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Masked
Chapter 5:
Face groggily opened his eyes and squinted at the bright intrusion of light. He blinked several times before bringing the room into focus. He looked down and discovered he was laying on a table, with his hands and feet securely bound.
"What the-" He muttered before being interrupted.
"Nice of you to finally wake up Peck."
Face turned his head in the direction of the voice.
"Crane? What the hell are you doing? Untie me now."
Crane smiled a sinister smile that made Face's blood run cold.
"In good time Peck, but if I were you I wouldn't move around too much, at least not until I tell you to."
It was then that Face heard it, a ticking noise. It was slight but he definitely heard it. He immediately stilled, but his heart had other ideas.
"Ok Crane, you have my attention, what the hell do you want?"
"Your colonel of course."
"Hannibal? Why?"
Crane slammed his fist down on the the table and Face held his breath.
"He made me look like a fool! Everytime he outsmarted Decker, I got blamed! Decker demoted me and your beloved colonel ruined my career, and I am going to make him pay."
"The dreams though...How did they know?"
To Face's surprise Crane laughed..
"Oh that was the easy part. You all have been letting your guard down.I have more disguises than you could ever think of. Your latest client? It was me in heard of Scopolamine, the mind control drug? First I was the new orderly at the VA, so it wasn't hard giving it to Murdock, then when I met Smith as the hopeful man who desperately needed the A-team's help I offered him a meal which he gladly accepted, then I followed Baracus to a restaurant and to be honest, drugging him was easy. After that it was a matter of watching and waiting. Once they were asleep I just had to plant the seed of the dream and watch it grow."
To say that Face was surprised was an understatement. Had they really been that sloppy? Had arrogance cost them this?
For once Face was speechless. Sure he had been in tougher positions than this, hell he had been tortured and damn near broken by the best the vietcong had to offer. But this was different , Crane wasn't after information like the others,no, the only thing he wanted was Hannibal, and the evil look in his eyes told Face he wouldn't stop until he succeeded.
Face kept quiet while Crane ranted and paced throughout the building they were in. It was the first time he actually took notice as to where he was. The old theater where he attempted to show a movie he produced. It had been closed down and boarded up for months. He returned his focus to the situation at hand. He couldn't see if the bomb was actually attached to him or the table he was bound to, either way he knew the situation was not good.
"Damn" he quietly cursed to himself.
Face knew Hannibal would come for him, and he knew Crane knew it was no way around it, you just simply did not leave a man behind. He could not allow Hannibal to trade places with him, he loved and respected him to much. Crane would either have to die, or Face would make it so there would be nothing for Hannibal to come for, meaning he would kill himself or allow Crane to kill him to save Hannibal.
Face took a deep breath and turned towards Crane.
"Hey Crane, I have a deal for you."