Thirty minutes passed ever slowly for Jarod who sat in a chair with his hands cuffed behind him. His left leg throbbed with each beat of his heart and his jeans were disgustingly sticky with blood. Across from him Cordell sat cradling his right arm which had been violently jerked around by May. Hopefully it didn't do a lot of damage to his healing shoulder. Cordell didn't need any of this and if Jarod was free and not injured he would try to take one of the officers down.

May's cell phone chirped and he quickly flipped it open. "Compton, are you in position?" A long pause then a nod from May. "Good, should I open one of the blinds?" He turned to Walker with a smile on his face. "Yes, he's in the lobby. He's taped to a chair unable to go anywhere." Another pause. "Okay, it will be the far window to your right."

Jarod watched May head over to the window he had mentioned to pull the blinds up. Many thoughts went through Jarod's mind, but only one stood out. The snipers who were suppose to protect them from the crooked officers were actually working for them. How high did the corruption really go?

"Do you see him?" Asked May as he signaled to somebody outside. "Okay, Coyote is here as well. He'll distract the Rangers." He smiled. "Okay, make sure you don't miss."

Cordell shook his head. "Why are you all doing this? What have I done to you?"

"It's not what you did, but what you know." May walked up to Cordell and tapped his shaved head. "You have so many secrets locked up inside your damaged brain. Unfortunately we can't risk you remembering anything." He took a deep breath then gave Jarod a big smile. "Say farewell to your brother."

XXXX

It didn't make any sense as to why the officer decided to pull the blinds up, unless…. Gage's eyes snapped around on the lookout for Billings. He found the Ranger talking to a SWAT officer a few cars away, however his attention kept drifting to the open window. There, a very slight, non-descript hand gesture from Billings which to most people would have seemed like a twitch. But to Gage's mind he knew Billings had just signaled to the officers inside.

"The snipers….Oh no!" Gage quickly ran to the SWAT commander who was busy studying blue prints on top of a car. "James, you need to call your snipers back"

James looked up, his face showing his obvious confusion. "What for? The blinds are up now, they can take a shot…."

A loud bang brought the men's attention to the pharmacy where both can see a pane of glass shattering into pieces. Gage's heart sank to his stomach as his eyes desperately searched for any movement inside the building. Who told the sniper to shoot? If not, then he just committed murder in front of dozens of eye witnesses and television reporters.

"Who ordered the snipers to fire!" The SWAT commander spun around to look at his lieutenant. "Did you give the order, Henderson?"

Henderson shook his head. "No sir!" He brought up a pair of binoculars and focused in on the blown out window. "We have movement!"

XXXX

The shot reverberated through the entire building causing Walker's ears to ring. But he was still sitting there and he didn't feel any pain, so where did the sniper bullet go? He slowly opened his good eye to see Corbett staring at him with wide open eyes. Instantly Walker thought the worse and quickly scanned his brother for any new injuries. After seeing none, he glanced around until he spotted Thompson laying on the ground. The officer groaned in pain as blood gushed out from an open wound to his arm.

Corbett blinked several times then shook his head. "What the hell just happened!"

May ran his hands through his hair as he started to pace. "Thompson, you fool! What were you thinking! He had a clear shot of Walker and you've ruined the only chance we had!"

Thompson let out a loud curse as he banged his head against the floor. "I didn't do anything! Compton must have miscalculated!"

"Thought you could trust him!" May began pacing, his hands constantly running through his hair. "Shit!" He glanced at the window then quickly ducked done. "What is Coyote's number? We need to get hold of him." But Thompson didn't respond. "Thompson?"

Walker glanced down at the prone man to see his eyes were wide open in a death stare. The bullet must have cut his main artery, causing him to bleed to death. Wonder what had gone wrong? Was the sniper really a good guy? If so, then there was a good chance that Corbett and him will make it out alive.

XXXX

After the sniper fired his shot many of the law enforcement on scene were now on alert, including Gage. He went from officer to officer hoping to get any information to what had just happened. After several minutes he was about to give up when a man wearing all black and carrying a large rifle approached him.

