Time: 0717 Location: Warehouse next to the Potomac, VA
"Team leader is hit! Repeat Team leader is down! Call in the EMTs!" Sarah heard over her ear piece and her insides turned to ice. Team leader was Casey.
"Report! How bad is Team Leader hurt!?" She called over the radio as she ran for the middle of the warehouse.
"I'M NOT HURT! Get Off Me!" She heard over the radio as she rounded the stack of crates and saw Casey trying to stand up while an NSA Tactical guy was trying to keep him on the ground.
"Let him up!" She called out as she walked over. "What happened to you?" She asked looking Casey over for any sign of blood.
"I took two or three shots to the vest from my high right side and this fool threw me to the ground and started yapping about EMT's. He's lucky I don't break his neck for throwing me to the ground like that. Then he'll need the ambulance." Casey grunted out as he pushed past the two tactical guys and walked towards the exit.
When they were away from the crowd Sarah touched his arm. "John are you hurt?" She asked.
Casey was about to go off on another rant but then he saw the concern in her eyes and sighed. "I'm fine. Just a bit sore. I'll take care of it tomorrow. Now lets mount up and get to the next target location before they figure out one of their buildings was hit." He said walking to the SUV.
Time:1020 Location: Roark Industries, Los Angles CA
Chuck walked up to the door to the ambulance and watched as the EMT put the last few stitches in Jordan's side. "So give it to me straight Doc. Will she live?" He asked smirking.
"Yes, but she will need some bed rest. I suggest she stay off her feet for a few days." The EMT said bandaging up Jordan's side.
"You hear that young lady? No walking around for you." He said patting her hand.
"Chuck, I'm old enough to be your mother." Jordan said.
"And you look like it with your bandages, and limp. Now lets get you back to Castle. You can run the rest of the missions from there. You can do all the boring stuff." Chuck said helping her into his car which he pulled around after coordinating with NSA cleaners.
"Fine, but I'm not going to like it." She said getting in the passenger seat. She looked in the back seat and saw Roark's limp body. "Why is he in the car?" She asked.
"I'm taking him to an interrogation room back at Castle. Anna will have some questions for him. I think I'll work with Morgan to take down the Air field and leave Anna and Scott with you back at Castle. How does that sound?" Chuck asked driving slowly and avoiding bumps in the road.
"Like a good idea. I want to meet this Anna girl." Jordan said.
"Hay, be nice. She's a strong girl but she's also very fragile when it comes to emotional situations." Chuck said.
"I'm not going to hurt her, I just want to get to know her." Jordan said indignantly.
"Right. Just remember Scott really loves her. Just keep that thought in the back of your head." Chuck said smirking.
"No thanks to you, putting them together like that." She muttered.
"I heard that. You keep that muttering up and I'll make sure you don't get any fro-yo." Chuck said.
"Your no fun." She said sticking her tongue out at him. It was obvious the drugs had kicked in at this point.
Time:1040 Location: burning warehouse, Los Angles CA
Morgan ran into the warehouse. Everything was knocked over. The whole place was full of black smoke and there were small fires everywhere. "ANNA! ANNA!" He called out looking for her. She was one of only three people still inside when the building exploded. "ANNA! WHERE ARE YOU!?" He called out.
"Here!" came a weak reply from his left. Morgan ran to the office and found her under a table.
Morgan tossed the table aside and checked her over for injuries. "Are you hurt? Is anything broken?" He asked.
"No I think the table took most of the blast. I'm lucky I was in this room when the bomb went off. Help me up." She said coughing.
Morgan picked her up and carried her outside to the ambulance as fire fighters ran into the burning building. Scott was there and he freaked out when he saw Morgan carrying Anna
"What happened?" He asked.
"Some kind of bomb." Morgan said placing her on a gurney. As soon as he backed up two EMT's started checking her over.
"Is she hurt?" Scott asked in shock. This was the third hit to his system and it was starting to take it's toll on him. He looked like he was going to pass out any second now.
