Chapter 11: Revealing Trinity Truth

"Be right back." Mark said as he jogged out too Hudson's SUT. Cynthia knew something and was not talking on it. He hoped Hudson would tell him. Mark leaned in the driver window resting his weight on his forearm on the door. "You mind on telling me how Sara got put in Jail."

A monotone "Get in" was all Hudson said he'd returned his sunglasses over his way to expressive eyes. Mark rose off the SUT and walked around it. Hudson popped the locks. Mark got in Hudson started the large vehicle Mark strapped in.

"You know I drove my truck here and I plan on getting it back." Mark said as Hudson nodded and drove to a local tavern. Hudson had said nothing and they were now in front of a place called EZP's Bar-N-Grill. Hudson got out of the vehicle and waited for Mark to do the same. They walk into the establishment. It's not a bar at all it's one of Hudson's offices. At night it probably did rather well as a bar but in the day time it was a good cover. Mark could see where the tables rose out of the floor and the windows were covered so outsiders would not see in but insiders could see clearly out.

Hudson disappeared in the back and returned pushed a button on the wall and a Bar and barstools slowly rose out of the floor panels. "Have a seat." Hudson sits across from Mark and a young Afro-American male with braids in his hair and a flashy hip-hop look walks to the table and takes their orders, also giving Hudson his messages on little pieces of paper. "ZpeaceO this is Mark when he is in town he will be in my office. Mark this is your assistant providing that you sign your contract. I can't legally or physically run 20 states by myself you will be my second commander."

"Hey you look familiar but it can't be. The guy I'm thinking about don't have a full beard. Has any one ever told you look like a wrestler named The Undertaker?"

"I don't watch much wrestling." Mark said trying to keep this kid on the job and out of his face. He was here to find out what got Sara in jail and why Hudson had to bail her out.

"Yeah sure I'll get those beers now."

Hudson sat back in his seat. He did not know how to tell Mark about Sara he was already on thin ice with Mark now. "Mark I don't plan on dealing directly with Sara for now. I'm gonna tell you Sara is pissed at me."

"Why , What you do?" Mark raised his tone a little.

"Long story short, I threatened her she tried to have me detained and my status proved her story a lie. She got furious with one of the Police officers and assaulted him he arrested her and I talked him out of pressing charges on her and the booking did not happen. I explained who I was and why she was emotional and the officer released her she went her way and I went mine she caught a cab back toward the hotel. I thought I'd tell my side now what you do with the information is your business."

"Question, why'd you threaten my wife?" ZPeacO walked up and gave then their drinks. After the younger man left the table Mark leaned over the Bar "SO you gonna answer me or what?"

Hudson let out a low whistle. As he leaned back. "I went to your Hotel room to collect Sara for the trinity since I didn't have the code I ran the stairs. I'm not in as good of shape as I thought. I beat on her door and when she came to the Door howling at me I waved off her rant I had to …." Hudson cleared his throat. "She tried to slam the door in my face and the words left my mouth before I could rein then back in. I don't remember what I said but she jumped back and then gave me my walking papers luckily for me she gave me this" Hudson pulls Mark's address book out of his pocket. "To let you know I only used the address to gain access to Cynthia and Jeff. There was no way I was calling anyone called Bam-Bam anything."

"SO you just went to my hotel for the address book you said that people that love me made it possible for me to be sitting here right now. Why didn't you ask Sara pissed or not she loves me? She should have been your first choice?" Mark's anger rose with each word.

Hudson was grateful for his sunglasses he could control his face all accept his eyes. He drunk his beer buying time it was not his place to put a cloud of doubt in his own son's mind about the woman he married. Sara has lied to his face and he would not pass on another deception. What to say to a man who had once believe anything you said and now would think anything you said apart. Omission would not work he'd tried that boat and it almost cost him his son's life if it were not for him deceiving Mark in the first place he would not have needed a trinity.

Mark was now getting anxious Hudson just sat there not saying a word. It was making Mark nervous the thoughts that ran through is mind were beginning to nip at him. Strrrrrike Three you're out Sara doesn't love you. Mark's mind teased. "Andrew If you never tell me another truth again please tell me the truth now."

