I'll Track You Down

Wait a little longer

Mind flowing freely, confident in my decision. I wish I could wake up every morning like this. I stretch my arms and change.

I have to be ready for whatever I face today. I place guns in my belt, and a knife in my boot. I drive to work and head straight down to the basement.

Decker and a few other of my colleagues are already waiting for me.

"Is everything alright?" I'm struck with a tinge of worry. What if Caspian had already left? I know he said a day, but what if he could stay any longer?

"Mostly." Decker says slowly, he nods his head and the other members of staff leave without a word. "I heard you visited Caspian-separately, yesterday." So that's what this is about? I breathe a sigh of relief.

"I did." I say, my face turning into confusion. "Is there a problem?"

"Not unless there needs to be." He says quietly.

"What did you two talk about? Did he give you any more information?" He crosses his arms looking confused.

"I don't even know why I went down there, but it was tugging at me the whole day, and I thought I could get more information out of him," Which isn't entirely a lie. "But I didn't." I say looking down.

"Okay Warner, just let me know next time." He says before stepping in the elevator. "And don't be too long, we're analyzing some security footage right now but there's a chance I have information on the Malgrave case." I nod before walking up to Caspian's cell, I don't even get to shut the door behind me, before he makes a snarky comment.

"I knew you'd come crawling back." He says, leaning on the wall.

"Go to hell." I say back.

"Okay, we've got an attitude this morning. I guess someone didn't have their coffee." I just look at him with my deepest death stare. "I assume you're here with your decision, which by the way I predicted." He says, patting himself on the back. "But even though I know where you stand I want to hear you say it."

"Not happening."

"Come on." He flashes a smile.

"Fuck off." I say. "Way to kill my mood."

"I'm sorry." He teases. "I wasn't aware you experienced feelings other than anger."

"Caspian. There is a gun in my belt that is screaming your name, don't make me answer it."

"Alright, alright." He says putting his hands up.

"So, what's the plan to get me out of here?"

"Hold on." I say. "I need confirmation that you actually know something on the Malgrave, and I can't help you escape right now."

"Okay, I'm hearing lot's of 'I need you to do this, but I can't do that'" He mimics.

"Decker says he has information on the case, and I need as much as I can get right now."

"Then help me escape and then go to meet with him, he'll be distracted and it'll take him some time to notice."

"As much as I'd like to assist you with your 'master plan' you need me to get you out, every step of the way, and once I leave, I leave. Plus even if you do get out, who's to say he won't interrogate me? I would be the last one who saw you, right? That would put me in a very difficult situation."

"Do you always plan a million steps ahead?" He groans.

"Well, it's a part of my job isn't it?" He chuckles, and I move over to the wall he's leaning on. "And because you think I can't do anything for you right now, let me prove you wrong." I pull out a small silver key from my pocket and hold it in front of Caspian's face.

Even though he towers over me, I don't show any signs of cracking. "This is the key to your cuffs. I swiped them from Decker, I thought I'd use them later, but they seem to be relevant  right now." I drop my voice. "So, you give me one detail, about the case, and I unlock those cuffs. We call it even for right now." Caspian looks at me skeptically, I'm honestly impressed with myself, I didn't think I'd be able to take these from Decker.

I hadn't even thought of it, but once I saw them in his jacket, I knew I needed them, the cuffs we put on our prisoners are made of titanium, there was no way these cuffs would fall off without the key. "What do you say? Deal?" I stretch out my hand, and he takes it.

"Okay Kali, I see how it is. Everything has a price." He sits down on the bed. "So, what do you want to know?" He looks up at me.

"Anything that can be of use."

"Well then, I guess I'll tell you how I came to know him." Caspian's eyes drift to the ceiling. "I was lying about what I said in the interrogation, I don't work for a large crime organization, I just said those things to lead them on a false trail." I pinch the bridge of my nose. "I work alone, with connections of course, but I used to work for Malgrave."