"I don't think so. They might want to take her to the hospital for some tests though. I've got to call Chuck." Morgan said patting Scott on the back before walking away. He pulled out his phone.
Chuck was just about to turn into the parking lot of the Buy More when his phone vibrated. He saw it was Morgan. That was not a good sign. "Morgan what's wrong?" He asked.
"We cleared the warehouse but during the clean up the building exploded. Anna was inside. She looks fine but they are taking her to the hospital to make sure." Morgan said.
"What hospital?" He asked.
"Ellie's hospital." Morgan said.
"Take Scott to the hospital with you and wait for us. We will be there in fifteen." Chuck said.
"I see you there." Morgan said hanging up. "Come on you can ride with her in the Ambulance. I'll follow in the Charger." Morgan said pushing him up into the ambulance. He pulled one of the EMT's aside. "He's in shock, give him something for it. I don't know how well he can handle a waiting room right now."
"I'll look him over on the way. Your other friend has a few cuts and a mild concussion but we want to run a few test on her to be sure." she said.
"Right, I'll follow you guys to the hospital." Morgan said running to the car.
Time: 0835 Location: room 619, run down Days Inn south loop, Chicago, IL
Melissa knocked on the door and a tall ruggedly handsome man opened the door. "Little Bunny?" He said pulling her into a huge hug.
"Tony! I've missed you so much!" She said smiling huge.
"My Little Bunny got so big! The NSA has really done a number on you little girl. Look at you now. I remember when you were all elbows and knees." He said holding her at arms length.
"Yes, well the FBI turned a big dumb jock into a man so anything is possible." Melissa said laughing. "You know my team mate Jenifer Daily." Melissa said pulling Jen closer. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Jen blush.
"Yes, we've met. We've been setting up this op. for the last week." Anthony Barns said smiling a shy smile.
"Oh my God look at you two! Its soo cute!" Melissa said smirking at the two.
"Shut up Melissa!" Jen said blushing.
"Yeah, Bunny. Shut up. We have work to do." Tony said blushing and turning away from them to walk over to the bank of computer monitors he had set up.
"Fine, but later we're going to have to talk about this" Melissa said in a sing-song-y tone, and smiling a megawatt smile. She was super happy. Tony was her favorite cousin growing up. More like an older brother then a cousin. He lived a few houses away from her and he was very protective of her growing up. They went to the same schools. They were both a bit slow when it came to smarts but they were both very athletic. Baseball and softball in the summer. Football and hockey in the winter. Every year he was the MVP of the teams they played on, and she barely made the cut. They both left Chicago five years ago and now they were back home playing for two different teams. NSA and FBI. By the end of the day she hoped to change that. She was hoping to get Tony on the team and now she had even more motivation to do it. In the tree weeks she'd been working with Jenifer Daily she never saw her take a second look at anyone. Male or female. And now she was a blushing teen around Tony. This was going to be fun.
"Any movements since I checked in last night?" Jen asked walking over to the monitors.
"Not really. Johns and junkies come and go all day but the hookers, dealers and bangers stay. The Fulcrum agents come and go but during the day they mostly stay on the top two floors, and run building security. These two rooms at the end of the hall on this top floor house video surveillance. The four rooms next to them house what look like tactical response teams." Tony said calling up video feeds from the rooms as he talked.
"This is some really good work Tony. How did you do all of this?" Melissa asked.
"This scumbag hotel shares a wall with the one next door. During the night my team drilled through the wall and ran the fiber optic cameras. We've been watching them for three days." Tony said.
"Awesome!" Melissa said.
"Yes it is. I wish we could do this with the other target locations." Jen said watching the monitors. "Is your team in place?" Jen asked.
"They are. When we get into place with your team I'll call in the green light and they'll hit the lobby and start from the ground floor." He said smirking.
"And what is our entry point?" Melissa asked. The other two shared and smirk and laughed. "What? What's the entry point?" Melissa asked.