Andrew Hudson Callaway looked his son in the eye. Suddenly the place exploded with sound bells and sirens and flashing lights. ZpeaceO dashes to the front of the place and looks back at Hudson. "It's the broad who tried slapping you at the police station you want me to leave her out there?"

Hudson rose now Sara was following him around to his work place she had no idea Mark was here and that is what he was counting on. "Ask her what she wants. Don't let her in here with a weapon." The kid did as he was told. Hudson looked Mark in the eye once more "GO in the back She doesn't know you here she trailing me for some reason she's been doing that since I left your place." Mark got up and walked into the back room he noticed that he could see Hudson and Hudson couldn't see him via the mirror backing of the bar. Sara was let in. Mark flipped the switch hoping it was like the ones in the police stations he now could see and hear what went on in the other room.

Sara came barreling in ZP on her heels she stops fast and whips around "Look buddy you got what you wanted off me now back off."

Hudson dismissed ZP the kid walks back in the room where Mark is standing. Mark holds up a hand for the kid to remain quiet.

Hudson rose from his seat. "We must stop meeting like this. You can't follow me around it's against the law. Plus it's dangerous."

"Where is Mark I don't know how you got that cop to Arrest me but I'll get you back for threatening me and calling me a liar you are no one to talk every damn word that comes out of your mouth is a lie. I know your secret and I'm gonna tell Mark. I saw you walking around the hotel messing with those Hardys."

"Look I apologized I'm done with it." Hudson collected his papers off the counter. Anyway why would you want to tell Mark my secret? Don't you think that would hurt him more than me?

Sara shrugged "that's not the point If I tell him your secret he'll never talk to you again in your lifetime. That part will hurt you or do you even give a damn?"

"I have a question since we're telling secrets. You have any thing to hide? Like why you lie to my face when I asked you one simple question. You were my ace in the hole or so I thought. I thank you for the book it was the very least you could have done."

Sara follows Hudson he'd walked away from her for the last time he was always so cool and collected. She'd shake his rigid facade and rip him a new one.

Hudson was coming back toward her he moved back in front of the mirror adjusting his hat and coat. "You said I was your ace in the whole why?"

Hudson turned around even with the sunglasses in place Sara could see she'd pinched a nerve. "You're not that stupid. You know very well why I would make such an assumption you is his wife. For Christ sake think woman. I needed someone that loved him and you for whatever fucking reason could not deliver. I also know another secret of yours and I will keep it to myself cause if it's true you're done."

Sara was about to egg Hudson on to find out what he thought he knew but she stopped dead in mid thought. Earlier at the hotel Hudson had said it was life or death. Mark wasn't with him. "Where is Markus?" She knew she didn't love him like he loved her but he was her husband and her friend.

Mark walked out of the back down the hall and said nothing as he walked out the front-door. Hudson wasn't going to tell him he was going to let Sara hang herself. Mark wasn't mad as he should be in a way he kind of figured as much, when she wasn't there in the trinity. Hudson had asked her and she turned her back on him. It didn't matter how she said it. It wasn't how any woman said anything it was what action took place afterwards.

After the shock wore off Sara Stormed up to Hudson poised to swing on him he glared at her removing the sunglasses. "Don't try you'll fail. I got you off the hook with the police once today it will never happen again. If you strike me I will use status and have your ass behind bars before you can think of another way to hurt my son. I know that boy of yours ain't his." Her shocked expression gave him his answer.

"Wait one minute did you say son? That's the secret you told off on yourself I was bluffing. But thanks this is waaay worst." She grins wickedly. She was off the hook all she had to do was tell Mark her suspicion was right. And she could sit back and watch the fur fly as he ripped Hudson a new one. But Hudson could do the same if she didn't tell Mark before Hudson could tell him about their son Luke. "Question, how did you know about Luke?"

"Let's just say that the trinity revealed a lot of things for a lot of people. Now if you'll excuse me I have to speak with Mark I'm his ride." Hudson took a long drink from his beer and walked out of the bar.

