Tangled Web

Drew lets a sly, almost sinister smile spread on his face. "Of course I wouldn't want anything to happen to a beauty like you." He heads for the door. "I bet you do know an awful lot about Carson. Him being the ladies' man that we was, I bet you've got stuff on him I don't even want to know about."

As he opens the door and steps out into the dark, thunder rolling in the distance can be heard. Drew looks up at the sky where stars are starting to disappear under a cloud cover. "It's gonna be a good night." He thumbs to a jeep around the side of the warehouse. "Get in."

They are followed by another thug who keeps his gun in his hand, warily watching every move, and joining them in the jeep, settling in the back seat to ensure nothing happens.

Just as Drew is starting to pull out of the lot, his cell phone rings. "Yeah? ...Uh-huh. Nope. ...I see. Fine. Give us two hours." He flips his phone shut and gives Misty a glance. "You're in luck. They had a lockdown at headquarters 'cause some idiot cops were snooping around. We're going to Base G instead, across the border. Guess you won't be seeing the big cheese just yet, though I can't say I'm disappointed you'll be in my own custody longer."


Jason sees Nate get up and leave, and taps his fingers impatiently on his desk. When his desk phone rings, he jumps, snatching it up before it rings again. "Yes? ....Uh-huh....and?" He frowns. "What do you mean he was.... what? ....Well did you...." Jason stops again, continued to be cut off, though his questions were getting answered. "Aw great." He rolls his eyes. "What do you mean carried away?" He sighs and shakes his head. "No, we got bigger problems now. Just stick to plan and don't call back." Jason hangs up with a groan. "Misty, you're an idiot! Where are you?"

He thinks for a moment, then aims for his door, heading for Nate's desk. Once there, he sighs and rubs a tired hand over his face. "Stop what you're doing, Nate. It's not going to do any good. There's only one person who can help us now."


Carson lies on the floor, still tied to the chair, his gaze moving lethargically around the room as he struggles to maintain a lucid mental state. He feels the ropes on his wrists being cut and he's put back upright again, Newman and Sean roughly holding him in the chair. Sean grabs Carson's arm and sticks him with a needle. "Say goodnight."

Carson flinches at the sharpness of the needle and wants to fight, but within seconds, his world is spinning. The room suddenly goes black and he falls into unconsciousness.

Sean sets his hands on his hips and looks over to Newman. "Jase said to stick to plan even though that chick is on the loose. Let's get this guy out of here so he can get cleaned up. Jase wasn't too happy about how this was handled."