"Well," Tony said smiling. "Since the two hotels share a brick wall I figured we could blow the wall connecting the two and storm the hotel from the tactical room." Tony said.
"We get to use explosives again?" Melissa asked excitedly.
"I thought you might like this plan." Jen said smiling.
"Your Damn right I do! Lets go do this!" Melissa said pulling her vest out of the duffle bag she was carrying. Jen and Tony shared a laugh.
Five minutes later Melissa, Jenifer, and Tony were stacked up outside the door to room 624 with the NSA tactical team standing by room 622. "Are we all ready?" Tony asked.
"We are all good to go. Hit the button." Melissa said excitedly.
"I will, but after this we are going to have to talk about your love of blowing things up." Tony said pointing at her with the detonator.
"Just hit the button will you , Lover boy." She said winking at him.
"Smart ass." Tony mumbled hitting the button. Both hotels rocked and dusty smoke came wafting out from under the door. Tony pulled down his gas mask and opened the door.
As one they ran into the room and split up taking out targets as they cleared from room to room. Melissa kicked open a door at the end of the hall and shot the two agents scrambling for their guns. "Man I live this job." She said to herself as she moved on to the next room. She saw Jen and Tony working together clearing rooms on the other side of the hall and smirked. They were defiantly going to need to bring Tony on to the team. She was sure she could talk Chuck into it.
Time: 0738 Location: Blackhawk over a hotel Brooklyn, NY
"Alright people lets move!" Sam said tossing open the side door and kicking the rope out. She was the first one to slide down and she scanned the roof as her team dropped down to the roof behind her. When Rick tapped her on the shoulder she ran to the door and kicked it open letting Rick take point down the stairs. In seconds she was in a firefight with gang bangers and Fulcrum agents using the doorways as cover. It looked like the NYPD SWAT jumped the gun and went early casing the scum to flee up stairs and into the middle of the gun fight going on. Sam darted into an empty room and found a connecting door to the room next door. She kicked it in and shot the two bangers in the room. "Tac1 on Me!" She called out as she went for the next door. She kicked it in and frond a Fulcrum agent trying to reload his M4. She dropped him and went for the next door only to get thrown back by the blast of an explosion. She sat up and saw nothing but carnage in the room she was headed.
"You okay?" Hill asked.
"Yeah, what the hell was that?" She asked as he helped her up.
"I think one of the Fulcrum guys pulled the pin on a grenade and dropped it when he got shot. Rick's making his way through the room just like you." Hill said.
"This is going to take a long fucking time." Sam said tagging a guy running across the hall with a Glock in his hand.
Time: 1039 Location: Highway heading west out of Austen, TX
Roy Dobbs' day was just getting worse and worse. For reasons he didn't understand he was sitting in the passenger seat of his own Bronco with the crazy one behind the wheel. He didn't know how she talked him into driving or how she got his keys but here they were headed to the next, and thankfully last bust. After this he never had to see her face again. In fact after this day was over he was going to use the vacations days he had saved up and take a trip out to his cabin in the woods. He didn't want to see people or action after this for at lest a few weeks.
"Why the long face Ranger Dobbs?" Carina asked with a big smile on her face.
"Just thinking about what I'm going to do after this day is over." He said.
"Have you ever thought about not being a Ranger? Maybe working on a team that did more then track down murderers and drug runners?" She asked.
"Are you offering me a job? Because if I have to work with you the answer is no." He said shaking his head.
"Oh come on! I'm not that bad! I'm a lot of fun." She said running her hand up his leg.
Time: 0740 Location: office building, 21st floor, Boston, MA
Steven Snow lead half of his team up the stairway on south side of the building from the 19th floor. From the feed they jacked two days ago it looked like the Fulcrum guys were still unaware they were coming. Steven stacked up on the door with his team and waited a few seconds for the other half of the team to call in the ready. A kick to the door, three flash bangs and ten seconds of gun fire and the six agents guarding the computer geeks were down. With a few hand gestures the team spread out and started rounding up the geeks. In four minutes they were all lined up against the wall, zip tied, and ready for transfer to the FBI field office for holding. Steven looked at the line of captives and nodded. This was how a tactical assault was supposed to go. He hoped the other teams were having as much luck as he was. At this rate he would be available to assist one of the other teams in an hour. "Lets call our Federal friends to come pick these guys up so we can keep this show moving along." He said and two of his guys pulled out their radios and called for transport.
