AN: So, it's been a while since I updated this one, but hey. It is what it is. Besides, I wanted to make sure I knew what it was I wanted to post. This chapter may be a bit long, but I'm not sure. If it's not, then the number of chapters will go up slightly. Either way, you're getting an update, right? Right.

Disclaimer: I do not own World Wrestling Entertainment or any of the wrestlers mentioned herein. The wrestlers portrayed in this act of fiction are property and copyright of the WWE and their respective owners.

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Jeff and Matt walked upstairs, Jeff pushing his hair out of his face. His mind was racing, quickly going over everything that it was he could do in this situation. Katie Lea was going to die regardless. It might be a bit of a stretch, but no one played with his gang like that. No one.

"What are you thinking, Jeff?" Matt asked, pulling his hair back and securing it with a hair band. Jeff looked at Matt.

"I'm thinking we should give Masters what it is he wants. Let's give him Mike, but make sure that Mike can get out. We've got spies now. I'm sure between Eve and Maria they can figure something out for us to work with, right?"

"You have a point. Do you want to call them?" Matt asked. Jeff pulled out his phone, smiling as he pushed a button.

"Already ahead of you," Jeff stated.

"Hello?"

Eve's voice greeted him on the other end of the call, and Jeff spoke.

"Hey, Eve. I need a favor. Consider this your first real job. I need you and Maria to get out of whatever it is you're doing and head to a Greek restaurant. It's called The Grove of Bacchus," he said.

"Alright. What do we need to do?"

"Find a guy named Chris Masters. Walk up to him, tell him Katie Lea sent you and that you have the boy. That's all you need to say, okay?" Jeff said. There was a pause.

"How do I know who he is?" she asked. Jeff thought about it.

"Maria's Greek, right? Have her pretend to be the owner's daughter that just returned from college. Tell her to walk around and meet people, put on the charm. When she finds out who he is, she'll tell you, and you'll do this for me."

"Of course. Sounds pretty easy, actually," she said, a laugh in her tone. "How long?"

"I'll need a half hour to get everything set up. Once it is, tell him it's at the docks, Warehouse 17, okay??"

"You got it, boss man. We'll have him there within the hour," she said. Jeff heard the click of the phone, and hung up, taking a breath.

"Now for the hard part," Jeff said. Matt had his arms crossed over his chest.

"No kidding. How are you going to convince Mike to let you tie him up?" he asked. Jeff shrugged.

"We'll tell him Masters is his."

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Maria fixed her fiery red hair to stay straight and hang down her back. She wore a pair of black dress pants that fit her body perfectly, a white shirt with ruffles along the collar covering her torso. Eve looked at her, a smile on her face.

"You ready for this?" she asked. Maria turned to look at her, taking in Eve's dark hair. It was wavy, hanging down her shoulders to frame her face. She wore a pair of blue jeans, a white t-shirt under a black v-neck vest that came together just under her breasts. She smiled, nodding.

"Completely. I just hope everyone else is."

The two moved, making their way out of the store next to the restaurant. Maria went in first, all smiles, moving around the restaurant with ease, carefully greeting everyone, making up a name and a small story. Luckily, they had just enough time to find out the owners' names, and a little bit about them. Eve walked in a few minutes later, walking up to the bar and ordering a small juice, watching the crowd quietly. She would randomly go back to the juice, seeming to be off in her own little world. After a few minutes, Maria walked up to her, that smile still on her face, sitting next to Eve.

"Alright, I found him. He's the big guy with the white button up at the table over there," Maria said, moving her eyes over, even as she and Eve pretended to get introduced to one another, shaking hands. Eve laughed.

"Got it. Stay around here and greet everyone for a few more minutes, then you head out. I'll meet you next door, okay?" she said. Maria nodded, standing.

"It was so good to meet you. I hope you like everything and come back, okay?"

"Thank you so much. Bye now," Eve said, watching as Maria walked away. She finished her juice, put a few dollars down on the bar, and then walked over toward the table Maria meant, carefully kneeling next to the man. She saw the white button up that Maria was talking about, stretched taut over a very muscled chest. She pulled out her phone, stopping for a minute as though she was checking a text. She snapped a picture of him, forwarding it to Jeff so that he could see the guy. Once it was sent, Eve snapped the phone closed and walked over, putting her hands on his shoulders, leaning down.

"Hi boys. If you don't mind, I need him for just a second," she said. The boys around the table laughed and the man looked at her.

"Who are you?" he asked, one eyebrow arched.

"Doesn't matter. Katie Lea sent me. She said that she has the boy. He's in Warehouse 17, down by the docks," Eve told him. He smiled.

"Thanks, doll." He turned back to the boys and Eve rolled her eyes, turning to walk out of the restaurant. She pulled her phone out, calling Jeff as Maria stepped off the step to the store next to the restaurant, both of them walking together in step down the street.

"Jeff, he's on the move. You got the picture I sent, right?"

"Yeah. Mike's got it, and he's waiting," Jeff replied. Eve and Maria exchanged looks.

"I hope you know what you're doing Jeff. This guy doesn't strike me as the kind of guy to screw with," Eve said. A dark laugh met her statement.

"Oh, I learned from the worst man to fuck with."

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Mike was pissed.

He hated being tied down to anything to begin with, but this was a complete set up. Jeff was relying solely on Mike's ability to get out of virtually anything, but a guy could only do so much. He was tired to the chair, a gag in his mouth. For right now, he was looking around, making sure he could figure out a good way to get out if it came down to it. He knew that part of the warehouse hung out over the water, and there was a hole in the floor. It wasn't big, but the boards over it were loose enough that, if he needed it, he could pull them off and swim back to the shore.

He heard the lock on the door click, and hung his head. Jeff and Matt had beaten him up a little bit, making it look as though he had put up a fight. Jeff said it would be more realistic that way, but Mike swore that the brothers just did it to get back at him for something he'd done before, those assholes. Heavy footfalls announced the man's arrival.

"Oh, my poor pet. What have they done to you?" the man asked, gently tilting Mike's chin up. Mike forced his blue eyes to look helpless, looking up at Chris with fear.

"No need for that, pet. I won't hurt you."

Chris then moved, carefully pulling the gag out of Mike's mouth. Mike knew that if he spoke, he'd give away the fact that he wasn't actually afraid of this man. He looked wearily at Chris before lowering his eyes.

"Aw, Michael, pet. No one will hurt you now."

The next thing Chris knew, Mike was out of the chair, the rope that had been used to tie him still now around Chris' neck. He walked backwards, tugging the large man into the chair. Then, he pulled out a gun and put it next to Chris' temple. Time seemed to freeze as Mike walked around Chris, standing in front of him, blue eyes blazing.

"My name is Mike. And don't call me pet."

TBC...

AN: Things are really mixing up now!! I foresee... about three more chapters. Maybe more, depending on how I decide to write out the ending. Hope you like it!!

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