Chapter 7

With their plan formulated, the SWAT team along with John and Bo headed to the site Natalie had found. There was a cabin on the grounds where the flowers had been planted that the team felt sure was being used as Haver's hideout.

Natalie sat down in the chair next to the desk and sighed happily. She had helped find Haver. Finally he was going to get what was coming to him after all these years. When she stood, she knocked over the papers that were on the desk. Swearing under her breath, she knelt down to pick them up. As she started to stand, something caught her eye. There was a small silver disk under the desk. She reached for it and it detached easily. A chill ran down her spine. It couldn't be. Could it?

She put it in her pocket and walked quickly to the break room. She had seen Detective Baker heading in there a few minutes ago. He was the most senior officer there at the moment, having missed out on going along for the arrest because of being out on another call.

"Baker?"

He turned and smiled at Natalie. "Hey Buchanan. What's up?"

She held her finger to her lips, praying that he wouldn't give anything away. She pulled the disk from her pocket and begged him silently not to say anything out loud.

His eyes widened but he said nothing. He pulled a pad of paper from his pocket and wrote quickly, 'where did you find that?'

She took the paper from him and wrote back, 'in the task force room.'

"Damn."

She wrote again, 'is it what I think it is?'

He simply nodded. She left him standing there holding the bug as she ran to her car. She had to stop John and Bo. It was a setup.

John strapped the Kevlar vest securely and checked his gun one last time. He nodded at the officers waiting for his go-ahead. They began moving toward their target. If all went well, they'd have their prisoner in custody before he knew what hit him.

Natalie reached the roadblock that had been set up to keep civilians away from the cabin. The officer recognized her immediately. "What are you doing here Buchanan?"

"I don't have to explain. I've got information I have to get to the Commissioner and the Lieutenant. It's life or death, Wallace."

He could tell by the look on her face that she meant every word she said. He knew his tail would be on the line if anything happened to her but he had to trust his instincts. He moved his car out of her way and let her continue toward the cabin. At the sight of the first line of cars, she stopped the car and continued on foot. She knew was taking a chance but she had to get to them somehow.

Bo spotted her first and came running to where she was. "What the hell are you doing here Natalie?" His voice was a whisper but she could hear the anger and fear nonetheless.

"It's a trap Uncle Bo. He had the task force room bugged."

"What? Are you sure?"

She nodded, fighting to catch her breath. "I showed it to Baker, he agreed that's exactly what it was."

"Dammit! Ok we gotta regroup. I want you to go back to the roadblock."

"No way in hell. That's John in there. I'm not leaving until I know he's ok. Don't waste any more time trying to get me to leave."

Bo nodded and went to work. He had to find a way to keep his men safe. Somehow.

John looked around him and tried to find something out of place. This situation was starting to feel a little too perfect, a little too easy. His gut was screaming at him that this was a trap. But how could it be a trap? He had finally decided to follow his gut when a shot rang out from inside the cabin. The SWAT team started to react but John held up his hand.

He turned around briefly and caught sight of Natalie standing next to Bo. The fear in her eyes told him that his gut was right. However before he could move, he felt a sting in the back of his thigh. When he looked down he saw a small needle protruding from his jeans. That was the last thought he had before everything went black.