Amputation

An Early Finish

The walk around the perimeter revealed three doors not on the building layout map that soldiers could quickly move through. This building had been abandoned for fifteen years. Those doors shouldn't exist. In this part of the city, it wasn't abnormal for buildings to go abandoned for extended periods of time. This one simply had some alterations during its period without use. I went in through a path labeled on the visor. Thankfully the path hadn't been altered. I ended up on the second floor after climbing a decrepit flight of stairs. Standing from the balcony I could see a stage and a space where a large group of people could stand.
"Do you see this?" I asked.
"Yes, we do. We're making a map for the soldiers to come in and get to that point if they need to. Just hold tight, people should start showing up soon." It took a little longer than I expected but people did soon show up like Dr. Jones expected. I looked at the people and saw them shaking. No leaders amongst the groups of people, they were all just street dealers. I dealt with these people in my years as an officer. Not a single one with backbone. All bark, no bite. Then a suit showed up. Suits are difficult to catch. They almost never have a direct association with the criminal activities they fund but mistakes are made somewhere I guess. This moron just happened to make the dumbest one in the book. The helmet was filming everything as I looked around. The suit walked on stage.
"You all know why you're here. One amongst you has failed. He has made careless errors for which he will be rightfully be punished." As he spoke the dealers looked around, wondering who messed up this bad. "And who better to punish this poor fool then out gracious benefactor, Unknown!" The suit point towards the middle of the crowd. One of the dealers had a hoodie on and had been looking down at the ground the whole time. I just assumed he'd been using what he'd been dealing. He proceeded to remove the hoodie and look up, revealing a business suit and a black face mask. Since it only covered his face, I could see he had black hair. My comms burst into an uproar, all lines trying to get everyone else through the doors so we could bust this guy. As he walked to the front stage Dr. Jones began to give me orders.
"Get behind the stage, slowly and quietly. Soldiers will be there any second now and I want to make sure Unknown doesn't get away so easily."
I muttered a quick acknowledgment and began my silent rush over to behind the stage. Thankfully the only lighting was on the stage and there were no guards patrolling around the other parts of the building. In fact, I hadn't seen a single guard around this building. Maybe Unknown had finally made the slip we needed. Maybe he was just stupid. It didn't matter to me. I just wanted to catch this dirtbag . I walked down the rusted stairs to the first floor, staying in unlit areas once I reached it. The stage had just enough space between the back of building and the back of itself to let me slip through. Soldiers poured into the building right as Unknown. I jumped onto the stage, punched the announcer who'd been talking to the dealers, grabbed Unknown and shoved him to the ground. I retracted my left hand and the black oval lit up in sparks of electricity.
"Start talking fucker or your ass is getting worse than tazed." He seemed jittery.
"Wait wait wait, you got the wrong guy." He stuttered.
"Pretty certain I got the guy running this joint."
"No no no, the announcer lied. I'm not Unknown." I grabbed the suited idiot off the ground with my now whole left hand and opened up my right revealing my blade. I placed it directly in front of his right eye as the soldiers arrested every one of the dealers they could get their hands on. I wanted answers out of this guy, whoever he was, and I was gonna get what I wanted. My voice was filled with grit and rage at this point for however this guy was lying to either me or this sack of morons being arrested.
"Start talking."