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Danny McCoy was scared! He wanted to scream; but he couldn't. He wanted to shout; but he couldn't. And most of all, he wanted to cry; but he couldn't. He couldn't make a noise, not after what he had seen. Just after the CIA guy left the only other live marine that was being held captive starting shouting and screaming and that's when it happened. A masked man in all black came into the cell and shot him point blank into the head. Danny watched in horror as his fellow marine's lifeless body slumped to the floor.

That was days ago and now the ghastly smell of rotting flesh from the dead marines was now surrounding Danny, making him nauseous.

Click!

The doors lock clicked open and a woman walked in with a tray of bread and small bowl filled with water. Danny looked up at the woman with tired blood shot eyes. He slowly reached for the water and took one sip before spitting it out. It was disgusting and it looked like it was the color black.

"Didn't your mother teach you any table manners?" Danny looked up so quickly his neck cracked and he groaned in pain. But what he saw put hope back into his heart and lit a fire within his eyes. It was the harsh voice of Ed Deline that brought this back to Danny and he tried to stand up, but a guard suddenly came forward and stopped him from doing so. Then a third party walked into the room, John Deline.

"We gave you your money, now can we please take him with us?"

The Iraqi looked up at Ed and John and smiled. "You know you are not the only people who do research on people. Mr. Ed Deline, of the Montecito. That is correct is it not?"

"Oh shit!" John mumbled he then whispered to Ed, "Now can I do it?"

"Yes!" Was the only reply he received from Ed.

"Well it was nice working with you!" John then pulled out a single 9mm Smith and Wesson, pointed at the Iraqi and let the single shot ring out within the cell. The Iraqi eyes were wide as he fell to the ground in front of Danny. "Opps! I think I killed him!" Danny looked at John in horror, "If you work for the CIA Danny, you have to learn to kill someone without feeling anything." Ed went over to Danny and pulled out a bottle of water; which he opened and gave to Danny. John watched him attempt to chug the water down and stopped him. "Slow sips, if you're dehydrated don't drink it too fast, slow sips." Danny looked up John as if he was the devil himself, but did as he was told.

After he finished the bottle of water both Ed and John helped Danny up and then proceeded to walk out of the cell. Once they walked a few yards away from the cell John pulled three more guns from wherever he had hidden them he turned to Danny, "take these, you'll need them!"

"What do you mean I'll need them?" Just as he asked the question he got his answer, two of the three doors that were surrounding them opened up and three guards with guns came out of one door and three more came out of the other door with swords. Ed immediately walked over to the first guy with a sword. The three swordsmen all lunged at Ed, who is incredibly agile for his age, darted to the side, punching one in the face while grabbing another's shirt and pulling him back, snatching the sword out of his hand, Ed gave a quick slice across his neck before looking up at the other two. This time Ed moved first, lunging into one, before turning around and putting an elbow into the others face knocking him out cold. Just as the last one was about to make a lung for Ed, a small neat hole appeared in his forehead. They all turn to see the three gunmen shedding off robes to reveal them to be marines.

Once they identified themselves, John walked over to Danny held out his hands and said, "You uh, won't need my guns anymore, I'd like them back!" Danny gave John his guns back. "Now lets get the hell out of here!" Slowly helping Danny John and Ed walked out of the building and straight into a jeep, where they were driven to a large C-130 aircraft, they were put on and half an hour later the plane began to move. Danny was already asleep.

A few hours later Danny was being woken up by Ed. "Danny get up, this is where we get off!"

"Ed, where are we?"

"Heathrow, we're getting on my plane, oh and Danny the faster you get off this the plane, the sooner you can get on mine and take a shower."

That was all the motivation Danny needed, he jumped up and let Ed take him to one of the Montecito's jets. Once inside, Ed tossed Danny a bag with some of his stuff in it and said, "Hurry up and get a shower will ya, you're stinkin' up my plane!"

With a smile on his face Danny turned and went into the bathroom to get a shower!


The end of the chapter!!! Update soon!!!!!!!!!!!!! Guess what the next chapter is called 'The Reunion' hmmmmmmmmmmm wonder what that means!!!!!! ;)

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