April 15 4:30 PM Moscow Hotel
MacDougall, Paul, and Monique were hanging at the bar as usual when Drake and Wallace arrived both had tense looks.
"Hey lads why the long faces?" MacDougall asked.
"Well for some reason we can't contact Hernandez, he's not answering his phone" Drake answered worriedly.
"That's odd, when was the last time you talked to him" Paul asked.
"A couple days ago, said he had to meet with Martinov, but when I spoke to Martinov he said Hernandez never arrived" Drake once again dialed Hernandez number and was once again met with his voicemail.
Martinov and 3 other men arrived at the bar, Martinov had a serious almost angry look.
"How could you? you traitorous rat!" Martinov angrily walked towards Drake on as 2 of his men held him back.
"What are you talking about Martinov?! What's going on?" Drake asked confused.
"One of you or maybe all of you tipped off Kandinsky and now he had fled Russia" Martinov cursed the CIA agents.
"Who tipped who off? I don't know what's going on here" MacDougall intervened.
"I spoke with Valery earlier, he told me that one of you compromised the identities of the agents and law enforcement officers in Kandinsky's syndicate, several of them have already been found and killed. The FSS confirmed it was someone in the CIA, should have known better than to trust Americans" Martinov kicked over a bar stool in anger.
The EOA operatives stood dumbfounded MacDougall then spoke up.
"So... It's got to be Hernandez, can't be Wallace or Drake"
"Bullshit, Hernandez has been with the CIA for 15 years and before that was with the DEA, he took down Javier Garza, one of the biggest drug kingpins in Mexico in the early 80s" Drake protested.
"People can change, being a cop I can tell you people are good at hiding who they really are" Paul said as he paid for his drink.
MacDougall put a hand on Martinov's shoulder and assured him.
"Sir, we will find out who's behind it, if it is Hernandez or anyone else in the CIA they will be found and held accountable"
Wallace arrived a few minutes later and the Drake briefed him on the information they received.
"Well shit, can't believe Hernandez could do something like that, part of me doubts it but part of me also thinks its true" Wallace said as he took a bite from his burger.
"Well lad like Paul said, people are good at hiding who they are" MacDougall said as he poured himself a scotch from the bottle he ordered.
Monique decided to head upstairs to her room to shower
"I'm going to go shower I'll leave you men to your talk" she said as she got up from the booth.
Outside the hotel a black Hummer H2 pulled up in front and 4 men in green suit and ties exited the SUV and head inside the hotel. As the men walked in they were greeted by the receptionist a young blonde haired women.
"Hello, how can I hel-" The receptionist was unable to finish as one of the men fatally shot her in the chest with a silenced Beretta M9.
"Halt!" a security guards yelled as he drew his pistol but was shot in the head.
"He's got a gun!" one of the bystanders yelled.
"What the hell" Wallace said as he drew his glock 17.
Paul, MacDougall, Drake and Martinov also drew their guns and a gun fight erupted as they took cover behind the counter. Paul and MacDougall gunned down 2 of the men when more reinforcements arrived.
"Shite, what about the lass upstairs?! someone try to get to her" MacDougall called out as bullets zinged passed his ear.
"Fucking shit I'm out and the rest of the guns are in the car" Paul cursed.
"I've got plenty in my room, if we can take out these jokers we can make our way up there and get Monique as well" MacDougall said as he shot another assailant.
MacDougall picked up one the guns on the ground and fired as more assailants dressed in green attire arrived. About 3 more car loads of the men arrived.
"MacDougall, you and Paul head up, me, Martinov, and Wallace will cover you" Drake called out.
"Very well, watch your arse sir" MacDougall replied.
Monique had just gotten out the shower, after dressing herself she made her way out of her room when she heard a voice.
"Hey lady" a man called out, he was wearing a green shirt, with khakis and black combat boots.
"Wha-" before Monique could respond she was hit with the buttstock of an AK74 and knocked out.
The man then talked through a walkie talkie.
"We got one of them Mr. McCarthy, the girl specifically, over"
"Splendid, now take her and we'll bring her to my bar in Khamovniki, over"
"Yes sir, over"
The man picked up Monique and carried her down 7 flights of stairs and through the back door of the hotel where she was tied and gagged and put in the back of a green armored Escalade, in the passenger seat was Kennedy McCarthy and in the driver seat another man in green attire wearing a baclava.
"Call off the attack, we got one of the EOA agents at least" McCarthy ordered.
"The grunt, spoke through the walkie talkie and called off the attack before getting in the Escalade and leaving.
"Why are they leaving?" Martinov asked confused.
Wallace, Martinov, and Drake looked on as the men drove off.
"I'll radio someone to go after them" Martinov said.
