The Rescue - S01 E02

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The Rescue - S01 E02

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12 HOURS EARLIER

****LOS ANGELES CARLIFORNIA****

The cloud was still a bit dark, everywhere was silent except for the occassional chirping of bird in the woods. It was a summer morning the weather was calm and good, just few cars are driving through the Hollywood hills in the early hour of the morning. A particular car was of interest to people who lay await in ambush in the wood for it to pass by.

The car was a Black Mercedez Benz, with tinted dark glass and a federal plate number,and all bullet proofed, the people waiting in ambush for the car has sure done their homeworks well about the car and its passengers…

A little before 7 a.m, the car was winding through the hollywood hills northwest of L A, the steady drone of its gassoline engine briefly rising in pitch as it turned onto the long climb of Kirkwood Drive in Laurel Canyon.Two hundred feet below the intersection of Kirkwood and Oak, the car coasted to a crackling stop on the shoulder of the secluded road and kepts its engine running…

“What the hell was that” The man sitting in the back passanger sit of the car said. The man was in his late forties, he was a popular politician in the country, with his handsomeness coupled with his charismatic characters, jet black hair, button nose, and charming face. He was previously on a call before the car coasted to a stop…

“I think we might have a lil problem, there is a truck ahead parked across the road, let me go take a look” The driver replied…

“You know it’s important I be at the treaty, I’ll be back home safe take care of your self honey, and keep our son safe, i will be back on friday before you know it” He finished his call and droped the phone in his hand, he make a wave of his hand to his driver to go check out what is wrong with the truck parked at their front…

The driver got down from the car and walks slowly towards the truck, he looked around and noticed that everywhere was incredibly silent, except for the occassional chirping of bird in the forests along the road, something was not right his instincts kicked in, he opened the gun hostler in his jacket and brought out a smith wessen pistol, with his hand carefully placed on the trigger, he walked slowly and carefully towards the truck step by step, a little close to the truck, he stopped in his track and decided to get back to the car and turned around, he carfully but quickly walked back towards the car glancing to both his left and right. Closed enough to the car, that was when he heard the sound, the sound was gentle but hostile, he listened carefully and knew immediately that the snapping was of twigs and a lot of footsteps aproaching from the bush, that trigers the rapid adrenaline pump in his vein, without thinking twice, he send slugg of bullets to the bush, not minding what was about to come out from there, he knew immediately it was an ambush when he starts hearing heavy footsteps and gunshots from the back of truck, he dived to the car and made to open the door, he felt a slug of bullet pierced his left arm, without minding the pain, he quickly got into the car and swirved it into reverse, he wound down the mirror on his left hand and started shooting with his gun.. More men in black millitary camourflags and their faces covered came out from both the bush and the millitary truck parked across the road, and continued to rapidly shoot at the escaping car…

The drvier knew he was not going to make any head way with his reverse so he swinged the car and quickly make a round turn, and sped along the road. More men came out from the bush to the front of the car and continued shooting, the driver had no choice than to run over the men shooting at him, he increased the speed of the car, thud sound of body hitting the front bonnet of the car as it run over the men…

One of the armed men see that the car was going to escape so he waste no time in sending slugs of bullets at the back tire of the car, the bullets met its target, the drver lost the control of the car, it swirved around for a bit before summersaulting into the road side along the bush…

The men approached the car and dragged out the politician from the back of the car, one of the armed men came to the driver’s side of the car and brought out his gun to shoot the driver, but the other guy with him stopped him he made a signal with his hand and they all went back to the parked truck…

The driver opened his eyes slowly with pains all over his head, he groans softly in pain, he was bleeding and loosing too much blood, he looked helplessly as the men carried his boss away into the truck, he tried to muster all his strength and do something, his strength and vision failed him, everything became blurry and blurry until everything went blank… He passed out…

20 Hours later after the kidnap and 10 hours after the Bombing

DIVISION 3 COVERT OPERATION HEADQUATERS

The debriefing room of the Division 3 covert operation was perfectly silent like a graveyard, every top officials of the Division 3 are present in the room, all dressed in black suits, the news of the abducted US congress man has reached every men in the room, none of them are in a good mood, first it has been the bomb blast at the city square in Manhattan during the ”Pacto de alianza” with the Pueto Rican government and top officials of the UN, and now the congressman Richard Benedict has been kidnapped, although the kidnapping was claimed to have happen before the bomb blast at the square because the congressman was said to be absent during the treaty…

The division 3 was a secret covert squad created from the CIA and DEA to carry out covert operations, that involves neutralising threats of terrorism, drug trafficking and any other dangerous vices that involves the secuirity of the nation…

