An: Thanks always for the reviews, favorites, and follows. I looked at the traffic stats and wow I did not realize so many people were reading this story. It's so awesome to know that. Here is part 2, my lovely readers.
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Chapter 5: Sacrifice for the lies - part 2
Mike walked into Bello's safe house, nodding to the guard near the doorway. He wasn't intimidate by the men with guns. After all he had trained them so he knew their skills and weaknesses. Plus they trusted him like their boss did. At least he thought. Jeremiah walked up the stairs from the basement and down a hallway until he found Mike.
"You made it. I have something you must see." He gestured down the hallway. Mike walked just in front of him, much at ease after spending some time with Abby. More at ease than he should have been.
"What's so import-" His words were cut off as a syringe was plunged into his neck when he least expected it. That was Mike's last thought before everything faded to black.
Paige sat in the phone room with Charlie working on tracing Mike's cellphone. She hit the computer monitor in frustration when they got no hits.
"This case is ruining everything. First Johnny and now Mike. What if we've been burned?" Charlie didn't stop working as she answered Paige. Finding their housemates was too important.
"Things happen when big people like Bello are involved. There is a possibility the house could be burned, but wouldn't Bello have come after the rest of us by now then? I mean, he knows Paul so he should've done something by now." Paige nodded, seeing the logic in Charlie's thinking. Graceland was most likely still intact. Only one good thing in this crappy day. Briggs walked into the room, his cellphone clutched in hand.
"Fletcher won't answer his phone. He always does." He had tried calling Fletcher to speak to Genesis again, wondering why she still wasn't back yet. Something was wrong. Honesty too many things were wrong right now.
"So we've lost contact with Nesi too? Great." Charlie stood and looked Briggs in the eyes, ignoring what Paige had just said.
"Seriously, Paul, where is Jakes? We really need all hands on deck with 3 missing agents." Briggs gave in to Charlie, nodding. If he didn't bring Jakes back more questions would be raised and he had told DJ that his secret was safe with him. He would never spill it. Not to anyone.
"I'll go find him. Did you get a hit off of Johnny's cell?" Paige answered him this time instead of Charlie.
"No. No hits on his cell either."
"Alright. Keep trying to find them. Use security camera footage. And try Nesi's phone too. But don't expect to get anything on her." Briggs hugged both girls then let them go, kissing Charlie's hair and giving Paige's shoulder a squeeze.
"We won't give up on them."
Genesis was quite annoyed at the fact that she was blindfolded again. Fletcher says he trusts her but still clearly not with everything. She was guided out of the car by a strong slender arm. When the blindfold was removed she was inside a house. It was vast and spacious with men armed with guns roaming freely. She recognized the guns. They were some she had brought in for Antonio.
"Mr. Fletcher, glad you could make it. And this must be Genesis. It's a pleasure to meet you. Your boss speaks highly of you." The two men shook hands before she herself was offfered Bello's hand to which she accepted.
"Yes, that would be me. Where are these traitors of yours?" Fletcher chuckled, pulling Nesi closer to his side.
"Please excuse her abruptness. She's just like that. I like to think it is part of her charm." She smiled apologetically at Bello though she was in no way sorry. She needed to get this over with fast so she could get back home. Paul was probably already wondering where she was.
"It is no problem. I too am a very direct person. She displays fire."
"That's why I love her." Genesis stayed out of the conversation. She shifted to walk between the two men as they went down the flight of stairs to the basement. Bello stopped them at the bottom.
"There are two of them. Fletcher, I ask that you join me with the biggest traitor. Genesis, you may have the other. One of my men, Akeem, is already in there." He pointed to the right doors. Fletcher placed a sharp bladed knife in Nesi's hand.
"Do what you must to make him sing."
Mike knew something was terribly wrong when he woke up chained just as Johnny was in the room down the hall. Bello entered the room with another man. Not one of Bello's actual men but someone he recognized. Antonio Fletcher. He had caught glimpses of the guy in case files he had seen Genesis reading before. Wait.. Genesis was suppose to be with Fletcher. Where was she? And what the hell was going on? No one had told him anything yet.
"I have brought a new friend with me, Michael. If you do not speak the truth to me he will deal with you. I do not want your filthy blood on my hands." Filthy blood? What was Bello talking about? No way was his cover broken. Nesi would never have brought him up to Fletcher.
"What is going on, Bello? I haven't done anything wrong." Confusion was clear in his baby blue eyes. He wasn't even faking it. Bello wasn't having any of it.
