"So all this time, the military had a mole." Grey said in realization.
"It appears so Agent," Hott said to her, before turning to everyone, "But now that we know who our guys are, we could easily track them..."
"And compel them to disclose the location of the girls and the Terrors." Scott finished the sentence.
"But until then, we need a location." Hott stated.
"That'll be easy, considering the fact that Anthony is a wealthy man. And wealthy men can't help but... Flaunt. So easy would be finding him." Jacob smirked.
He instantly got busy with his computer, "I believe i suspected right. Anthony Criux is hosting a gala tonight at Oklahoma in honour of his daughter, Stella Criux."
Grey rolled her head, "They just never get old."
Hott smiled and walked beside Jacob, "What about the captain, Corover?"
"He is surprisingly where he should be, home." Jacob said, gazing at the screen that displayed him using their satellite to spy on the man that was sitting on a sofa.
"Let's go get him." Grey said.
"Wait, we can't now. He is hosting a gala right? We could easily get him there unsuspected. I say we go formal." Scott smiled.
"He is right, that's the best way. Plus we might want to speed things up by splitting to either of the brothers. That way there are more odds." Talia suggested, Hott nodded in affirmation.
Hott inhaled, "This is it guys, tonight we end this, we earn our freedom. We save the girls, get the....."
"Ugh, enough of the inspirational talks already." Scott groaned before walking out.
Causing a short laugh amongst everybody, which quickly ended when Hott gave a scorn look
•
Vehicles revved in the large parking lot of the building, some officials could be seen in black suits and flashy costumes while some in bullet proof vests.
The only two that weren't in any way dressed like the others, were Hott and Jacob, who had a mini laptop on top of his palm.
"This is going to be it sire." Jacob said to Hott.
Hott smiled not facing him, "It sure is, I await a bountiful performance from both sides."
Several F.O.R.C.E agents were already packing up in the black van with loaded guns.
Grey was one of those with guns who were going after Corover Criux. After what he did to her, itt was sure as hell that she would be the one leading the team to his domain.
She was about walking into the back of the black van when Scott's voice came. She turned back to see him while another official walked into the van.
"Steel, I know what..."
"I know, I know what I did was terrible and I should be held responsible for killing those men." Scott said.
Grey stared at him with a small smile on her face, "You've really changed, the Scott I knew was an arrogant, stubborn and a self centered man."
"Thanks, but to me, you just described yourself." They both chuckled, "Well I take it you forgave me."
She smiled as she nodded, "I do."
Scott squeezed his mouth a bit upwards before speaking, "Since you have managed to change my mind about innocent lives, I do suppose I could change your mind about killing him?"
"You're gonna say revenge is not the way?"
"No no, left to me I would kill the son of a bitch without giving it a second thought. But I guess it's not my call, is it?"
"No it isn't." She replied, still smiling.
*We are almost ready to exit*
The speakers announced, as the duo looked up.
Scott turned back to her, "Well, I don't say this a lot but... Good luck."
"You too." She said before jumping into the van.
Scott was still staring when an agent walked beside him and spoke.
"Women uh... Don't fall for anyone of them, they all treat you the same."
Scott faced him, "A bit of experience there uh Arbhi?"
"Yes, she was a gamer, faked her death after I told her about meeting my mum. We saw each other though, again."
"I'm guessing you did something?"
"Yeah yeah, we got engaged and months after, I realized her parents were fake too, actors in the business." The agent said painfully.
Scott snickered, looking away from him "You guys got a little Mr and Mrs Smith stuff going on there."
"No, I don't remember Mr Smith gunning down his wife in the end."
Scott faced him slowly.
•
Moments later, several black vans were released from the headquarter, driving speedily on the sandy road of the desert with a black Lamborghini leading them.
And in no time they were almost in the border of Oklahoma, driving from afar towards it.
*We're heading towards the Badger's Route.*
Just several meters away from the border, a small car sized section of their path slowly went down in a slant way, as Scott's Lamborghini drove into its metallic surface while the rest followed in accordance.
'We are down the Badger's Route'
The Badger's Route as said by the speaker is a kind of secret underground passage developed by the F.O.R.C.E. A way to avoid questions by the border operatives and reach their destination faster and unsuspected. You'd be surprised to know they have badger routes on almost half of the country's border.
The vehicles zoomed in a straight line through the thin metallic tunnel, several bright lights lit their path like spark fires.
•
Oklahoma.
*The same night*
In a secret building, a small section opened and sank in inclined, a car roved out immediately, followed by several black vans.
The leading Lamborghini drove out of the building with the vans, as they soon caught up with the road. Drawing attention to themselves as people reportedly saw several black vans trailing accordingly behind a fancy black car.
*Splitting up*
When they reached two road intersection, the Lamborghini drove left followed by some part of the vans, while the other vans went right.
Driving under the shade of the moon, knowing something was going to happen.
Something that could mean a change or... more destruction.