Time: 0941 Location: office building, 6th floor, Denver CO
This was going to be easy she thought as she stacked up on the door with her team. Six targets, twenty six computer annalists. Easy. That thought flew out the window as soon as the door was kicked in. The first two guys through the door took a hailstorm of bullets. A second later bullets came flying through the wall causing the team to drop to the floor. Kate didn't know what to do for a second as the plan she had was now gone. That's when she saw the stamped of people coming down the stairs. "Mike, take a guy and hold those people back up stairs!" She yelled. She lifted up to look through one of the bullet holes and saw six Agents in tactical gear hiding behind a wall of knocked over tables and desks. She also saw the Annalists hiding in a back room. Using hand signals she backed her team down the stairs and pulled out a canister from her vest. From the canister she pulled out ten feet of det. cord she made a ruff doorway and light the fuse before running up the stairs. The det. cord cut through the wall. Kate ran at the hole in the wall pulling flash bangs off her vest she ran right at the wall of desks, dropped to her knees, slid across the floor, came to a stop with her back to the wall and tossed the two flash bangs over it. She tucked her head between her legs right before they went off. She popped up with her MP5 and sprayed the six tactical agents with all thirty rounds. When her mag was empty she dropped her MP5 and pulled her USP compact and looked at the six waiting for one of them to make a move. "Team on me!" She called out. Watching the door to the back room. "Mike, let those people out now!" She called out. When her team lined up next to her she called out, "Everyone in the back room come out with your hands up! If you have a weapon toss it before coming out. If any of you try anything I will have my team execute all of you. I'm in no mode to fuck around!" She yelled.
In seconds all of the computer geeks were standing in a line with their hands up. "Check them and zip tie them up for transport." She said. She stopped Mike. "Did we lose our two guys?" She asked softly.
"Dead." Mike said.
"Shite! I didn't want to lose anyone today." She said looking sad and sick at the same time.
"Come with me." Mike said taking her hand and pulling her out into the hall. "You didn't lose anyone. They got killed doing their job. They were first through the door. It happens." Mike said.
"I should have been first through the door." Kate said as a tear rolled down her cheek.
"You're in charge of the mission. You're supposed to be the last one through the door." Mike said.
"Chuck would have been the first one through the door." She said.
"And Chuck would have been shot and killed. Then what? Who's going to run the mission? Get your head out of your ass and think like an agent. We do a dangerous job. Sometimes we get shot. Sometimes we die. This was the last mission in Denver. Lest finish up the clean up and head to the air field. We could get called in to work with another team." Mike said patting her on the back.
"You're right." Kate said wiping her eyes. "I need to get my head back in the game." She said. "Thanks for talking me through this." She said.
"It's what I'm here for. Besides, we have a date later and I have to keep you alive until then." Mike said smiling.
Time:1055 Location: Hospital, Los Angles CA
Chuck and Jordan walked through the doors to the ER and saw Morgan and Scott sitting in the waiting room. Jordan ran up to Scott and hugged him. "Jordan! Your stitches. Sit down." Chuck said shaking his head as he pulled Morgan into a hug. "Hey little buddy, how did it go out there today?" He asked pulling him off to the side of the room.
"Bad Chuck. Real bad. I shot two people, I let Anna get hurt and I froze up when the action first started. I let you down." Morgan said losing his fight with his tears and letting them flow.
"Hey! You didn't let me down. You did a good job. You always do. You're the most reliable man I know. We all freeze up the first time we get into a gun fight. It happens to us all. The first time I got shot at I pissed myself just I little bit and went catatonic. As for letting Anna get hurt, that's just crazy talk. Anna had a job to do. She got hurt doing it. If anyone should feel bad about her getting hurt it should be me. I gave her the assignment. I ordered her to hit that warehouse. You watched her back and when the building blew up where were you?" Chuck asked.
