I'm sorry guys this is all I've got and I don't have a clue where I'm going with this but I hope this in some way makes up for the lack of updates. Please enjoy and hopefully I can crank out more soon.
"Kill him"
"And hello to you too, Jessica." Harvey greeted as he entered a large modern office.
The tall ebony woman who spoke turned from the large pane window overlooking the city and walked to her desk.
"This isn't a game, Harvey." She sank into her chair glaring at the man opposite her as he took a seat.
"I know I'm not playing a game."
"But you are playing none the less."
Harvey only smirked at this.
"Damnit, Harvey!" Jessica began to let her cool exterior slip. "You're jeopardizing everyone and for what? To have some fun? Well you're not dragging me down with you. Either you take care of this or I will be forced to."
"Jessica Pearson getting her hands dirty?" Harvey kept his flippant attitude.
"How do you think I've stayed in this business for so long? I've been doing this a helluva lot longer than you have and I've done whatever I needed to ensure that. So don't think for a minute I'm going to let someone like you ruin that for me."
Harvey straightened himself out before speaking.
"Look, Jessica, I'll cover my ass you don't have to worry about that. He'll prove useful to us and then…" He gave a thoughtful look. "I'll get rid of him."
Mike stared at the silver knob of the door he had entered through earlier, his mind running a mile a minute debating to stay or take his chance. He peered through the peephole and couldn't see a soul in sight. Someone could've been hiding off to the side but surely the man hadn't left him there unguarded. Unless the man was confident in his resources to find everything about him. He would need to get his grandmother to safety and he couldn't exactly rely on the police's response time. Who would be faster? Them or the highly skilled man?
It was a risk he would have to take to get out of this nightmare. With that he yanked open the door and before he could make a run for it he collided into something. Or rather someone.
Harvey was sent reeling back from the unexpected collision as Mike's body slammed into him. It took a few moments for Harvey to regain his composure before he grabbed Mike's arm to keep him from bolting. But Mike, caught off guard, was too scared to scamper off and was instead dragged back inside into his captor's home.
"Not a smart move." Harvey reprimanded as he flung Mike to the sofa.
"It took you, what-?" He glanced at his watch, "47 minutes to finally make a run for it."
Mike looked in disbelief at his own, much, much less expensive watch. Time had flown in the space of looking around the condo to finally trying to escape. But it seemed that everything had been moving so fast since the bank.
"Where'd you go?" Mike finally managed to ask.
"Take care of some business."
"Me, right?" Mike grew bolder but more frightened as was afraid of the end result. "With your boss? J?"
"What makes you think that?" Harvey raised his brow in intrigue.
"That pretty redhead back then. She had some words with you. I thought she was maybe your boss until I overheard her mention someone mention named J who seems higher up on the ladder."
"First of all that-readhead is not my superior." Harvey chuckled humorlessly.
"And as far as you're concerned," He placed his hand on the arm rest, looming over and trapping in a frightened Mike, "I'm the highest power here."