Disclaimer: See the first chapter.
Number One:
Mike and I walked down the streets of Prague, following the man that I had known for a brief time. There was no emotional connection though, I wouldn't be sorry when he died, not after he killed my family.
"Can't believe he had a part in this" Mike muttered as we followed the man.
"You don't have to do this Mike" I said knowing that the two had been close, just as my father and the man had been close.
"Yeah, I do sweetheart, I'll be ok" he said as we continued to follow him. I watched him go into a building and I headed down the alleyway, slipping in through the side door, Mike following close behind me. I pulled out my gun and twirled the silencer into place, and loaded the gun.
I saw the man standing in the middle of the warehouse. He was pacing, which meant he was waiting for someone, and they were late. I had been in the position many times before as well.
"Remember me Michael?" I asked after I had gotten behind the man. He turned around in surprise, his gun aimed at me.
"Not so fast Michael" Mike growled holding a gun to his head. Michael slowly lowered the gun and let it fall to the floor with a clatter.
"That you Mike?" Michael asked. Mike nodded. Michael looked from Mike to me.
"I don't know who you are" Michael said looking at me warily. I walked closer to him.
"Of course, my hair's a little different since sixteen years ago, but you should remember me, after all you came to the funerals. All three of them" I said. Michael's face paled in realization.
"Rachel…Haven…" he whispered, his eyes growing big, sweat forming on his brow.
"See…you do remember" I said softly walking around him.
"What I want to know, is how you could stand by and let your partner, and his family die. You knew about it; don't even try to deny it. It's all in the file. You even watched as that car hit us! How could you! You let an eight year old, an innocent, sweet, eight year old die! She had her whole life ahead of her! She thought of you as her uncle, and you killed her!" I shouted angrily pointing the gun at his head.
"You, Skylar, and Liza weren't supposed to be in the car! Jeffrey was the only one who was supposed to be in there! I swear! If I would have known you three were in there I would have called it off, but I didn't know until it was too late! I never wanted you or Skylar or Liza to get hurt Rachel, I swear!" Michael said, his voice pleading me to believe him. I pressed the barrel of the gun against his forehead.
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry" he sobbed.
"We trusted you!" I shouted, my hand shaking with the emotions that were all coming to the surface/
"I know. I'm sorry" Michael said, his voice uneven and thick.
"You should be" I whispered before jerking my head towards the door at Mike. He nodded and headed towards the door. Michael's eyes widened in realization, he knew that Mike was the only reason he was still alive at that moment.
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry" he whispered again, a tear rolling down the CIA agent's cheek.
"You should be" I whispered before I pulled the trigger. I watched Michael's body jerk after the muffled gunshot and then fall to the floor. I looked into his lifeless eyes for a moment and then walked away.
I found Mike waiting for me. He was leaning against the wall, a cigarette in hand. He blew out a puff of smoke and looked at me.
"It's done" I said before walking back out into the streets in Prague. Mike nodded and then whispered beside me, "One down, and six to go".
This was a short chapter, but the next one will make up for it, promise. I decided that Carter should have one chapter in here, and I've decided that it will be the next one.
-Haleybug