Sara ran out of the bar and caught up to Mark before Hudson could get to him. Mark , "Mark listen there's something I-I have to tell you. Mark are you listening to me? Markus stop walking off what are you going to walk back to Texas" Hudson had got in his SUT he drove up along side Mark and popped the lock. Sara wanted to say it somewhere like in their hotel room not here not now but shit Mark was about to get in that truck and Hudson was going to squish her like a little bug. Not on my watch Sara thought. Mark reached for the door handle. Sara grabbed his shirt jerking his hand away from it. And before she can think of a tactful way to say it it's out of her mouth. "Mark Hudson's you father."

Mark knew but to see the gleam of triumph in her eyes as she said it and looked at Hudson in that I've one upped you look Mark was kinda glad he found out before Sara told him. If this was how she was going to tell him. Mark grabbed the truck handle to Hudson's truck and pulled himself inside he then turns around to face a very confused Sara. "Thanks, now go home Sara.

"You mean back to the hotel. Mark did you hear what I said I'll give you a ride you don't have to ride with him." Sara was not going to allow Hudson to ruin her with Mark. She had no idea what Mark knew from standing back in that back room.

"Sara Go home I knew who Hudson was and I'm going to get my truck back, and then I'm going to Detroit, you are going home. Give Hannah the week off and stay home with Luke. I think it would be best if you didn't travel with me for right now."

Sara was now livid no one told her what to do she had not got to were she was letting people tell her what to do. "Excuse you, Now you listen to me Callaway you are coming back to the hotel and we are going to talk this crappy day through."

Mark turn toward Hudson who is rolling his eyes "I thought we were going to get my truck." Before Sara could say another word Hudson put his foot to the floor and peeled away in his vehicle.

ZP ran and got in his car following Hudson and Sara did the same. Hudson soon picked up on the fact that two cars were following him he swung the large vehicle into the middle of the road blocking traffic on both lanes and watched as Zp and Sara stopped. Hudson exits the SUT walking to meet up with ZP and find out why this boy was following him.

ZP gets out of his car walking toward Hudson. "Before you two towers try and pound me into the ground I got to say this, Strut Is out."

That brought Hudson up short. "What the hell did you say? How? Where the hell is he now? How the hell he get away that damn fast"

"He got to the Prescient and now his record and his file has disappeared so Ferrelli had to release him."

"How did he get his hands on his file so quickly?"

"Evidently he has friends in high places. I ain't got the whole story but I'll keep my ear to the ground."

Hudson had to tell Mark it wasn't over. Sara got out of her car and stormed up to Hudson. ZP grabbed for her not knowing what was on her mind. Sara tried to wrench away from him but was unsuccessful they tussled around. Mark got out of the truck trying to find out what was going on.

"Get off me you asshole" Sara growled and slapped ZP. He let go of her.

"Shit, this ain't in my job description." Said ZP rubbing his face where Sara had let him have it. "Now I'd be mean if I slapped your Ass back but I don't hit womaen."

Hudson pointed toward ZP "You go back to the place. Now for you Sara I think it would behoove you to get back in that little car of yours and go back to the hotel. Things are about to hit the proverbial fan." He turns toward Mark this was the difficult part He saw how Mark acted around Cynthia and this was about to get real sticky real quick. "Mark Your back on the Strut Case he bought himself out."

Mark couldn't believe "What! Damnit we just had him. Les go this can't be good for them." Mark does an about-face and walks back to the SUT Hudson on his heels going for the drivers side.

ZP goes to his car whips his small Jaguar 180 degrees around and heads back to the Bar. Sara watches him and walks toward the SUT. She taps on Mark's window the window powers down. Her and Mark gazes lock . Where are you going? This chat ain't over." she asks Mark her tone angry.

Mark had, had just about enough of Sara for one day and was getting pissed at her. "Look Sara, I'll talk to you later for right now I'm working and I don't need you following me around. Shit when I did need you, ya turned your fucking back on me so go home Sara or just leave."

Sara lowered her gaze Mark's comment hurt and he knew it. She went to her car she was going home.

Meanwhile at the bar Josh Strut rambled through the small office looking for Hudson's original files on him. His contact at the prescient said if Hudson was working with hard-copy files he would not be able to file the reports if they did not exist. Strut had to find those files and destroy them. He heard the keys turning in the door as a last ditch effort he hid under the desk.

