Chapter 20:

They had entered the building silently, not giving the two Chileans any chance to realize they were present. They had taken the whole investigation this far, they wouldn't risk to jeopardize it on the last minutes before they would succeed. This needed to go down perfectly and so far they had done anything to achieve it.

As soon as they were up the stairs and in front of the door to the dwelling of Francesco de Vierra – the place, where both men were at right now – the primary attempt of being quite vanished. It was a moment of organized chaos, a moment of adrenaline rush as they entered the dwelling, broke into it.

The two men were hit by the invasion to their private rooms completely unaware. They really hadn't been expecting this, feeling completely safe in their little haven. Jack even suspected they had been having a lot of fun about the fact that the federal agency of this country would not be able to track them down, although they had almost killed a federal agent.

Well – they had been wrong about that.

The reaction of the two men was differing from each other like night was from day. Francesco de Vierra tried to escape immediately, getting up from the couch he had been sitting on and trying to get next door, out of range of the agents swarming into his place.

He never sustained a chance. He was held back, taken down and put in handcuffs before he even had the chance to take more than two steps away from the couch. He cursed at his attackers in Spanish and he didn't seem to run out of words to do so. He was in rage and he was most probably also afraid. This attack to his privacy had cost him a lot of his self-assurance. He had been found and he had never believed this would happen.

„Francesco – calmate!"

Cristobal Adamén gave the exact order to his partner, who silenced himself immediately. His reaction went alongside with what he had done as soon as the federal agents entered the room. He had simply stayed seated, not doing anything against the assault to his privacy in any way. The only thing he had done, was putting the book down he had been reading.

He was quiet, paying close attention to what was going on around him and he didn't seem very worried about this whole situation after all. For Jack's liking he was much to calm. He obviously had been better prepared for an event like that than his partner. Or he simply had better nerves... From what Elizabeth had told him, that was most probable.

Jack however didn't waste any time to think about Cristobal Adamén's reaction. He hadn't come here to profile this guy, he was here to arrest him and that was exactly what he would be doing. He knew he was supposed to stay neutral on this one, but he couldn't keep a tone of triumph from his voice when he spoke up to the two men.

„Cristobal Adamén, Francesco de Vierra – you are under arrest."

„What for – what have we done, what do you arrest us for?"

„For the murder on 228 people in an imprisonment camp during the dictatorship in your homecountry."

Jack had thought about adding the assault on Danny, but he knew he couldn't do this. There was no proof whatsoever for such a suggestion and he wouldn't do it – although he deeply wished to blame the ones responsible for the crime they had commited.

Adamén was looking at him in disbelief like he had never heard about this camp or even the dictatorship ever before. He wore a confused smile on his face and stayed seated in the chair they had found him in, the book still held in his hands. He seemed not willing to get up from his comfortable position.

„Come on now."

But he wasn't allowed to stay there any longer. Martin – already deeply enraged about the elder Chilean's first reaction – was forcefully grabbing the older man by his arm, which caused him to wince in discomfort. He tried to pull away from the younger agent, but Martin wouldn't let go.

„There's no need to be rude."

This was exactly what Jack had feared about this situation – he wouldn't give them any chance to force a situation where they could claim they had been harrassed or treated badly during the arrest. Martin was just on the edge of giving them a reason.

He stepped beside the other agent, gently holding him by the arm and silently advising him to let go of the other man. Martin hesitated for some more seconds before he looked at Jack and nodded slightly. He finally released the other man from his grib, taking a step backwards and giving Jack a chance to deal with the Chilean.

„I would highly advice you to cooperate. Then there will be no need to be rude."

Adamén didn't seem frightened by his words. As he was still wearing a smile on his face, it seemed more like he was actually amused about this whole situation. Jack could feel his temper rise because of that fact and was immediately reminded of what Elizabeth had told him about this man – that he was able to get to the core of everyone's emotion simply with words. Well, Adamén hadn't even needed words to achieve that on both him and Martin.

He was slowly getting up from the chair he had been sitting in, holding his hands out to Martin who had just tried to force him to move from that chair. He obviously waited for the younger agent to handcuff him – or better said waited for him to harrass him again. But Martin didn't seem willing to play alongside, he didn't give in to what Adamén tried.

„We are both taking the right of having a lawyer. After your little, melodramatic performance that seems deeply necessary to me."

He was trying it again and this time he was actually using words to do so. He was insulting them – although in a subtile way without ever getting inpolite or loud. He wanted them to show emotion and was willing to risk to get hurt just to make them do a mistake. His attempts however were pretty fruitless. Jack simply answered his question, although he couldn't keep a slightly threatening tone from it.

„You definitely should do that."