Paul and MacDougall arrived at their floor and made their way to Monique's room but noticed the door was open wide.
"Why is the door open?" MacDougall questioned as he and Paul entered.
Monique was nowhere in sight, both Paul and MacDougall dialed her phone only to find it ringing on the table.
"Now she's gone too, what the hell" MacDougall cursed dialing Drake's number.
"Drake, Monique is gone"
"Gone?, what do you mean gone?" Drake asked.
"I mean she's not here, she went to go take a bath earlier, shortly before the chaos"
After clearing the hotel MacDougall and Paul loaded up their guns and headed downstairs to the bar to meet with the others. Drake instructed the men to head to a safehouse on the outskirts of the city that is used by Hernandez and Drake as the hotel was shut down due to the carnage.
"We need to get to the bottom of this quickly, this operation is becoming too costly with the amount of damage and casualties" Martinov said sternly
Everyone else agreed and began heading to the location.
"I'll take the girls ride, you take mine" Wallace said to Drake.
After about an hour they arrived at the safehouse, an old dacha in a wooded area. Once there they sat in the living room and on the table was a board with pictures of Kandinsky and his remaining lieutenants. Drake then briefed the operatives.
"With Hong and Arakelian out of the picture Kandinsky has to rely on his remaining lieutenants to pick up the slack. Kennedy McCarthy who runs Kandinsky's illegal gambling rackets has lost several of his illegal gambling dens in Kazakhstan and Kyrgyzstan according to the reports that Martinov received from FSS agents working in those places. Valery called and said the guys who hit the hotel are members of the Green Army led by McCarthy, they might have taken Monique while she was showering"
"Bastards, where are they?!" MacDougall asked all fired up.
"Relax, the last thing we need is be reckless and possibly end up getting her killed. There's an abandoned church in the Tagansky district where it's believed that McCarthy has an illegal gambling den in the churches basement run by Sean Mason, an Irish expat who is a captain of Mccarthy's Tagansky crew" Drake turned to MacDougall "Use your people skills to "persuade" him into giving up the location where Monique might be held"
MacDougall cracked his knuckles and stood up.
"It'll be a fuckin pleasure"
Paul and Wallace were about to follow him when, MacDougall shook his head.
"I'll show these washed up IRA bastards, you 2 deal with Seung" MacDougall said.
"Going on your own could be suicide" Wallace warned.
"Nonsense, I can handle this on my own" MacDougall said as he made his way to his Vanquish.
"That cowboy shit is gonna get him killed" Paul said shaking his head.
"Don't worry about me lad, I've dropped dozens of jokers more than you and anyone here combined, just worry about Seung and I'll worry about McCarthy"
"As much as I don't agree, he's got a point if we could take down both Seung and McCarthy all that leaves is the Kandinsky brothers, and after all this is Michael MacDougall were talking about, guy has dealt with the IRA before" Drake explained to Paul and Wallace.
"Just listen to Drake lads, after I round up the rebel I'll drop by and help with Seung" McDougall said with a cocky smirk as he sped off.
The Donegal Pub, Khamovniki District, Moscow
6:30 PM
McCarthy was on the phone with Seung.
"Where the hell were ya? you and Vlad were a no show" McCarthy said angrily.
"Our men were intercepted by police, so we couldn't go, I spoke with Vladimir and he agreed to reimburse you on the loss of your men" Seung said apologetically.
"Thank you, but I dont care about the men, they can be easily replaced, but authorities have destroyed my operations in Kyrgyzstan and Kazakhstan, there's a probably an undercover in one of your factions that you missed, maybe that CIA agent can tell ya" McCarthy said.
"I'll tell Mr. Kandinsky, did you manage to eliminate the threat?"
"No, my men managed to kidnap one of them, the frenchwoman Monique Lapointe. We have her in the basement of my bar, Vlad's coming to interrogate and then eliminate her tomorrow"
"Alright we will speak again tomorrow, take care" Seung said hanging up.
"Ugh..." Monique moaned as she slowly regained consciousness. She moaned again grinding her teeth as she felt a sharp pain in her head when she tried to stand up but couldn't realizing she was tied to the chair.
"I see you've awaken my dear, did you have a good nap?" McCarthy asked amused at her reaction.
"Let, me out of here you fucking pig" she tried to spit at McCarthy but missed.
"Need to work on your aim darling" McCarthy taunted.
"I know who you are, and my partners will come for you" Monique growled.
"By the time your comrades come for ya, it will be too late, what a shame too a beautiful lass like yourself shouldn't have to die" McCarthy said. Although he wouldn't admit it he admired the frenchwoman's beauty. "Struggle all you want dear but you won't be able to break free from there"
Monique remained calm hoping someone would rescue her before something happened.