Mike was sure that he was dead, or, was going to die. Jackson looked like he had phased out; he pressed the end call button. Jackson licked his teeth in dismay.

"I thought that we could do this the easy way, but well, I can't kill you, I can't kidnap you without getting caught..." he smiled his devious smile once again,

"But don't worry, I know exactly how to handle an inconvenient situation like this."

Harvey was in the middle of work. In the middle of a meeting actually when his phone suddenly called. Harvey had this rule where he didn't bring his phone to his meetings, but since Mike got sick, he wanted Mike to be able to reach him if anything happened.

"Excuse me", he took out his phone and saw Mike's ID lit up. Mike knew that he was only allowed to call emergency only during the day. So he decided to pick up, he left the room, leaving his important clients in an uncomfortable silence.

"Mike?" no answer. If Mike was screwing with him, he was going to kill him. Seriously.

"Mike, are you okay?"

"When you are a person like me, you learn to be cautious," the voice was deep and determent, definitely not Mike.

"You see, the street cameras around leading to that road at the time when I hit-" Harvey heard something being ripped apart.

"-You, showed no other people entering that road. It was only you, Ross, and Trevor at that street that specific time. And besides, it's 2015 Ross, it's easier than you think to track down IP addresses." Harvey reacted. Shit, what the fuck had Mike done? He hurried over to his office, and he gave Donna a look, call 911 he mouthed.

"How did you..." Mike's voice, he sounded lost, scared even. Shit, shit, this was not good at all, where the hell where they? Where would amnesia Mike feel like meeting a guy like that knowing the odds of everything to fuck up?

"I read people, and especially when you gamble you also need to know body language-" Harvey made his way to the elevator with a Donna running after him.

"When I saw you, you looked down vertically, giving me the sign to pursue you-" Donna asked him what was going on with her phone against her ear.

"Not until then you waved me to come over. Then you quickly shot a glance at the bench-" Harvey ran down the lobby and explained.

"Which made me suspicious, when I slid my hands across the bench, you gave away nervous signals-" He reached his car.

"-you weren't in control of this meeting at all, so I suspected that something laid underneath the bench that you tried to hide your obvious attention to." Harvey hit the road.

"So I decided to check it out and, tada, here we go" silence on the other end.

"Now, I will make sure you don't use this to the opposite of my benefit." he went quiet, and then he heard something break.

"During this whole conversation, you haven't moved your left hand a single time, which must mean..." the silence was back, and Harvey worried that this time it would be permanent. Where could Mike have gone? Where could Mike have-

"Damn it." his heart skipped a beat. The call ended; Harvey hit the steering wheel. Harvey reached central park, he hoped that they were still there; Harvey was probably a real optimist here. Harvey saw the cops going towards a direction, he ran after them. He stopped as he saw a bench, and in front of it Louis's Dictaphone laid crushed. But to Harvey's horror, Mike was nowhere to be found. Fuck.

"So let me get this straight, you 'borrowed' my Dictaphone without my knowledge, and now you say that Mike crushed it liked a useless piece of metal? Like an IPhone? If you ask me, he got what he deserved."

"Louise!"

"What?"

"I'm serious. He's missing, hell, kidnapped by a freak and the police can't find him-"

"Harvey, have you even bothered to check the hospital?"

"Louise, what the hell."

"I'm serious Harvey, what if this is one of your lunatic episodes acting out again?"

"I've never had-"

"Harvey save it, just check it out, in best case scenario it turns out that Mike's missing because it will prove that you haven't lost your mind yet." Harvey rolled his eyes, took out his cell and dialed the hospital.

"This's Harvey Specter, I'd like to know if Mike's in his room." Harvey didn't need to say Ross, the nurses already knew who Harvey Specter was, the one to barge into their hospital demanding answers on Mike's case. "A moment please." he waited, and then; "Yeah, he's in his room."

Just FYI, I would have warned if there was a mayor character death...