ZP enters the hall of the Bar he needed answers and he needed them now. He moves into his side office next door to Hudson's office. He hears something not knowing what to expect he retrieves his 9mm berretta from his top desk drawer. It was given to him by Hudson. Though ZP was a first year Agent he was one hell of a marksman. Moving out of his office with his back to the wall he moves slowly toward Hudson's office. He tugs on the door it's locked. Hmm that's odd Hudson trusted him and knew he was coming back here. Hearing the sound of movement sent ZP on the move. He kicked the door in it slams against the wall and swings back closed. He looks around the office. "Come out come out wherever you are." As ZP was about to turn and leave thinking he was working too hard the sight of green catches his eye under the rim of the large maple desk. "Ok buddy I advise you to come out from under there with you hands up or I'm coming in after you."

Strut was unarmed but he knew if the kid was calling him out that the kid was armed. "OK, don't shoot me or anything, I'm coming out see, here are my hands. I'm no threat to you." Strut speaks in a calming tone, as he turns around facing the kid. He was right the kid had a weapon. "Why don't we talk you know I'm unarmed, what gave me away?"

"That fucked up green jacket. Sit yo dumb ass down." The door opens behind ZP he whips around gun trained. He is now face to face with Timothy Price. He backs away this was another legend of the game. Timothy Price was known for his fast skills with weapons his and Mark's scores in the Business was the same 100. "So you're the traitor. The inside man, the one that's fucking up and making Hudson crazy. You're the one that helped Strut ain't you?"

"Are you finished now? If I answer your questions I'll have to terminate your life."

ZP knew he had one shot he hoped it was the right thing to do in this situation. His left hand was in his pocket his other hand still on the trigger. "Don't answer it ain't none of my business." With that said ZP shot Timothy in the chest. Timothy slowly looks down at his shirt that is now spilling his blood he then falls to the floor. As ZP is about to turn he suddenly feels a prick in his shoulder he turns around to see Strut holding a hypodermic needle. ZP can feel the floor coming up to meet him. He fires at Strut and gets him in the arm. But the last thing ZP sees is Strut smiling at him. Had he missed if so this was bad.

Strut watched as the kid hit the floor he bent down and whispered. "Good night, sweet Prince." The bullet hurt like a bitch but he would recover now all he had to do was find those files. Timothy was his friend but this was business. Strut walked over to Timothy's body and removed his wallet took what cash he had and left the room. If the papers were here they wouldn't be for long. Strut walked into the kitchen area he turns on the gas. The phone rings he gets nervous and rips it out of the wall. He walks through the place turning on lights as if the place is about to open. He opens the doors and starts letting in regular customers. If this place was going up it would go up with a bang.

Josh Strut Now stands just outside the place it is filling with people. All of them suspects to the murder of an government Agent and a dear friend of his.

Inside the office ZP tries to pull himself up he smells gas and hears the crowd coming in he yells for help. He can't move whatever that was in that needle had rendered him immobile. A happy Victoria walks past the office door heading to the ladies room. She and Dan Rodriguez had a meeting at this bar. She heard what sounded like a cry for help. Hearing it again she stops thinking Hudson had hurt himself or something, she comes in to his office. The sight that met her eyes sent her into action. She ran to ZP and tried to lift him he was breathing and visually responsive. But he said he couldn't move. She dials Dan's cell telling him to come and help her in Hudson's office.

Dan walks in and sees, Timothy Price face up eyes wide and seeing nothing. "OK big guy lets get you out of here. Vikki go close down this place if he was left here something's going down and that last time I saw Timothy Price or heard him needing help the place exploded."

"Shit that's why I verbally torn Mark a new one he was sent here to check out what happened this has old business written all over it. OK I'll be right back you get him to the car. I'll meet you in ten Minutes tops. If I'm not at the car in ten minutes call Hudson and get the hell out of here." Vikki rushes out of the office flicking out lights and telling people there was no bartender tonight and that they should leave. People were ignoring her that pissed her off. She jumped up on the bar and fired her weapon in to the air. "Get the fuck out or I'm going postal." She screams. The crowed runs for the exits trampling each other.