"Out side tossing my guts up." Morgan said waiting for Chuck to yell at him.
"And you ran into the burning building to get her out didn't you?" Chuck asked.
"How did you know?" Morgan asked looking shocked.
"Because it's what I expect from you. It's why I wanted you on the team. You're a lot like Casey you know? For your family you'd storm the gates of hell. Your job is not to be the guy that gets blown up. Your job is to be the guy that runs into a burning building to get that guy out. Today it was Anna. And you know what? She's alive because you risked your life to go into that building and get her out. A lot of guys would have stood outside and waited for the Fire trucks, but you ran in and got her out." Chuck said looking Morgan in the eye.
"But I killed two people today. Dead. I feel dirty." Morgan said looking a little green.
"And I killed 276 people today!" Chuck said. "Men and women, 250 of them didn't even get the chance to fight back. I slaughtered them. Does that make me a monster?" Chuck asked.
"No. Those were very bad guys. I saw the list. " Morgan said.
"And the same can be said about you're two. You can't think about them as people. Not really. They are the enemy. Bad guys. Men and women that would take pleasure in gutting you. Enemies of the State. Traitors to this country and it's people. Today I put you in a kill or be killed situation Morgan. And today you killed. You are a killer now Morgan. Just like everyone else on the team. We all deal with that fact in different ways. I can't say you won't be effected by it. You should be. You took a life, but you have to deal with that, and then you have to move on. If you want to play in this world you have to make choices. Sometimes those choices are easy ones. Sometimes they're complicated. Every time I make the choice to kill someone. I try to off set that choice by making another one. I try being a better man to the people around me. Work harder for them. Try to look after them. That's what I do. It's the way I deal with it. We all do different things. I know Sarah takes showers. She doesn't think I know but I do. She stands under the hot water until it runs cold. She does it to feel clean again. Melissa gets quite and thoughtful, and when she thinks no one is looking, she prays. Casey drinks alone in the dark. We all kill, and we all try to make pennants for it. You should talk to Alex. She has a few years in the business. The same thing can be said for Anna. I put you with those two for a reason. One of them likes you and the other one will look after you. It's the same situation I was put in when I first started this game two years ago. Sarah took care of my feelings and Casey protected me." Chuck said.
"I understand, Chuck I do, it's just. I never thought I'd…" Morgan trailed off.
"Never thought you'd have to kill. To tell you the truth I kind of hoped you'd never have to. The fact that you feel torn up about it means you're a good man. The day you stop feeling anything is the day you have to worry. It means you're dead inside." Chuck said. They heard a crash down the hall and a string of Russian swear words. "Speaking of our little Russian." Chuck said running down the hall to find the source of the commotion. He spotted Anna trying to fend off the two doctors with a try while trying to put on her paints.
"ANNA SIT DOWN!" Chuck yelled in Russian. Anna dropped the try and sat on the bed. "Good," Chuck said switching back to English. "Now what the hell is going on in here?" Chuck asked coming into the room.
"I told them I don't need to be here. I have work to do." Anna said.
"Don't worry about that right now." Chuck said coming up to her and putting his hand on her shoulder. He turned to the doctor. "What's wrong with her doc?"
"She has two cracked ribs, a mild concussion, and a huge bruise covering most of her body. She needs bed rest. I don't know how she's even able to stand right now." The doctor said.
Chuck looked at Anna. He saw the look in her eye. It was the same caged look she had when they first met her in the alley. "Can she rest at home? Does she need to be in the hospital for any reason?" Chuck asked.
"Not really but she does need to be monitored. She needs to be in bed but she can't fall asleep." The doctor said.
"If she was looked after at home could she be checked out?" Chuck asked holding Anna around the shoulders.
