Seventy Six
‘This is bullshit. You’re always saying how the United States doesn’t negotiate with terrorists, but you won’t let us go into the building and rescue the hostages. It sounds like you don’t negotiate with anybody!.......Yeah that’s right……Fine…….I’ll take full responsibility……I’ll report back when it’s done’ Eddie hangs up the phone and turns to Chief Shaw.
‘It wasn’t easy but I managed to get them to roll over and let us go in to the M.I.T building and diffuse this situation.’ Says Eddie
Shaw looks on impressed.
‘Wow how did you manage that? That’s some feat’
Eddie smiles and pours himself a drink.
‘I supposed it has something to do with me being the DA.’ He laughs
Shaw takes a drag on his cigarette. The DA’s door bursts open as two officers rush into the room.
‘Sorry to interrupt sir’s but Detective Frank McKenzie has been attacked in the communal toilets’
‘What?’ Asks Eddie in shock as he quickly gets up and follows the men out of the room. He stops dead and signals them to wait outside as he turns to Chief Shaw.
‘You don’t have anything to do with this do you?’ Asks Eddie
‘What the hell are you on about? Why would I beat Frank up?’
‘I don’t know, maybe because he smashed you up pretty good no more than half an hour ago.’
‘I wouldn’t risk it, the guys a nut job. He’d have any ones number in this station. I find it hard to believe anyone would cross him.’
‘If you say so Chief’ Says Eddie, his tone visibly unconvinced
Shaw taps Eddie on the shoulder and both men follow the leading officers down the narrowing hallway. They rush over to the end and reach the situation room. Frank is sat on a stretcher bracing his head with a damp cloth. The cloth is bloodied as he wipes away the red residue off his skull. His face is a mess with bruising and welts. Eddie holds Shaw back as he makes his way over to Frank. Frank spots Eddie coming and sits up straight, putting on a brave face as he approaches.
‘What the hell happened here’ asks Eddie as he reaches the stretcher. EMT’s are trying to attend to Frank but it is proving difficult. Frank pushes one of the EMT’s away.
‘Nothing, I’m fine. I wish everyone would just leave me alone.’
‘You don’t look fine Frank. Looks like someone bashed you up pretty good.’
Frank winces in pain as he cracks his neck from left to right.
‘Oh well, looks like they got what they wanted then don’t it’
Shaw moves in closer. Eddie Turns around and warns him off with an obvious facial expression. Frank looks up and nods to Shaw. Shaw makes his way towards Frank and Eddie.
‘You okay Frank?’ Asks Shaw
‘Yeah I’m okay. Look, I’m going to apologize for earlier, I shouldn’t have laid my hands on you. You’re a superior officer and that was unbecoming of a Detective of my tenure’
Shaw smiles as he looks on at Frank.
‘Looks like that bump to the head has made you into quite the words smith Frank’
‘I mean it, if you want me to hand in my badge, I’ll understand’
‘There won’t be any need for that Frank. We have convinced Washington to allow us to make a move on M.I.T. You will be leading an extraction team into the immediate area to recover Chase DOA. Obviously we want the Hostages rescued and accounted for.’ Says Eddie
Frank nods as he hoists himself off the stretcher. The waiting E.M.T’s take the stretcher away as Frank stretches out.
‘What did happen in their Frank?’ Asks Eddie once more
‘I was taking a piss then all of a sudden I found my head being rammed repeatedly into the urinal. It knocked me for six, so I couldn’t ID the attacker. Whoever it was, he was mighty strong.’
‘Okay, I’ll get a snag on the CCTV. I’ll keep you informed on ID’ing the perp.’ Says Shaw.
Frank nods in understanding as Shaw walks away. Eddie eyeballs Frank to get his attention. The busy incident room is ignoring the two men standing in its center piece. Eddie pulls Frank closer.
‘Have you been drinking or doing anything that could make you look like an idiot on the CCTV?’
‘No course I haven’t’
‘Good, I don’t want him pulling the footage up and seeing your drunken ass falling over and hitting your head on the urinal.’
‘I’m sure I won’t disappoint you Eddie’
Eddie snarls at Frank’s remark, pulling him even closer to a hairs breadth away.
‘Don’t push me Frank. I already told you to pull yourself together after attacking the Chief, now this. If I find anything out of the norm on that tape I swear I’ll kick you off this case so fast you’ll be doing backflips into your crappy ford Capri!’
‘We can’t all afford a Mercedes you dick’
Seventy Seven
The hooded man looks on intently as Jason walks back into the vibrating cabin with Crystal by his side. He pulls her by the hair as he pushes her onto the floor. Her head hits the metal floor with a twang. The passengers gasp in disbelief. The dark woman turns her head towards the hooded man who hasn’t taken his eyes off Jason. She nudges him back to reality.
‘If you’re going to do something then you better do something quick.’ She says
He turns to face her.
‘All in good time’ He says
Crystal lies on the deck of the train face down. She stays motionless with fear as Jason stands over her. He looks down at her and smiles as he cocks his weapon. A passenger on the train stands up in protest screaming. The well built man standing is a few feet from the hood man. He moves closer to the dark women as Jason makes his way over to the disruptive big man.
‘What is your problem?’ Asks Jason as he reaches the bellowing passenger
‘Let us go!’ screams the man
Jason shakes his head in disappointment
‘Haven’t you already seen enough violence for one journey?’
Before the man can answer back Jason socks the towering man with a closed fist. The big blow sends him flying down to the floor. Jason laughs out loud as he wallows over his victory.
‘The bigger they are…’ Says Jason as he aims his 9MM hand gun and fires a few shots into the front of the downed man. The holes penetrate his chest with a few sprays of blood. The body stars to twitch momentarily. Jason stands over the man and plants a few more shots into him. The twitching stops. He looks up at the gawping hostages and wipes his brow.
‘Drag the body off to the next carriage. Get rid of the other one as well.’ Jason says while pointing at the hooded man. The man gets up and drags the first body off to the second carriage. He quickly makes his way back and drags the fresh body back to the same spot. His breathing increases at a heavy rate as he plants the broad body onto the ground. He opens the door leading back to the main compartment. He sees Jason through the broken glass keeping an eye on him. He looks down and spots a fire axe attached to the wall next to the door. Jason smiles as he watches the hooded man contemplate grabbing the weapon.
‘I wouldn’t risk it unless you want to ride on back there with the rest of the heroes.’ Shouts Jason.
The hooded man heads Jason’s remarks and gingerly makes his way back to his spot on the floor. He kneels back down and looks up at a curious Jason.
‘What’s your name?’
The hooded man doesn’t reply. He remains motionless as he casually looks Jason in the eye.
‘A man of few words ay, that’s a good thing. The model hostage’ States Jason
Jason raises his hands up like a preaching pastor.
‘Now this ladies and gentleman is what a hostage should be doing. You are in my custody and it’s natural to want to take my head off. It’s natural to want to kill me and run for the hills where theirs safety and comfort away from the big bad man with the AK and side arms. But this right here, this man right here is probably going to be the only surviving passenger. Do you know why? Because he is doing exactly what I’m asking of him, you can learn off someone like him. Stop your bitching and crying people. Stop trying to be the heroes you’re so obviously not. Stop being the stereo typical hostage. Start being like this guy.’