Chapter 11, More disclosures

Michelle drove nervously to the abandoned warehouse. It easn't always abandoned. It was one of the places that her father had somewhat owned. He would take her there-torture her, have rats eat on her wounds.

She hoped Tony remembered which place the rat place was. Michelle didn't know what she would do if he didn't show up. But she couldn't think about that now. She had to concentrate on the here and now. Calming herself, she pulled into the parking lot and got out of the car.

"I knew you'd end up here eventually," a voice said as she entered the warehouse.

"I didn't have that much of a choice did I?" Michelle bantered with more courage than she felt and looked around.

"Still can't see me, can you?" His voice was filled with laughter.

"We'll see who has the last laugh," Michelle was determined not to let him see how much he scared her.

"It will be me." Michael jumped down in front of her. "As we speak, your ex-husband and friends are walking into a bomb. The second they step on that property-boom!" He let out a laugh. "There's no one here to save you Michelle. I don't know how that ex of yours figured out the warehouse building—probably he remembered you mentioning it; but that doesn't matter now. And luckily, that's not where you went. Such a shame—so many people ying because of you."

Tony felt chills go up and down his spine as he saw Michael close in on Michelle. However, he knew he had to save Jack and the others first. He knew that Michelle would never forgive him if he didn't. He had to go outside and make the phone call. He prayed that she could handle herself for a little while longer.

Meanwhile, Michelle's breathe caught as Michael closed in on her. "If only you would have kept your mouth shut and let me come to you—at your place or Tony's. I hear the two of you are heating things up again. Too bad that won't last. But then again, that was the point. That's what Rodriguez and I both wanted."

Michelle's eyes widened. "I see all the pieces are finally coming together. Rodriguez wanted Tony to suffer and I wanted you. Did you know that I've escaped three times over the past two years? All thanks to Rodriguez. Yep. And each time Tony kept getting in the way of me taking you. But not this time. This time you have no one left."

Michael pulled her in for a kiss. Michelle fought but then screamed as Michael ineted her with a needle. "We'll see who fights now," he hollered then pinned her on the floor. "It's time for the rats," he whispered in her ear as Michelle lost conciousness.

Tony ended up having to go down the block for his phone to work. Cursing all the way he walked for the idiocracy of cell phones. Finally he managed to get a hold of Jack. "Jack, it's Tony—don't go to the location."

"What are you talking aout Tony? We just got here."

"Pull out now Jack. The place has been boobey-trapped."

"You're sure?"

"Yeah, Michael just told Michelle that we were all going to die at the warehouse. I've got to go get Michelle. I'm sending you my coordinates."

Jack called Bill on a secure line and updated him on what was going on.

Tony didn't hesitate in putting a bullet in Michael's head as he snuck up behind him. He did two at close range—in the head, just to be sure. The shots bolted Michelle awake but she was still kind've out of it.

"Tony? Am I dead?"

"No, sweetheart you're alive. Very much alive."

"The team that-," Michelle started.

"They're fine Michelle. Just fine."

"It was Rodriguez, Tony," Michelle tried to say softly.

"Ssh, baby. We can talk later."

"No. I don't know if-," Michelle swallowed. "If I don't make it, you have to clear your name. Rodriguez helped my father in exchange for getting rid of you. The missing link was Rodriguez." Michelle past out then.