"Captain Gage, sir." He shifted the rifle to shake Gage's hand. "Sorry for the shot, but I had to show the guys inside I mean business." He moved in a bit closer and pointed his finger at Billings. "He told me where to set up. His name is Coyote." He whispered.

Gage's heart sank with the officer's confirmation and he slowly nodded his head. "Thanks for letting me know." He patted the man's shoulder than went to Billings. "Why?"

Billings shrugged his shoulders. "Money. What else?" He took a deep breath then spun around with his hands behind his back. "You really have no idea how deep Marcellinio goes inside the DPS. Eventually he will kill Walker."

"But why help him?" Gage put cuffs on the Ranger's wrist and spun him back around. "What has Walker done to deserve this?"

Sadness crept across Billings face as he dropped his head. "I didn't expect to become such good friends with him."

"You disgust me." Gage shoved Billings towards a waiting officer. "Get him out of my sight." Once the Ranger was in custody of the DPS Gage grabbed a bullhorn. "We have Coyote! Surrender now while you still can!" His voice echoed through the parking lot, showing his anger.

XXXX

The question if a mole was within in the DPS was confirmed by Gage's voice and Walker noticed a change in May's facial expressions. He glanced at Walker then brought his service revolver up to his temple. Before either brother could stop him he pulled the trigger, instantly killing himself. Walker flinched at the sound of the gunfire which reverberated throughout the pharmacy.

"What the hell!" Corbett let out a few curses as he quickly went to his feet. "That is so…." He glanced at Walker as he side stepped away from the fallen officer. "How long do you think it will take for the officers outside to show up?"

"Not very long." Walker cringed as he began to pull the tape away from his legs, his right shoulder screaming at him to stop. "Just remember what we're trained to do in this situation. Just relax and don't let your emotions get to you."

"I was trained to be the officer on the outside!"

Walker cursed at his brother. "You aren't relaxing!"

Corbett took several deep breaths. "Okay, okay." He began to pace the room, his attention still on the fallen officers. "How's the shoulder, Cord?"

"Hurts like hell." Walker finally got the tape off and slowly stood to his feet. "How's the leg?"

"My leg?" Corbett glanced down to see his jeans, a look of shock spreading across his face. "Wow, I actually forgot I had been shot."

Walker laughed. "Trust me, when the adrenaline dies down, you'll feel it."

"Walker! Corbett!" Shouted Gage through a bullhorn. "Give us a sign that everything is all right!" Corbett quickly took off his white shirt and waved it front of the window. "Okay, I see the white flag! SWAT is moving in!"

Corbett put his shirt back on then made his way towards Walker. "You're bleeding pretty badly." His head snapped around as several men stormed into the building. "About time…."

"Get down on the floor! Both of you!" Shouted the lead officer.

Ever so slowly Walker laid spread eagle on the floor, grimacing as it put pressure on his wound. He felt two hands pat him down nearly screaming as one hit his injury. Lifting his head Walker could see two officer doing the same to Jarod who nearly jumped as one of them smacked his injured leg.

"They're okay!" Gage's voice was loud and very clear signaling his arrival inside the pharmacy. "Can we get some paramedics in here!" He knelt next to Walker with a huge smile on his face. "You seem to have the worse luck, Walker."

"Seems that way, doesn't it." Walker slowly sat up and held his right arm tight to his body. "Take care of Corbett first. The bullet did damage to his leg, it could be serious."

Gage held up his hand as he shook his head. "There's a team helping him right now…."

"Do you seriously have to cut off my pant leg! I could have just taken them off!" Screamed Jarod cutting Gage off. "You better leave my boxers on!"

Walker began to laugh at his brother which brought on more pain to his side. "Just let them do their jobs, Corbett."

Gage gingerly pulled Walker's shirt up grimacing as he did so. "That looks really bad, Walker."

"It's not as bad as it looks." A paramedic team knelt down next to Walker and told him to lay down on his back. After he did so, they cut away his shirt to get a good look at his injury. "How bad is it?"