Back in the office Dan lifts ZP and carries him out the back door. Vikki meets up with Dan and helps get ZP in the backseat. As they drive off for the hospital. Strut walks away from the bar a smile lights his face as he gets in his car about three hundred feet away and pushes a button on his remote control and blows the Bar in to millions of little pieces of rubble. "Goodnight Sweet Prince" he says as he drives away he'd have to find a hiding place for awhile and he knew just where no one would expect him to go, home.

As Hudson pulled up to the Strut house Mark jumps out and runs to the front door beating on it.

"Cynthia open up I wanna talk," Mark yells as he beats on the door. It opens Mark's senses go on alert the hairs at his nape are standing on edge. He swiftly ducks away from the door frame moving into the house kicking the door shut with his foot. As he reaches the den off to the side of the atrium he puts his gun away and walks in Cynthia and her girls are asleep on the sofa. He just stands there in awe of his girls he looked at the young lady nearest to the door her blonde hair just as light as Cynthia's the other young lady that lay close to Cynthia on the other side of the room had his natural hair color a deep reddish-brown. He walked over to Cynthia and lightly shook her shoulder he hated to be the bearer of bad new but he had to warn her that Strut may be heading back this way.

Cynthia was exhausted Strut was in Jail at least for the night she could sleep in peace she had not slept in her bedroom in years she would always find a reason to work down here in her den and conveniently fall asleep. She loved her den The only people that were welcomed in here was her girls. Suddenly she smells Mark's cologne it was masculine and clean her eyes popped open and there he was standing over her shaking her she grabbed his hand and watched the shock on his face. It was there and gone in seconds but she'd seen it. "Hi" she whispered.

"Hey I need to talk to you." Mark watches as she grabbed his hand and then quickly let go. On contact an old flame lit inside him and he shook it this was not the time.

"Sure" she got up he stood back and glanced around the room as she led him in to the living room. "How'd you get in?" Cynthia yarns still feeling groggy. She stretched and then went to the kitchen asking him did he want something to drink he said a soda since he was still on duty. She stopped at the fridge hand hovering over the can of soda. Did he say he was still on duty?

Mark walks into the kitchen and closes the door he leans against the stove waiting for her to question his remark. Cynthia was swift when it came to subtlety especially his.

"Mark why are you still on duty I'm assuming here that your talking about Hudson and not the WWE."

"You'd be assuming right Strut has gotten himself released. Via this" Mark does the money sign with his fingers.

The can slipped from her fingers and hits the floor busting. She barely heard it fall. Strut was out he didn't break out so they had to build another case on him, or find the original case but knowing Strut the original was probably long gone. "I can't be here" she says walking past him into the den. Hudson stood in the front door. She ran to him "Why the fuck can't you keep him." she yells. She then covers her mouth as if she where a little girl that said a bad word. "I can't stay here I can't I tried but this is crazy. Excuse me" she marches into her den minutes later her and the girls walk out the front door the young blonde girl leading the way.

Mark follows her Hudson searches the house he needed proof, a listing or something to tie Strut back to his previous charges. Strut had wiped his charges from Federal computers. Whatever he was he was a pro at it. In this instance he really hated local cops. This crap had policemen's code of silence written all over it. No one would give them a break if it made tomorrow Christmas.

Outside Mark puts on his sunglasses and takes two long strides and catches up with Cynthia as she fumbles with her car keys. She tried four keys before she got the right one. She opens the door Mark closes it. "You can't drive like this. I'll take you someplace safe until we can get him back behind bars." Mark knew she was afraid. But he could not in good conscious let her break and drive off in the emotional state she was in. She was shaking, her face was pale, her gaze darting everywhere looking for Strut. She'd thought it was over and now it had just began again. She'd never even make it across town. "Give me the keys Cindy." She handed them over and withdrew her hand hugging herself Mark hooks the keys to his and heads back to his truck.

Cynthia and the girls follow him and get in. Hudson comes to his window. "Head back to the Bar take the back entrance,and wait for me there If ZP has anything he's not telling me right now. I've been trying to call him but all I keep getting is his damn answering machine. He's probably got those damn head phones in his ears. I'm gonna have to have a talk with him." Hudson stands back and taps the truck letting Mark know he was finished and clear of the truck. Mark swung the truck out on to the street and raced down the road towards the bar.