The division had tracked the bomb blast to a daredevil organisation that deals in both drug and human trafficking for sex slaves in the heart of Pueto Rican jungle, the group was believed to be led by a brutal man called El Machetto Rodriguez De Capitan also known as El Lobo (The Wolf) he is brutal in every way. He runs the organisation with his three other brothers, the organisation made their trade mark across every part of South America, Europe, North Africa, America and every significant part of the world. They are very ruthless in every way, they killed anyone that tries to get in their way, the bomb blast was a way to tell the US government and the UN that they has no say and to desist from the drug and human trafficking that goes on, in the southern part of america…

The joint director walks into the room with his ridiculously large Eye glass that hungs on his face, Director Stephen Everret was a man probably in his late Sixties, he had been a super agent of the DEA when he was in his youth, albeit the reason he was made the covert director. As soon as he walks into the room everyone of the people in the room sits up right and prepared for the director to make the next line of Order.

”As every one of you in here probably knows, Congress man Richard Benedict was kidnapped early this morning, and also there was a bomb blast during the treaty also today, the pentagon has already instructed us to take care of the situation and we are going to do everything in our power to stop this act of terrorism” The director broke the silence…

The room went into another long silence before another man in a fitted black suit broke the silence again.

”has there been any request or call for Ransom to be paid for the release of congressman Benedict?” The man in the left middle side of the room asked the question directing it to no one in particular.

”None Yet” A man stands up from the group of men sitting down and went to the projector at the front side of the room, the projector screen was hanging on the wall, like every other typical debriefing room of every intelligent agency. His name is Rick Mason, he is the top analyst and profiler of the joint agency. He pressed some button from a remote in his hand and the projector came dimming every other light that was in the room, he pressed some other button and the screen shows the pictures of a bomb blast area, he pressed another button and the first picture minimised and another picture of a man came on to the screen.

”No Ransom request had been made from any angle, but due to the intel we got from the defence headquarters, the kidnap had been linked to this afternoon bomb blast in the Manhattan city square, in New York, believed to be orchestrated by the ”Esqueleto Oseo” drug organisation, but with no definite evidence we have no Lead, because the Esqueleto Oseo had not officially claimed to be responsible for the Bomb Blast”. Rick Mason gave answer to the question.

”The pictures showing on this screen, is the picture of the city square bomb blast, and the picture besides it is the picture of the suicide bomber, his name is Pablo Alejandro, this picture was gotten from the CCTV right across the street of the city square before he went into the crowd”. The screen changed to the picture of a black van. ” this here was the ford van that dropped him, we have run every plate in our data base but we got no identity on the van, we believe this man migrated into the country three days ago from Bolivia according to the arrival list in New York international airport, his identity has been linked to the Esqueleto Oseo group” Rick said pointing at the screen. He pressed another button and another picture of a car that looked wrecked, with bullets hole all over the body of the car.

”This is the car that was taking congress man to the Los angeles airport, all wrecked from bullet holes” he continued. ”The dirver of the car was found unconscious when the local police got to the scene, if it is really the group according to the intel from the defence headquarters we should b expecting more” he said and pressed another button and the screen went blank.

The director including all the men in the room were in deep thinking when they were interrupted by the military martial song coming from another TV screen hanged on the wall, the song was a transmission from the ”Esqueleto Oseo” Group, a picture of a man came into live on the screen, the man was sitting in a chair with his face covered with a black mask.

”Get the Trace on that transmission”. The director said immediately the transmission came on.

”Hello Director Everret, I believe I now have your attentions, my name is El Machetto Rodriguez de Capitane or El Lobo as they call me, i am responsible for the bomb blast, and i also have one of your prestigious congressman with me, to get him back alive, you should follow this instructions”. he brought out a white piece of paper and started reading the instructions with his thick spanish accent. “The United States government and the UN should stop the Pacto de alianza with the Pueto Rican government, a ransome of Five Hundred million US dollar unmarked, that will be dropped in location that will be given later should also be prepared along with the documents indicating the withdrawal of the U.S government and the UN from Pueto Rico drug tirade, it should be signed by the United States president and the UN also, more instructions will be put through to you later, don’t bother tracking this transmission because you won’t get a trace, Sigrun Oglibate”. The man finished speaking and the transmisson went off.

”Are you able to pinpoint the Location?” The director asked.

”No sir, we got nothing on the trace, the trace on the transmission was just moving around”. one of the tech men answered back.

“What do we do now”

”for now we wait we just wait till another transmission is made” the director said..

To Be Continued