Chapter Forty Five

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**Ghosts POV**

               After loading back up in the helo, we all made our way to the closest military base here in Germany. Berlin. I had been here several times and always loved the smell of the smoked bratwurst in the kitchen but wasn't homey enough to call home or stay here fully. The helo needed to be refueled and checked over before heading to Switzerland. Basic protocol.

               We all decided it was best to get out, stretch our legs, grab bite to each and relax before heading off again. Switzerland was only a little over an hour from our base from the helo, but Michaels house was pushing another thirty minutes to a place I couldn't pronounce.

               "Everyone get as much rest as you can within in the next twenty-four hours," Price yelled out from the deafening sound of the other helicopters. "Were going to drop in a day ahead of time so we can watch for any movement and hopefully bring Harley back. From my understanding, she isn't leaving his sight."

               We all nod in unison, and everyone splits up going their own direction. "You think she'll be there LT?" Soap asks me tagging along.

               "I hope so Johnny. I feel like I'm going insane with each day that passes." He knew it. He could see it behind my eyes. 

               "I know it LT. Shit, I'm right there with you," he tells me.

               My body was on edge and my thoughts were spilling all over the place. I couldn't focus and the last thing I wanted to do was sit here at this fucking base for twenty-four hours wasting time. I could get a lot done in twelve hours – yet alone a whole fucking day. I hated it.

               The night felt like it was going by slower than ever and when I finally dozed off, Soap woke me up to tell me that Price wanted to see all of us. Of course, I was annoyed hoping that I could sleep away the time and be ready to leave when I woke up.

               I get to my feet and head outside. The sunrise in Berlin was always one that anyone should see at least once in their life and luckily, I slept most of the night away. Price, Gaz and Rudy were standing by our Helo – along with our pilot. Nobody cared enough to ask him his name because we all knew he would never be another Nik.

               "Good news. Bad news," Price said as Soap and I walked up.

               I let out an aggravated sigh, "Fucking hell. What now?"

               Price ashes out his cigar before answering, "Michael and his men have already arrived and gone," he says to me. "But," he adds as he sees the look in my eyes. "They left two men there."

               "And how do we know this?" I ask as I clench my teeth.

               "Laswell flew a drone over the house last night and seen a few SUVs pull up. Facial recognition spotted Michael," Price tells me, calming me down. "He's got a lot of Shadows with him."

               "Probably knowing that were coming and he wants all the help he can get," Gaz says as a smirk plays over his face.

               "He'll do everything in his power to keep her from us Simon," Price tells me. His eyes not leaving mine.

               "Even power has to come an end sometimes Captain," Soap says speaking up. Price looks at him and nods in approval. Soap was right. Power does have to come to an end. It cant last forever.

               "We'll load up at seventeen hundred," Price says eyeing all of us making sure we understood. We all nod and break away yet again.

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