“Is there anything else?” She looked him dead in the eye, hoping to see whether he was lying.
“No…they’re coming after me… and I know that they’ll use you as a target!”
“Who’s they?” she asked looking confused,
“The great drug lord himself… Pacino and his clan. They’ve had that bullet with my name on it ever since I sabotaged their business.” He stopped,
“Tell me more. I want to know what you did, how did you stop them? Did you put em in the cage where they belong?”
She sat up looking fondly at him once again. Had she not heard any of this? Her life was in danger!
“If I tell you more, then you’d know too much.”
The alarm clock went off and he left the room. It was 0615.
Will stepped out of the shower and got dressed. He called out to Erica. No reply. He called out again. No reply. He looked back and forth and reached into his sock drawer and loaded a small hand gun. He broke into a sprint and then noticed the post it that was stuck to the door. He looked around wearily before he read it.
“Meet me at the hunters lodge at midnight tonight, you don’t show up with everything you owe me…Let’s just say deer won’t be the only thing that gets killed in this forest!”
He darted down the stairs, the fury within him building up to his very last nerve. He got into his car and sped off down the road.
Will had driven fifteen minutes when he got to a very narrow road that would have been easily missed by those not knowing what they were looking for. He stepped out of the vehicle, went through the nearby bushes and beyond it stood a great white building. He walked to the side of the door where a keypad and a finger print scanner rested. He typed in the six digit code that he had to enter-240990, Erica’s birthday.
The door swung open and he walked down a narrow dimly lit flight of stairs where he entered a very large hall packed with researchers, fellow field agents and of course the infiltration teams. He was greeted by a stocky, yet handsome man.
“Will, I heard, how you holding up?” asked the man,
“How did you find out? It only happened a little over half an hour ago…” Said Will looking confused about how and where he had received the information.
“Willy my man, have you learnt nothing from your five years here….Will we’re the government, we know all!”
Will gave some orders to the man, telling him to find a link, a man called Crackey Al.
“Got it!” said the assistant taking in everything he had just heard Will say.
Will broke off from the rest for a while and went to his office to think. He thought of everything that had just happened, confused by everything he still kept a straight face through all of it, although he felt a lot of hatred inside for Pacino. Will emerged out of his deep thoughts after there was a knock on the door and in came one of the new employees
“Sir we’ve found Cracky Al and all the leads to Pacino sir.” Spoke the youth,
“Good, park my car out front.” Will got up and took his leave along with the youth.
Will stepped out of the building with two very large men who both stepped into the large hummer h2 alongside Will and they sped off down the road once again.
“I told you once man! I don’t know anything about your wife or Pacino!”
Will took out his gun swiftly and put it to Cracky’s head.
“Now what’s wrong with you man, no need for guns up in my crib man, c’mon you remember your tenth birthday party man, pin the tail on the donkey, the cake, yo’ mama friends with my mama, now there’s no need for guns Will! Ill tell you what you want to hear.
Here’s an address, you’ll find him there for sure, I don’t know anything else.” He took out a piece of paper, wrote out an address and handed it to Will. Will took a step back towards the door and took his leave.
Will read the address and made an immediate call to the government.
“Yes, that’s right, fully loaded team of men, turns out where we were supposed to go tonight was a hoax! Fully loaded with C4, ok then tell them to meet me at: South warehouse, it’s the warehouse behind the old nuclear power plant; send the men ASAP about a mile out.” The phone cut and they went back to the car. Will drove very fast through the California rush-hour traffic and came to a halt at the end of a very barren field in front of the large abandoned power plant. Will stepped out of the car and waited, feeling uneasy and raring to go.
The Sun was setting slowly and a fleet of cars pulled up beside him. The team of men stepped out and Will briefed them on what was going to happen. By the time Will was done, the sun had set and the teams were fanning out. They crept silently through the night and slowly moved in on the abandoned warehouse. All teams moved through the large warehouse and Will separated from the groups to find Pacino himself. He crept into a small dimly lit room where he could just about make out a thin beautiful figure in the middle of the room. It was his wife. Will edged forwards into the room and a light suddenly switched on.
“Well, it seems I have underestimated you!” spoke the hazy smoke filled voice of Pacino. “I see you’ve had enough time to re-acquaint yourself with your wife?” He gave a malicious laugh; the men behind Pacino sniggered as well, but obediently stopped as soon as their leader had raised his feeble hands.
“I have about forty men within the walls of this warehouse. Let my wife go and we’ll talk!” Pacino stared at him, his lip curling into a sinister smile. Will grew restless and like the speed of sound took his gun out and put it to Pacino’s head. He picked up his wife and some of Wills men barraged their way into the room. Surely this had to be the end of Pacino. However, in a split second that Will had taken his eye off him, Pacino had reached into his pocket and took out what seemed to look like tear gas. Will stepped back and the burning sensation spread through Will. The smoke had consumed the room making it very hard to navigate themselves out of it. By the time the smoke had cleared, Pacino had gone.
A man burst into the room.
“Will Pacino’s on the run! We’ve got him locked!”
Will got up and left his limp wife on the bench. He sprinted to the top level of the building with his sniper in hand and began to lock onto the large structure that was Pacino. He aimed at the fully illuminated body of Pacino. Everything fell silent. Time slowed down, and Will took one deep breath and shot into the night.
BANG!
He had missed, beads of sweat now forming upon Will’s face.
BANG!
He had hit him, but only in the leg. He looked outside of the aimer, watching the drug lord stumble through the wasteland towards a nearing car. He had one more bullet left.
BANG!
Pacino fell to his death by the car door, blood splattered all over the window.
Will stepped over Pacino’s body and looked at his blue lips and now pale face, cold and stiff. Will was shaking and feeling numb. His wife ran u behind him and threw her arms around him. They both walked to the car and drove off down the moonlit roads, safe and sound. All was well, but now there was more danger than they knew of.
*THE END*