"You've been lying to me! I should've known something was off about you. Instead I put my trust in you. Tell me about your friend Johnny. Did you know he is alive?" Damn, damn, damn. God damn it. How did he find out? Fletcher paced around him in a circle, striking a lighter over and over again, his gray eyes focused on the flickering flame. He had yet to say a word.
"He's alive?! Is this a joke?" Mike did a good job at feigning shock but Bello was still unconvinced.
"You knew! You work for the federal agency with him. You are an agent." Bello seemed slightly more collected than he had been with Johnny but that was because he was more hurt than angry. His top man was a traitor. No punches had been thrown. Yet.
"No, I didn't know! I'm not-"
"I don't want to hear more lies." Jeremiah cut off his retort. His dark eyes moved to Fletcher. The gun dealer extracted a cigarette from his lapel pocket and lit it. He stepped just in front of Mike.
"What agency do you work for?" Fletcher asked in his smooth voice. It sounded like velvet but the dark undertone was there.
"I don't work for any. I'm not a cop." The cigarette was pressed to Warren's forearm, eliciting gasps of pain but he did not once scream as it burned into his skin.
"Let's try this again. Who do you work for?" Mike gasped for breath and looked down at the angry mark on his arm. It was going to scar and never go away. He would be reminded of this forever. This is what he had to deal with to protect Graceland. He would die if he had to. Mike knew Fletcher wouldn't stick to just this tactic forever.
"No one. I work for Bello." The question was repeated multiple times , and responded to with similar answers. Mike was lucky he had a high pain tolerance. There were now assorted burns marring both arms. Fletcher reached for a knife but Bello shook his head.
"Just shoot him. I have no use for him anymore." Antonio smiled. That bastard was happy to kill. Mike struggled against his restraints. He was not going to die here. Not at the hands of these people unable to fight back.
Genesis took a step back to allow Bello's man to unlock the door. He held it open and followed her inside. What she saw felt like she was being stabbed in the heart. Johnny. Her sweet Johnny. His chocolate brown eyes looked at her but quickly glanced away in attempt to hide his own shock. She tightened her hold on the knife in attempt to stop her hand from shaking. Johnny couldn't tell the truth to any of her questions she would ask and when he didn't she would have to hurt him. God, how could she do that to him?
Akeem was standing against the wall waiting for her to do something. She took a breath and walked over to her fellow FBI agent.
"Who are you, Johnny?" Ness asked, her green eyes and his brown ones meeting again. They stared each other down as if having an unspoken conversation, telling each other to stay strong and stay in character. She wanted nothing more than to kill Bello right now, just seeing the blood dripping down from Johnny's lip. He gave a crooked smile though it could be seen that it hurt.
"I'm a SEAL. I like to drink and party-"
"Enough. Cut the bullshit." The smile fell from his face and he raised an eyebrow.
"I'm just telling you the truth, babe." Genesis loosened her grasp on the knife and passed it between her hands. She wanted to procrastinate this as long as she could. Maybe Akeem would just leave eventually. He chose this moment to speak up.
"Michael denies knowing Johnny is alive. Bello believes they work together." Mike. Mike Warren. This was just getting worse. If Fletcher was with him..he was as good as dead.
"So you're a cop. You don't look like cop material." Nesi smirked. Her high heels tapped against the floor as she walked closer to where Johnny was sitting chained up. She brushed the flat side of the knife against his neck to keep up her cover.
"Because I'm not one, sweet cheeks." Tuturro said simply. Akeem was pacing restlessly now. He was getting impatient with her lack of action. She took a breath, raised the knife to his cheek, blade against skin, and pressed down as she quickly dragged it across. Blood gushed out, making her feel sick to her stomach. It wasn't the gore that got to her. It was the fact that she was hurting someone she loved. After what she had been through in her life she had sworn to herself that she would never do that. Yet here she was. Shit. Her eyes were watering. Johnny must have noticed because he glared at her.
"Bitch, you are out of your mind! I'm not lying to you, asshole!" He was laying it on thick but she knew what he wanted her to do. Hurt him more. Her poor Johnny was trying to save her even though it meant pain for him. Ness threw the knife on the ground and punched him repeated times in the ribs and face. She was pulling most of her punches, but Akeem didn't notice. She knew it still hurt like hell. Johnny coughed and spit more blood. He was not looking good at all. She had done a number on him.
Her hand reclaimed the knife and held it to his throat.
"Tell me one reason why I shouldn't kill you." Johnny opened his mouth to speak just before a gunshot rang through the air. The knife slipped from her hand and clattered to the ground. Mike.
An: I'm evil ending it there. I know ;)