"I would like to bandage her ribs and run another X-ray to check for other fractures. Aside from that I don't see why she needs to be here."
"She will cooperate with you." Chuck said getting a dirty look from Anna. "Don't give me that look young lady. You will follow the doctors orders and then you can go back to Castle to rest. We all love you and want to make sure you're okay." Chuck said holding her gently.
"What about the second mission?" She asked.
"I'll take care of it. You will rest. That's an order." Chuck said. He pulled the two doctors out of the room. "I need to talk to her for a few minute then you can run whatever tests you need to." Chuck said shutting the door. He came back to her and sat on the bed. "I was going to give you this later but I figured now was a good time." Chuck said pulling out a black little box. Anna opened it to find a small white angel with gold CA inlay. "Tungsten, the hardest metal in the world. You are my strongest Angel. Bulletproof. But even my strong Angel needs to take time off. She needs to take care of herself because we all love her very much and we want to keep her around." He said clipping the thin gold chain around her neck.
"I am honored." She said looking misty eyed.
"And so am I. You're a very important member of the team Anna, and more importantly, you're family. Now I'll leave you to the Rodgers. Scott will drive you and Jordan back to Castle when you're done getting checked out. Then I want you to rest." Chuck said.
"But I don't want to rest. I hate being bed ridded." She said.
"Then you can sit in the observation room and study Roark for me. Find his weak spot. After the raid on the air field I'm going to need to break him fast. I need to know what the site in the Nevada desert is." Chuck said.
"I will find his weakness and tell you how to break him." She said coldly.
"I know you will. You're my hard Angel after all. My go to girl for breaking people. Don't work too hard. I want you to rest. I know you've been hurt worse in the past but now you have a family to look after you. You have to let them." He said kissing her on the top of the head.
"I will." She said blushing.
"That's my girl." Chuck said smiling as he walked out of the room.
Chuck waved the two doctors in before walking down the hall to the waiting room. "She will be fine. They want to run a few tests and bandage her up a bit, but after that we can take her back to Castle." Chuck said making everyone relax. "Morgan, where is the rest of your tactical team?" He asked.
"They should be waiting for me at the staging area a few miles from the airfield." Morgan said.
"Right. You have your vest and weapon in the car you came in?" Chuck asked.
"I do." Morgan said holding up the keys to the Charger.
"Good, me and you are going to finish things here in L.A. and then head back to Castle to act as stand by. Scott, this is a key to my BMW M5. It's parked in the lot. When the doctors are done with Anna I need you to drive them both back to Castle." He said tossing him the key. "Jordan can you handle any calls that come through Castle until I get back?" He asked.
"I can." She said.
"Good. Lets go little Buddy. Me and you are going to take care of business." Chuck said slinging his arm around Morgan.
After a quick stop off at his BMW for his bag they drove out to the staging area a mile away from the small private airfield. Chuck got out and waited for Morgan to take the lead with the six remaining team members. Morgan took a second to gather his thoughts before he got out and walked confidently over to the group. "Bud, are we all set for this?" He asked the team leader.
"We are. Do you have any word on how the rest of the team is doing?" The big man asked.
"Chris' leg wound is stitched up and he should be fine. Anna took a beating but she's okay. As for the other three… none of them made it." Morgan said looking cold.
"Shit." Bud said and the rest of the team nodded.
"Sums it up nicely, but we can't deal with that right now. We have just one more target to hit and then we can deal with that." Morgan said walking over to the map of the airport laid out on the hood of one of the SUVs.
"You're right, let's take care of this." Bud said coming to stand next to Morgan. "As it stands we are short five shooters. I don't think we should take both SUVs." Bud said.
"I do, I'll drive the first one with Chuck, Travers and Cole riding the skids. You take the rest of the men in the second SUV. There should be about ten people watching the hangers. When we hit the gate I will take the first hanger I want you to take the second. I want this airfield secured and ready for use in case we need it." Morgan said pointing to the map.
"Yes sir!" Bud said waving the men into place.