"Doesn't look too bad, but it looks painful." The paramedic flipped Walker's medical tag around. "When was your last epileptic attack?"

Walker thought it through and realized he hadn't had one today; how strange. "None today. But I could have one at any minute."

"Okay, I'll let the hospital know that." The young male paramedic smiled down at Walker. "Don't worry, you're going to be just fine."

Two Hours Later

In the hospital room, Alex wrapped a blanket tighter around her shoulders as she started to shiver once again. Next to her, Walker slept soundly after having his side stitched up. She took hold of his right hand, gave it a kiss then glanced at the other bed. On this bed Corbett slept with his left leg propped up by several pillows. Both the men will make a complete recovery, albeit Corbett's will take a bit longer than Walker's. The bullet had torn a pretty good size chuck out of his leg, which met he had to once again put teaching Angela gymnastics on hold.

A slight tremor in Walker's hand quickly brought her attention back to her husband. She knew this to be a seizure and patiently waited for it to end. Once finished she wrote the time, date and type of seizure in the notebook before she decided to wake up her husband.

"Cordell, can you wake up for me?" Her husband groaned then rolled his head towards her. "Hey, there. Good evening." Walker licked his lips, but didn't wake up. "Angela and Ray will be here in an hour along with John and Michael."

"Oh, my head." Corbett's voice was really groggy and scratchy. "Hey Alex."

Alex kissed her husband on the forehead then made her way to Corbett's bed. "How's the pain?"

"I feel nothing right now, but I think I'm still heavily medicated." He shifted his weight to get a look at Walker. "How is he?"

"Doing good. Doctor Ellis said he should make a full recovery." She sat down on a chair and smiled up at her brother-in-law. "There appears to be no damage done to his shoulder."

Corbett nodded. "Good, good." He took a deep breath then shook his head. "I promised Angela I would start teaching her gymnastics. Don't want to fail her…."

"You didn't. Don't worry." The door opened and in walked Gage with two detectives. Alex quickly got up and went to her close friend whose face showed severe stress. "Gage, I want no lying, who was the man inside?"

Gage nibbled on his bottom lip as his shoulders slumped forward. "It was Billings."

The news hit Alex so hard she had to sit down. "Jimmy's old partner?" Her hand went to her mouth as tears started to fall from her eyes. "Oh my God he was in our house… He knows where we live…our routines…."

Corbett flipped his sheets off and gradually swung his legs to the side. "That rat!" He tried to stand up, but was quickly stopped by Gage. "No! This has to stop now!"

"You can't help in your current condition. Just settle down!" Gage quickly glanced at Walker then back at Corbett. "Right now just be there for your brother. We'll take care of Billings."

XXXX

Inside a motel room, several miles away Marcellinio sat chewing on several sunflower seeds. He couldn't believe two of his men and one was caught. The latter knew enough information to put several city officials behind bars. That man had to die before he told anything to the FBI or to the Rangers.

A soft, rhythmic knock sounded on his room door and Marcellinio quickly got up to see who it was. When he checked through the peephole he saw Lieutenant Jasper Mullins in his street clothes. Marcellinio pulled the door open, waved the officer inside then quickly closed the door.

"Did anybody follow you?"

Mullins shook his head. "I was off today, so I'm not suspected in the case." He shook his head. "Billings got himself caught. Thought he was much better than that."

Marcellinio went to the spare twin bed, sat down then pulled out a large duffel bag form underneath it. "I thought so to. Hopefully you can succeed where others have failed." He unzipped it, pulled out several bricks of twenty dollar bills and placed them next to him.

"You know, it will be extremely hard to execute the man especially with all the guards watching over him." He counted the bricks and whistled. "Two hundred thousand? You really want him dead, don't you?"

"Yes, if he talks, you along with several other officers will be in jail." Marcellinio nodded his head. "Poison his food if you have to, just get the job down."

Mullins pocketed the bills in the small backpack he was carrying then gave Marcellinio a smile. "I won't fail you."