Justice belongs to those who claim it, but let the claimant beware lest he create new injustice by his claim and thus set the bloody pendulum of revenge into its inexorable motion- Frank Herbert
V. Pendulum
New York Saturday 6:00AM
Walters rubbed his sweaty palms on his pants as he stared out his office window as he waited for his assistant to bring him Ross's file. His thoughts were interrupted as his office door opened and his assistant carried in a stack of files.
"Sir, here are all of the files you requested."
"How long until the operations room is up and running" Walters replied
"About 10 minutes Sir."
"Good" Walters replied as he dismissed him with a wave of his hand.
Walters picked up the first file and began reviewing the content. 'Last Name: Ross, First Name: Alexander, Date of Birth: Estimated between 1980-1985, Ethnicity: Unknown-Suspected East African, Gender: Female, Hieght: 6ft, Weight: 165, Language Proficiency: Multi Lingual, medical History: genetic disorder; diagnosed 1999.
Before Walters could finish reading Ross's file his train of thought was broken by the phone on his desk ringing. He swiftly reached across his desk and grabbed the phone off the receiver and stated into the phone "Walters."
After a pause a female voice replied over the phone "Battery Park, south entrance, 1 hour, come alone." Before Walters could respond Ross had already hung up and all that could be heard on the other line was a soft hum of a dial tone.
Walters hastily rose from his desk and rushed down the hall to the operations center. As he pulled open the door he was greeted with a room full of tech employees who were sitting at state of the art computer modules. Walters walked up to the command post and began bellowing out orders.
"Listen up people, the target has made contact. I want a 200 meter perimeter set up around Battery Park, I want snipers covering the South and North entrances and exits. I want a team mobile in 10 minutes and I want them operational in 15."
He made a jester to the woman on his left. "Bring up Ross's file on the control panel and send her photo to the mobile devices of the team."
Walters turned to his assistant and ordered him to get in contact with Frost. He turned back to the control panel as he watched everything being put in place. His assistant handed him a cell phone where he informed Frost of the situation, once Frost gave him the go ahead he hung up and put his communication piece into his ear and started a mic check.
One by one over the communication line each asset acknowledged their position and status as on site and ready. Walters watched as his technicians hacked into the camera feeds surrounding the park.
"Alright people look alive and alert this target is one of our own, she knows every move in the book and will be 3 steps ahead of you. This is a kill on sight mission. Once the target is down you have 20 minutes to collect the body and return to the safe house for confirmation."
Walters looked at his watch as the hand hit 7:00AM
Staring through binoculars on the roof of the building across the street sat two figure dressed in black.
"You hear that Finch?"
"Yes Ms. Shaw, how do you two think we should proceed, it will be impossible for you both to be in two places at once?"
"We don't need to be" John interjected
"Why is that Mr. Reese" Finch questioned
"Because if she's a good as Walters says she is, there's no way she's going to show up at Battery Park."John replied.
"If it were me I'd find a way to confront Walters when he's alone, or if I didn't care I'd just blow up the entire building."Shaw stated out loud.
"Let's hope for our sakes Ms. Shaw that Ms. Ross isn't that drastic"
"You know Finch stopping her would be a lot easier if we knew what she looked like" John stated.
"Unfortunately Mr. Reese I haven't been able to find any information on , it's strange it's like she doesn't exist, no photos, alias, or records."
John and Shaw exchanged contemplative glances they were both concerned about the lack of information too. Given both their experiences in espionage, every spy had a back story and a past. John had an eerie feeling that was running up his spine.
He remembered something that Snow once told him about the job. He said that there are two types of monsters in their business, the ones who choose to walk in the darkness and the ones who were born into it. He had a sinking feeling that they were about to meet one who was born into it.
Walters looked at his watch it was 7:20AM and still no sign of Ross yet he was beginning to think she spotted one of the assets and fled. Before he could contemplate anymore his phone rang again. He picked up the phone and signaled for them to trace his phone, once he was given the go ahead he answered.
"Walters."
"You know Walters the least you could do is actually show up to a meeting with your disgruntled employee."Ross replied calmly over the line. Walters looked at the surveillance monitors.
"I am at the meeting but I don't see you." A slow chuckle sounded out over the phone.
"Tisk, tisk Walters you shouldn't insult my intelligence, you wouldn't want to make me any more upset then I already am. You know I'm a little offended that all you sent after me were 8 people."
Walters covered the receiver and asked where his trace was.
"Sir, it's coming in now...that can't be right it says she's…"He watched as his assistant trailed off as he turned around and stopped dead in his tracks as his eyes widened. Walters raised his eyebrow and was about to ask him what was wrong when he heard a click and felt a pressure in the middle of his back.
He felt his heart plummet to his stomach and the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end as he felt a warm breath on his right ear as a female voice whispered into his ear.
"Right behind you." She kissed his cheek and grabbed the back of his collar.
"Alright nerds if you don't want to die I suggest you make your way out of the building, now."
At first no one moved, he heard Ross sigh as she removed the gun from his back and put a bullet into his assistants head. As soon as the gun went off the remaining people in the room fled. After everyone was gone Ross shoved him into a desk chair and shoved her gun into the bottom of his chin.
"Now Walters you have 5 minutes to tell me everything I want to know."