CHAPTER FIVE:
[SAUDI ARABIA/ TWO WEEKS EARLIER]
LOCATION: JOINT TASK FORCE BRIEFING ROOM
"This is the CT13, it's a horrifyingly powerful, and highly advanced tactical, nuclear war head and our intelligence confirm that the CT13 was originally developed as the next phase in nuclear evolution but it was later discovered to have a major drawback, its level of radiation poisoning proved to be extremely difficult to deal with, during the development process, four of the research scientist died due to this, and it was seen to be too much of a rick to continue to develop the CT13 war head. Originally the project was shut down and all those who were exposed to it died, rather painfully I should add, but the designs, schematics and formula for the CT13 was stolen a by this man, Alhuaz El Alie an arab research scientist who was part of the team that developed it, six months ago it was discovered that Alhuaz had managed to stabilize the CT13's external problems and it can actually be used as a tactical war head although from what my sources tell me the issue of nuclear radiation poisoning still hasn't been fixed but as it stands, it's still an extremely powerful war head and buyers are one thing that it's not lacking. Also, it's confirmed that Alhuaz isn't working alone, but he's being supported from the shadows by the rather annoying new world order group "the Trinity". Our surveillance shows that Alhuaz is currently in Saudi Arabia and he plans on selling the schematics on the black market. Our mission here is simple, find Alhuaz, alive and in one piece and secure the CT13 before it goes online on the black market. And the key word for this mission is covert, is that understood?" "Yes sir" replied all the agents who sat around the briefing room.
The team of agents moved cautiously through the building, on full alert, "alpha bravo, this is fox trot one" said the agent leading the mission, "fox trot one, this is Alpha bravo, you are clear to engage, the package is in the building". The agent made a few hand signs and a group of three surrounded him, after a countdown an agent kicked the door down, suddenly bullets rained down from the floor above them, hitting two agents, "it's an ambush, take cover" shouted the lead agent, the agent who had kicked down the door searched the room "Alpha bravo, this is fox trot three, Alhuaz isn't here, we're pinned down, taking heavy fire, send back up, I repeat send back up".
"Agent Robinson, wait for back up! That is and order", shouted the commander over the ear piece, "I'm sorry sir but I can't afford to let the CT13 slip through our fingers for a second time, once that idiot uploads those schematics, even if the bidding doesn't happen, any hacker with enough brains can access it so I can't sit around and wait for world war three to happen, besides back up is ETA seven minutes out" said agent Robinson as she revved up the stolen motor cycle, she let go of the brakes and the motor cycle roared as she sped through the busy streets at break neck speed, in pursuit of a car that was about fade out of her sight, "God that woman is crazy" shouted the Commander from the control center. "I heard that", said Agent Mellissa Robinson, "if you really want to help me get your eye in the sky to give me visual on Alhuaz's car, it's a black sedan, twenty sixteen model". "We got him go straight ahead; he's turning left on the freeway about to take the bridge", "okay got it", she rode recklessly with her black long flowing hair held back neatly in a rubber band, a few cars whizzed past her face, "agent Robinson, I'm sorry to say this but you're going to have to speed it up as there's a ferry that's about to leave in the next two minutes, which I believe that Alhuaz is trying to catch". She flung it into full throttle as she sped onto the bridge, almost crashing into a trailer, she could see Alhuaz, just two cars between them, and she reached for her gun but thought better of it and eased on the throttle, "agent Robinson, what's going on?" "He's not alone" she replied, "There's a little girl in with him, in the back seat", "And so, what of it? Why didn't you just shoot the bloody tires as I thought you planned on doing?" "Look here, I'm a human being, not some perfect killing machine, I'm not going to endanger that girl's life ", "she's collateral damage" he argued, "I'll get Alhuaz my way and on my terms", replied Melissa sternly, there was no way she was going to endanger the life of a little girl, no matter how badly she wanted to nail Alhuaz. She revved up the engine again hoping to catch him; suddenly a black Mercedes appeared out of nowhere guns ablaze in close pursuit, hot on her tail, she glanced around frantically until her eyes landed on the sight that was still under construction. She spotted the ferry about to depart in a matter of seconds and Alhuaz already in the ferry, a ramp made itself visible, as she sped towards it, her pursuers bullets chased after her desperately. "I can't believe I'm doing this" she mumbled to herself, Her focus shifted to the mirror as she turned to take aim at her pursuers left tire pulling the trigger as she jumped off the ramp, in that split second she thought that see would her life flash before her eyes.
A gentle knock rasped on the door, "hey sweetheart", "hey mum", "can I come in?", "sure thing mom", Mrs. Tracer sat on the table watching her daughter work at setting up her computer system, "are you okay?" asked Mrs. Tracer, " yeah mom, just trying to set up my work station, you know me, can't go without my computers", "yeah I know, but I just want to say thank you, for giving this a chance, I now you really didn't want to leave and that moving here isn't what you wanted but, I really hope you can try to make this work, you see this is really a big deal for your dad and I, and to be honest, it's a really a big deal and a big step for our family". "Look mom, if it's what you and Dad need then it doesn't matter, you guys sacrifice so much for me, so standing by you guys is the least I can do, I know leaving was hard on you guys too so honestly I'm bummed out about it but I'm happy for you guys, I know how hard you work day in, day out so you guys deserve to work on this big top secret project, whatever makes you guys happy, makes me happy so don't worry about it, I promise, I'll make it work". Mrs. Tracer stared at her daughter with deep admiration in her eyes, sometimes it surprises her just how mature and just how immature her daughter can be, she reached out and grabbed her daughter in a tight hug, "I love you sweetheart", I love you to mom".