr. Summers, you."
"Excuse me, that's Officer Summers to you.Jackson, Franks, escort these gentlemen back to their car and if they so much as pass the police tape without written orders from Chief Simmons, shoot them." Jack cut in, walking over to his STARS team of six individuals.
"You son of a bitch." The assassin coughed out loudly, turning back to his partner.
"Are we ready?" Jack questioned, approaching Anna who was his second in command.
"Yes sir, alright STARS let's move in!" She yelled, waving her hand forward.
"Nancy get inside!" Ada said, firing at Makarov who was shooting from above. Busting through an apartment door, Ada slammed it shut while Nancy looked for an escape.
"The windows are locked shut, and there's no other way out!" Nancy screamed, running back to Ada who was positioned behind a wall, her gun aimed at the tattered door. As Makarov's loud footsteps approached the door, a familiar voice rang out from the lobby.
"This is STARS Officer Summers, come out with your hands up! We have the building surrounded!" Jack ordered while STARS moved up the stairs. Ada listened as Makarov began running for the stairs again, without FBI identification on him STARS would think he was one of the terrorists he made up.
"Oh my god.Jack.?" Ada said, listening as the group of STARS officers raced down the hallway towards them. Ada was trapped, with her husband closing in.
Chapter 40: Judgement.
"Up there!" One of the STARS officers screamed, followed by a thunder of machine gun shots.
Ada paced to the door after listening to the ongoing patter of footsteps going up a flight of stairs, being overrun by Makarov's SPAS 12 firing back. Nancy was still hiding under the bed when Ada opened the door, seeing the hallway was clear.
"It's STARS.I don't believe it." Ada said astonishingly, turning back to the quivering Nancy.
"What's so hard to believe about that? Now we've got the police on our side!" Nancy protested, poking her head out from behind the bed as Ada approached her,
"My husband.Jack, he's the Captain of STARS, and he's out there right now." Ada replied, sitting on the bed in shock, it was a very bad day today.
"So? All the better!!!" Nancy yelled, jumping to her feet.
"You don't understand Nancy.this life is.it's.well.complicated. Part of having a life with a government agency like ours is keeping it a secret, Jack doesn't know I'm." Ada quivered, dropping her gun on the filthy bed.
"That you're what, a spy? So what!? Tell him the truth our lives are at stake!" Nancy insisted.
"Damnit Nancy! I've worked my whole adult life for this job, I like what I do because I'm making a difference. If I tell Jack, or anyone else for that matter, the agency will lock me up in an unknown prison, kill me, or hopefully just disavow me. The only reason you're allowed to know all this is because you've been selected to be an agent Nancy, you fit the profile. So.will you help me?" Ada asked, or more like pleaded.
"What is it exactly you need me to do?" Nancy replied, smiling.
"Throw your weapons down and come out with your hands up!" Jack screamed as his team positioned themselves strategically in the stairwell. Makarov was reloading his shotgun when STARS caught up with him.
"I'll be right with you officer." Makarov replied by the barrel of his gun, firing several warning shots down the stairwell. Jack waved his hand up, signaling his team to fall back to safety. Jack remained as STARS regrouped at the 7th floor.
"Ok, its just me now.where is the bomb." Jack asked, believing Makarov was one of the terrorists and in possession of a fictional bomb.
"Oh.I have it right here.what's your name sir." Makarov played into his lie.
"Captain Jack Summers of the Chicago STARS unit. We're not looking for any bloodshed here, so please throw your weapon out and put your hands up." Jack informed.
"I'd love to do that Jack, but I'm very busy at the moment.I have a job to do." Makarov implied, pulling out a smoke grenade from under his jacket, which also housed several extra magazines and a Desert Eagle.
"And your job is?" Jack continued the conversation while secretly his team was rounding the second set of stairs, sneaking around back to Mikhail's position.
"Assassin." Makarov said, throwing the smoke grenade to the wall and sending it bouncing downstairs. Jack didn't realize what was happening before it was too late, in a mere second after the pin was removed the grenade exploded into a fiery of thick smoke, blinding him instantly. Makarov rounded the corner and with his Desert Eagle fired at Jack, hitting him three times in the chest and sending Ada's husband to the floor.
"Pessimist." Mikhail retorted, jumping to his feet after throwing away his empty SPAS 12 in favor of the Eagle.
"Hey!!! Looking for me!?" Nancy yelled from down the hallway, waving her arms about.
"Ah, there you are." Mikhail announced, taking aim at her. Bullets hit the window behind her as Nancy dove to the left, racing down the corridor as Makarov broke into a run.
"He's coming." Nancy whispered still running, talking to Ada who was concealed behind a corner.
