Chapter 5
Agent Goodrich grabbed Jack's arm, "Jack, you can't go in there by yourself, you'll get yourself as well as your son killed, if he's in there."
"I have to find him."
"We will Jack." The agent continued. "My surveillance team counts ten known armed hostiles, possibly more inside." He handed Jack some binoculars. "The front of the building here is made up of several offices, we think that's where the leader is making the calls. The back houses the generator and plant where it meets the river. As far as we know, there are only four hostages; everyone else had already gone home for the day. No sign of a boy."
"He's in there. The son of a bitch threatened my family." Jack began to check his weapons. "I'm getting a closer look."
Just then, the phone he still held rang, "Bauer."
The voice had calmed down, "Ah, Mr. Bauer, I am ready to give you our demands."
"WHERE IS MY SON?"
A pause. "What?"
"WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY SON, YOU SON OF A BITCH!"
The line went dead.
Jack cursed, "Damnit!"
Hassan put down the phone with a blank look on his face. Ariz nervously asked, "What is it? What's wrong?"
"He thinks we have his son."
Ariz was confused, "What? Why? We only have those four hostages in there, none of them could be young enough. You didn't—"
"No!" But then Hassan smiled, "But we could use this to our advantage. Parents will do anything you tell them to get their children back unharmed. This one should be no different. These Americans will not shoot their way in if they think a child is in here."
Ariz wasn't so sure. He was nervous about the whole plan and did not share his leader's confidence. He hesitated, "I..I don't know Hassan."
Ariz was the smaller of the two at five-three, dwarfed by Hassan by over a foot. Hassan's over six-foot frame and muscular build were imposing, and he used that to bully those around him. He was not used to being questioned.
"Do not question me again. Now, go check on the others, make sure everything is secure."
Ariz scurried off, leaving Hassan alone.
A voice came over the radio on Agent Goodrich's shoulder, "Sir, we have some movement inside, north side."
"Copy that, keep me updated." He turned to Jack, "Give me a description of Ryan."
Jack looked down and closed his eyes, "Eight, about four foot eight, blonde hair, last seen wearing..." Jack tried to remember what Ryan had on at home before he left, "Wearing a blue spider man t-shirt and denim shorts, and a black hooded jacket."
Agent Goodrich put his hand on Jack's shoulder and spoke into his radio again. "All teams, be on the lookout for another potential hostage, a boy, eight years old, blonde hair, blue t-shirt, jean shorts, black jacket."
Several responses, "Negative, sir. All four known hostages are in the south most office, no boy."
Jack was frustrated, "That place is too big, there is no way to know where he is being held, I have to go in. Alone."
Ryan got up on the seat and looked out the window. The coast was clear and it was quiet. He opened the door and looked around again. He pulled his hood over his head and moved the blanket that had been covering him.
He climbed out of his father's Expedition and silently shut the door, taking cover by the front wheel. He clasped his hand and pointed them in front of him like he was carrying a gun.
Ryan had stowed away in the back seat of his dad's truck when he heard Jack on the phone. Curiosity got the best of him; he wanted to see CTU for himself. His mom had never allowed him to go there, fearing that he would get ideas in his head. She also thought it was too dangerous.
He hid under a blanket and waited as Jack went in the building. He waited for a while and had been ready to start exploring when his dad suddenly came back to the car and drove to the site.
Ryan looked around at the swirling police lights and the SWAT teams in the distance and thought, this is so much cooler than a boring CTU building. He whispered to himself, "Special Agent Ryan Bauer has been called to the scene."
He scurried along the empty cars to the adjacent line of shrubs, hiding in the shadows. "Agent Bauer has been training his whole life for situations like this. He will make the bad guys pay."
Ryan slowly made his way around to the back of the building, taking note of the sentries posted inside the entrances. He wanted a closer look.
To Be Continued...
Note: So, who thought Ryan was really Kimnapped? Tricked ya! I bet you were thinking, oh no, not another of Jack's kids getting kidnapped, it's been done so many times already. Little Ryan is more mischievous than Kim could ever be.
