As we walked out of the run down building Jake began to pull a pen from the inside of his leather jacket. "Whats that for?" I asked. He glanced back over his shoulder then said "Its for sending these guys a message of course." We kept walking as he fiddled with his pen. Once we had reached the far side of the parking lot he had stopped fiddling with his pen. "You might want to plug your ears kiddo." He said. As I plugged them with my fingers he clicked his pen. Immediately the old building had begun to explode and cave in on itself, causing the ground to shake in the process.
We stood around for awhile waiting for a lift. Our ride had shown up at last, it was a jet black car with all the gadgets I could ever want. Jake and I climbed into the back seat of the car trying not to bump any buttons in the process. "Congratulations on another successful mission Jake." The driver said "Were headed back to HQ to discuss your capture Mr. Ryder." My stomach immediately began to churn in fear of what may come.
When we finally had reached HQ my stomach had finally settled some. Our HQ is disguised as bank that way we can still maintain ways to fund the place. As we walk inside we immediately get recognized by the "bankers". As we walk up to the elevator a card gets slipped into my pocket by a janitor. As the elevator doors open I step inside and immediately place the card into a scanner. The elevator doors close as I begin to shoot downwards to the actual levels of the HQ. As the elevator door slides open I am greeted with the sweet smell of home.
As I enter the meeting room everyone falls silent. Mr. Jones is at the head of the table staring me down. "Have a seat Mr. Ryder, and for the rest of you. Please leave." Mr. Jones said gruffly. I sat down cautiously unsure of what he is going to say. "Im shocked at your lack of caution Ryder. Can you tell me what had happened?" Mr. Jones said. "Well there were these thugs an-" he cut me off. "I need quick info Ryder, who, why, where, when, how? Ready? Go!" He said almost as if he was in a rush. "Some of Reeds thugs, because they knew I was hunting him. They captured me at one of the rendezvous points, by..... Knocking me unconscious." I said, Mr. Jones sat quietly obviously deep in thought. We sat like this for what felt like decades. "Mr. Ryder we have a problem." He said in a concerned voice. "What is that sir?" I asked eagerly. He quietly responded "We have a mole in the system".
