Wood's relentless search for Jack finally yielded results.
"Wood, I found him," Jake announced.
Wood's eyes widened in surprise. "What? Where?"
At a nearby breakfast shop, they apprehended Jack.
"It's about time," Jack said, smirking.
"Shut up, you're under arrest," Wood growled, as agents handcuffed Jack.
In the organization's interrogation room, Wood demanded answers.
"Where is he?" Wood pressed.
"Where is who, son?" Jack feigned ignorance.
Wood's anger flared. "You know exactly who I mean. Where is Theodore?"
Jack's demeanor shifted to mock surprise. "Who's that, sir?"
Wood slammed his fist on the table. "Don't play dumb, Jack! Where's my son?"
Just as Jack began to taunt Wood, an agent interrupted.
"Wood, we need to talk outside."
In the control room, Wood's world crumbled.
"Wood, I don't think Jack took Theodore," the agent revealed.
"What do you mean?" Wood's shock was palpable.
The agent gestured to a screen displaying a masked figure.
"If you want your son back, leave the organization...all of you Thunders."
The room fell silent.
Everyone's eyes locked onto the mysterious figure.
Wood's mind reeled.
Who was this new enemy?
What are they going to do to Theodore?