Agent Goodrich grabbed Jack's arm, "Jack, you can't go in there by yourself, you'll get yourself as well as your son killed, if he's in there."
"I have to find him."
"We will Jack." The agent continued. "My surveillance team counts ten known armed hostiles, possibly more inside." He handed Jack some binoculars. "The front of the building here is made up of several offices, we think that's where the leader is making the calls. The back houses the generator and plant where it meets the river. As far as we know, there are only four hostages; everyone else had already gone home for the day. No sign of a boy."
"He's in there. The son of a bitch threatened my family." Jack began to check his weapons. "I'm getting a closer look."
Just then, the phone he still held rang, "Bauer."
The voice had calmed down, "Ah, Mr. Bauer, I am ready to give you our demands."
"WHERE IS MY SON?"
A pause. "What?"
"WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY SON, YOU SON OF A BITCH!"
The line went dead.
Jack cursed, "Damnit!"
Hassan put down the phone with a blank look on his face. Ariz nervously asked, "What is it? What's wrong?"
"He thinks we have his son."
Ariz was confused, "What? Why? We only have those four hostages in there, none of them could be young enough. You didn't—"
"No!" But then Hassan smiled, "But we could use this to our advantage. Parents will do anything you tell them to get their children back unharmed. This one should be no different. These Americans will not shoot their way in if they think a child is in here."
Ariz wasn't so sure. He was nervous about the whole plan and did not share his leader's confidence. He hesitated, "I..I don't know Hassan."
Ariz was the smaller of the two at five-three, dwarfed by Hassan by over a foot. Hassan's over six-foot frame and muscular build were imposing, and he used that to bully those around him. He was not used to being questioned.
"Do not question me again. Now, go check on the others, make sure everything is secure."
Ariz scurried off, leaving Hassan alone.
A voice came over the radio on Agent Goodrich's shoulder, "Sir, we have some movement inside, north side."
"Copy that, keep me updated." He turned to Jack, "Give me a description of Ryan."
Jack looked down and closed his eyes, "Eight, about four foot eight, blonde hair, last seen wearing..." Jack tried to remember what Ryan had on at home before he left, "Wearing a blue spider man t-shirt and denim shorts, and a black hooded jacket."
Agent Goodrich put his hand on Jack's shoulder and spoke into his radio again. "All teams, be on the lookout for another potential hostage, a boy, eight years old, blonde hair, blue t-shirt, jean shorts, black jacket."
Several responses, "Negative, sir. All four known hostages are in the south most office, no boy."
Jack was frustrated, "That place is too big, there is no way to know where he is being held, I have to go in. Alone."
Ryan got up on the seat and looked out the window. The coast was clear and it was quiet. He opened the door and looked around again. He pulled his hood over his head and moved the blanket that had been covering him.
He climbed out of his father's Expedition and silently shut the door, taking cover by the front wheel. He clasped his hand and pointed them in front of him like he was carrying a gun.
Ryan had stowed away in the back seat of his dad's truck when he heard Jack on the phone. Curiosity got the best of him; he wanted to see CTU for himself. His mom had never allowed him to go there, fearing that he would get ideas in his head. She also thought it was too dangerous.
He hid under a blanket and waited as Jack went in the building. He waited for a while and had been ready to start exploring when his dad suddenly came back to the car and drove to the site.
Ryan looked around at the swirling police lights and the SWAT teams in the distance and thought, this is so much cooler than a boring CTU building. He whispered to himself, "Special Agent Ryan Bauer has been called to the scene."
He scurried along the empty cars to the adjacent line of shrubs, hiding in the shadows. "Agent Bauer has been training his whole life for situations like this. He will make the bad guys pay."
Ryan slowly made his way around to the back of the building, taking note of the sentries posted inside the entrances. He wanted a closer look.
To Be Continued...
Note: So, who thought Ryan was really Kimnapped? Tricked ya! I bet you were thinking, oh no, not another of Jack's kids getting kidnapped, it's been done so many times already. Little Ryan is more mischievous than Kim could ever be.