"How could you put an APB out on Donovan?" Jake demanded, placing an icepack on his nose.

"We should take you to the hospital, Jake," Monica said, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"I've had a broken nose before," Jake hissed, pushing her hand off, "we need to find Donovan."

"Donovan wouldn't kill Weisz, would he?" Cody asked, hating that he sounded so naïve.

"Under normal circumstances, no." Gina replied.

"Define normal," Monica replied sarcastically.

"John probably had Donovan chained up the whole time he had him," Tom reasoned, "all signs lead that John tortured Donovan and,"

"And what?" Alex demanded, wishing John was still alive so she could kill him herself.

"He programmed Frank to kill Weisz." Gina finished.

"Programmed," Jake laughed nervously, "you're kidding right?"

"Donovan's too stubborn and pigheaded." Cody reasoned.

"Doesn't matter how strong their will is, Cody," Monica explained, "everyone has a breaking point. Even Donovan."

"Monica's right," Gina agreed.

"What's the plan?" Alex asked.

"How can we stop Donovan without hurting him?" Monica asked, worried about his safety.

"He won't stop," Tom replied, "not until Weisz is dead."

"Okay, say we get Donovan to think he killed Weisz," Cody suggested, "then what'll happen?"

"A couple of thing could happen," Gina replied, not wanting to think of them.

"Like what?" Cody asked.

"Donovan might not ever remember killing Weisz or," Tom started to explained.

"Or what?" Jake demanded to know.

"Or Donovan could kill himself after the hit is finished."

"Oh come on!" Cody exploded, punching the dashboard, "I feel like I'm in a very bad spy movie."

"This is very much real life, Mr. Forrester," Gina spat, "are you in or not?"

"You're asking us to help you stop Donovan, right," Monica asked, "not kill him?"

"We have to do everything possible to make sure he doesn't kill Director Weisz." Tom replied, carefully choosing his words.

"We have your word you will not to kill Donovan?" Alex asked.

"Will you people grow up?" Gina exploded, "Tom and I have known Frank for years. Do you think we like the idea we might have to kill him to stop him?"

"Gina, relax," Tom bit out, "they know how we feel. Agents have Weisz under armed protection."

"And how long will that last?" Jake laughed, "Donovan's great when it comes to being sneaky."

"Tell me about it," Alex muttered, lighting another cigarette.

"Okay, we have a rogue FBI agent on the loose somewhere in Virginia, does anyone else feel like they're in the Twilight Zone?" Cody asked, in attempt to lighten things up.

"Do we know when and where Donovan is to kill Weisz?" Monica asked.

"Knowing John," Gina responded, "when we least expect it from Donovan."

"So, in other words, it could take weeks," Jake replied.

"Or months." Tom finished.

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Somewhere in Virginia.

Webber's Gun Shop

"Hey, buddy! I'll be closing in an hour," the man yelled from the doorway. As owner of one of the most popular gun ranges in town, he saw all types of people at all hours of the day and night. He watched as the patron raised a hand in acknowledgement, his attention never drifting from his target. "Damn cops! Think they own the world."

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The man grabbed the wheel and brought back the target. He pulled it down and took a long look.

Frank Donovan smiled as threw the target into the trash. It was a picture of Director Weisz with three bullet holes.