This could be Peter's show, seen as the man was sure of himself. Right now Mandras wasn't concerned with a power play, if Peter wanted the control he could have it, so long as he cleared up this mess and put them back on the road to the results they needed. It never occurred to him that Peters relaxed facade was to do exactly that, show Mandras just who was in charge, despite this 'equal' partnership.
"Well what do we do, fight them? I've got a pretty impressive ammunition room but there may not be enough of us to take them all on. I have three men did you come alone or bring a team..." He slowed his frantic ramblings to a stop as he realised Peter was grinning again, that cocky amused self confident grin that told you he had everything under control.
Peter moved around Mandras, trying not to laugh as he realised the younger man was already asking him what to do, he was in charge here. He placed his silver briefcase on the desk and opened it up, taking out a small square device from its foam cushioning. He flicked a switch and it turned on, it was a monitoring device. Mandras moved closer to get a better view, the screen was small but the vision clear.
"I installed it in the barn myself. We have a view of outside and inside. I left the two men I brought with me in the barn, they'll play dumb and get rid of the men coming. If anything happens, we will see it here. If we have to, we can take them out."
Mandras nodded his head in agreement with the plan, his eyes never leaving the screen, he didn't want to miss a thing. Right now the two men were pulling the bonnet of the truck up, making it look as though they were busy for the agents who would be here soon. As flick of the switch and the screen switched to the outside camera, sure enough two men in suits were heading there way. They watched intently as they approached the barn with caution, there standard government vehicle parked a few feet away from the wooden doors.
Jack pushed himself up on his feet as he felt himself shiver from the coldness of the room. He began to pace in the little space provided knowing that he would be in worse shape if he didn't move and the cold set in. His head was still aching but he wanted to be prepared in case something should happen. Prepared for whom, he wasn't sure. His captures, sure; he needed to protect himself. But he needed to be more than ready if he had the chance to get him and Nina out of there, then there was only one more thing he needed to complete...
His pacing got faster as he thought about getting the chance, knowing he would have to let her live for the information she held, if it ever came to this. He had already stopped himself from giving in to his urge to kill her once today, and was terrified he wouldn't be strong enough if the opportunity repeated itself. Even more worry-worthy was the part of him said the action would be worth it, the consequence of losing her data. He shook his head to rid of the thought, he couldn't think like that, they needed her. He sternly reminded himself he would be responsible for the deaths of millions if he didn't save her. He just hoped that was enough to stop him if he got the chance - and boy did he crave that second chance...
Mandras bit his lip as he watched the men enter the barn, it seemed that Peter was equally tense. The device didn't come with the luxury of sound but it was easy to comprehend what was happening. The two men flashed there badges at the startled men and then they spoke for a few minutes. All four men were smiling, it was clear that Peters men were being friendly to the intruders. After a few minutes had passed the two men walked the agents to the doors and let them out, but not before wishing them luck in there investigation and shaking hands. Mandras couldn't help but grin as he realised they were in the clear, Peter smiled at his reaction, 'That's my boys,' he chuckled in an amused voice. They were in the clear, nothing could stop them now.