Chuck smiled at his little friend's commanding voice. Chuck strapped on his vest and tossed his jacket in the car. Because he was going to be riding the skids on the side of the car he slung his MP5 over his shoulder and pulled out his Sig. He saw Morgan hop into the driver's seat of the lead SUV and ran over to join him. "You ready for this?" he asked low enough so no one else heard him.
"I am. I want you to ride the driver's side if you don't mind?" He said starting the engine.
"Where else would I be?" Chuck asked planting his feet on the skid and grabbing the roof bar.
"Okay team lets do this and be ready for what comes next!" Morgan called out as he pulled out of the lot and onto the access road for the tiny airport. Up ahead was the gate and it was halfway sliding shut. "Chuck can you do something about the gate?" Morgan asked.
"Let's see?" Chuck said aiming at the gears of the gate box. He prayed this would work before shooting the box six times. The first few shots did nothing but the rest of them destroyed the box and stopped the gate. Two guards ran out of the guard booth with M4s. Chuck put two in each of them dropping the two before they could bring this guns up. Morgan aimed for the center of the opening and just cleared Chuck's ass.
He rolled onto the runway and up to the first hanger. Before the SUV even came to a full stop Chuck jumped off and brought his MP5 up to shoot a guard standing in front of the hanger. Running into the hanger with Travers and Cole behind him. Covering the hanger door and sweeping right to left he spotted another guard running to the G6 parked in the hanger from a side door. Taking aim he shot him in the shoulder, sending him to the ground. Chuck ran up to his and kicked the Glock out of his hand. "Zip tie him." He said as he ran to the door at the back of the hanger. Setting up next to the door he checked the little window and saw three men scrambling for the guns in a locker. Kicking in the door they all turned around. Chuck shot each one in the collar bone. "How many people work here?" Chuck asked. He got no response. He walked over to the closest guy and stepped on his shoulder wound. The man cried out in pain. "Now I'll ask one more time, and only one more time, How Many People Work Here? If you don't talk I'll shot you in the other shoulder." Chuck said shouldering his gun.
"Twelve! Two guards at the gate. Two guards per hanger. Three pilots, and the tree of us in this office." The guy said.
"Twelve? You're sure? Because if I find a thirteenth guy walking around I'm coming back here to teach you how to count. You understand me?" Chuck asked in a tone that made it quite clear what that lesson would be.
"Twelve. I swear!" He said close to pissing himself.
"Okay then." Chuck said. He turned around to see Morgan come through the door. "Zip tie these guys up will you?" He said turning to leave. Out of the corner of his eye he saw one of the men reach for a gun. Spinning around he put two shots in his chest. "ANYONE ELSE WANT TO TRY SOMETHING!?" Chuck yelled. He got two head shakes and a look of fear and respect out of Morgan. "Tie those two up and call for the EMTs. I'm going to check on the rest of the team." Chuck said walking out.
Time: 0757 Location: Office building on K Street Washington D.C.
Sarah looked at the line of prisoners being marched out of the building. 41 from the tenth floor and 26 from the twelfth floor. 68 in total. All of them hackers or former CIA assets. They were being guarded by twelve agents, all of them were dead now. She flashed on a teenaged girl, Carolina Ross, 19 years old. Wanted for computer hacking, convicted of money laundering, she was supposed to be serving a three year sentence in jail. Sarah blinked and rubbed her forehead. "Head hurting Walker?" Casey asked from behind her.
"Killing me. I have no idea how Chuck does it, each flash feels like a hot knife stabbing me in the brain." She said.
"Tell me about it." He said popping two more Advil.
"How's the chest John?" She asked.
"Fine, after this day is over I'll take a few days off to deal with the bruising." He said rubbing his chest under his vest.
"What's next after this?" She asked as the last few people were being loaded onto the bus.
"I think it's the docks and the connected warehouse." He said.
"Lets get to it then." She said walking to the SUV.
"Maybe we can get reinforcements at some point. Snow has to be done by now." Casey said.