"Good, get to the floor below the roof and wait for me." Ada said quietly, locking the hammer of her Beretta. Nancy disappeared while a fury of loud steps boomed throughout the stairwell ahead. Ada peered around the corner as Makarov rounded the one further away, his gun in both hands to his side.
"Freeze!" Ada screamed, whipping herself out with her gun drawn fast. Mikhail, in instinct, raised his gun to retaliate, yet couldn't resist the impact of Ada's gunshot into his right arm. The heavy Desert Eagle dropped to the floor as blood spurt out from his gunshot wound.
"You again.I have to admit out of the agents I've killed you are the most intriguing, and annoying." Makarov stated while holding his arm tight.
"You're little assassin game is over Mikhail, I'll consider not shooting you here if you divulge information worth my time." Ada confided with her stance firm as she held the gun high, this little piece of machinery making her in control.
"Yeah, right.I've heard of HCF's famous little deals." Makarov replied, his head filling with dizziness as blood loss became an issue.
"Think hard Makarov, you are not in control. I'm the one with the gun here.who in Biotech hired you, and how did you get the list of potential agents?" Ada interrogated while motioning him to turn around with his hands on his head.
"I'll tell you nothing, woman. You won't do anything to me." Makarov insisted.
"You don't know how wrong you are Mikhail, last chance here. I may not get the information I want, but at least I'll know one of the worlds best assassins won't kill again." Ada threatened, pressing the barrel of the pistol into his skull after he dropped to his knees, hands still behind his head.
"That would be a shame, the pleasure I had killing that police officer down there.you should have seen his face." Makarov began to cough out small laughs while Ada realized what he meant.
"Police officer.?" She finally choked out.
"Officer Jack Summers of the Chicago STARS unit." Mikhail imitated Jack's introduction earlier, sending Ada into both a fit of panic but a surge of rage.
She had been bluffing to him. Under orders from the High Council, Agents were not to eliminate Makarov without receiving information helpful to HCF's cause. Fighting herself not to pull the trigger, Ada lifted the gun up and without realizing what was going on slammed the butt of the pistol into the back of his head. Even before he hit the floor unconscious, Ada was already in full speed, racing down the hallway back to the stairwell.
"Jack!!!" Ada screamed, racing down the steps and almost fighting through the remains of the smoke grenade. Jumping down to his side, she noticed he was still breathing, yet at dangerous intervals. His eyes were cloudy, and he fought to stay conscious. Ada pulled open his Kevlar vest, which had stopped two of the three bullets. The third however had skimmed across the side of this throat, which caused extensive bleeding. Realizing his STARS team must be taking the third stairwell to the floor above, he would be alone for some time before anyone came back to check on him.
"The phone!!" Her senses kicked back in, giving her room to think now. Pulling the cell-phone out from her pocket, she prayed she was high enough to get a signal while she dialed HCF's security line.
"Cronoton Enterprises, how may I direct your call?" A woman asked.
"This is a family emergency, I need to get in touch with your janitorial department.." Ada replied after saying the emergency access code.
"One moment please." The woman said, giving her access to Security Section's main line.
"Security section." A man now responded.
"This is Special Agent Ada Wong, I have an officer down at 1324 Gerard Drive, 6th floor." Ada sobbed, holding Jack's wound with her hand to keep pressure.
"Agent Wong we have an intercept team on the way already, we would have been there sooner yet Biotech Agent's prevented air support." The man informed.
"Understood, when will they be here!?" Ada wept, trying to hold back tears as Jack felt colder by the minute.
"Three minutes, they're dressed as medics. We were going to call in a fake injury to the scene, however the officer down will do. Agent Wong I need the name of the officer."
"Jack Summers, he's..he's Captain of STARS." Ada coughed out finally.
"Jack Summers? Isn't he."
"My husband yes! Just.call in the officer down and inform the roadblock medics are on the way. I'll be bringing in both the girl and Makarov." Ada said.
"Leave them both there Ada, the medics will take them to a safe location. You need to get out of there before the STARS team finds you and the downed officer. All right.Intel just sent up a map of the building, get to the basement and use the storm cellar to access the adjoining building. Get moving." The man hung up. Ada turned back to Jack and saw he was almost conscious. As he stared up at her with his eyes half closed, a horrific face overcame him.
"..Ada.?" He said, finally falling into a sleep as the blood loss kicked in. Ada rose to a stance slowly, she as in a state of shock. The loud sirens of the ambulance floated through the air outside as the HCF team arrived.
"Jack!!" One of the STARS officers yelled in horror as they all found their Captain unconscious on the floor. Further down the hallway came the medic team, two of them splitting up to go upstairs after Nancy and Makarov. Ada was already gone when they all arrived.
In the basement, she merely sat on the steps, blood across her blouse and pants, crying in the murky darkness