I hear Angela get up and bump into a wall in the darkness. I crawl out from under the bed. "Angela!" I whisper. "Behind you." I touch her shoulder. "Who is that?" "Shhhh. It's me, Richard." "You don't sound like him." "I'm wearing a disguise." "Tell me something only he would know." "The first time we did it was 2 years into our relationship in the middle of a cattle pasture at 3 in the morning." "RICHARD! It is you!" "SHHH! Keep your voice down. I have a bad feeling already. I don't want to get-" "Caught?" "Yes. See this is why I married you. You always manage to finish my sent-" She grabs me by the snout and holds my mouth shut. "Will you shut up already?" "Mfhm ahsud n mafid?!" I feel her pull the cloaking device off my chest. "Let's go Senna. You've been caught." I feel a hard blow to my face before everything goes dark. I wake up some time later in a large, brightly lit room. I can feel my hands tied behind my back with a wet rope. Around my arms and torso is a chain wrapped several times and looped to the ceiling. Like a stampede all of my senses return to me and I get hit by a wall of sensation. I feel an onrush of pain coming from my fingers and jaw. I look down and notice a pool of blood on the floor through the hazy vision of what I thought was a swollen eye. Then, I hear it. That same voice. That same purring, smooth growl. The same voice that I thought I had killed all those years ago in Finland. I look up from the pool of blood to stare Jeron Vandevoch right in the face. "Well, well, well. If it isn't the fox who won't stop trying to ruin me." I spit in his face. He punches me across the jaw. The iron rich taste of blood filling my mouth. "Good to see you again, Senna." "What have you done to my wife Jeron?" "The same I did to you." He grabs my head and turns it to the left. There, I see Angela, tied up and unconscious. "My assistant here did quite a fine job." I look up again to see Angela standing next to Jeron. She presses her chest and the cloaking device deactivates, revealing the large body of Scott Moore. "Scott?" "Yes Senna, it's me. I'm surprised a detective of your caliber didn't connect the dots sooner that I was working for Jeron. Why do you think I let your slut wife and dumbass parents join you? I, like Jeron, want all of you dead and for the Greenway Council to prevail as a global superpower." "And I'm guessing you're the reason Jeron survived the explosion in Finland." "Exactly. Right before the explosion went off I dropped a trapdoor in the floor that led to an underground bunker. Jeron fell in and the both of us survived the blast. It was also me who created his new identity. Being a high ranking official at INTERPOL allowed me to erase Jeron and create whoever I wanted. And now we're going to erase your family." Jeron holds up a pistol and aims it to the right of me. He pulls the trigger and sends a bullet at point blank right into my father's skull. I can hear the blood dripping to the floor from the back of his head. I start sobbing when I hear Jeron. "What the?" I look over and see a wolf guard on the floor, blood still pouring out of his head. I take the time while Jeron and Scott are startled to swing back in my chains and kick the both of them in the head. Jeron drops his gun and stumbles backward along with Scott. I swing forward again and wrap my legs around Jeron's head, using my backward momentum to take Jeron with me and slam his face into the ground. I do the same to Scott just as he tries to reach for Jeron's gun. As I stare at the unconscious bodies of Scott and Jeron, Maddox bursts into the room, gun in hand. He grabs Jeron's gun off the ground and points both guns at the stirring figures. "Move again and so help me god I will turn your brains to soup." Maddox hands me a knife while keeping the guns in place. "Cut yourself and Angela free. Joe is in the truck, and a SWAT team is on their way." I nod and cut my hands free and use the file to slowly cut the chains. I free the now awake Angela and take one of the guns from my father, holding it to Jeron's head. I empty the entire clip into the back of his skull. "I have waited too long to do that. Keep Scott alive. I'm sure INTERPOL will want to have a word with him." "You're absolutely right." A familiar voice calls from somewhere in the high ceiling. A large figure drops down, followed by another, and another. One after the other, multiple copies of Jeron drop down from the rafters. "You really thought you could kill me that easily? I own the Greenway Council, the largest technology cooperation in the world. So if you want to kill me, you'll have to go through me too!" All at once the Jeron's attack us. I grab a clip from Maddox to reload the pistol and start firing, nailing Jeron after Jeron, trying to find the real one. Just as I fire my last bullet, an army of armed SWAT officers storm into the room. Maddox looks at me. "Let's get out of here. I know you want revenge but none of us are prepared right now." "Fine." I take Angela's hand and the three of us run against the flow of officers and out of the room, navigating several corridors until we eventually arrive back at the elevator and ride it all the way back up to the truck.