Everyone Has Something To Hide

Chapter Forty-Nine

"Son of a bitch," Link mutters under his breath, peering through the lens of the binoculars. Trevor dressed in all black, moving boxes from a car to a truck, but no sign of Éliane. "Fucking liar," he sighs, keeping his binoculars on Trevor, no other sign of any other movement. Setting the binoculars down, he grabs the sniper rifle, mounting it on the rock before peering through the scope.

"So what's the plan?" Dan asks, taking the binoculars and peering through them to get the same view as Link. Link is quiet.

"Capture, kill," Link speaks after a few minutes.

"Come again?" Dan asks.

"Capture Trevor, kill Éliane," he says, pulling away from the scope and sitting back up, thrusting the rifle into Dan's chest and pulling out his pistol, checking the magazine.

Dan nods. "Got it."

"Come on," Link nods, walking past him and down the rocky and hilly path. The two men crouch low to the ground and blend in with the light. Getting closer, they hold, peering through the binoculars again to take another look. Éliane into view but her lips locked with Trevor's. Éliane also dressed in black.

"You take the right and I'll go this way to the left. I'll reel Trevor in."

"Got it," Dan nods, ducking behind the trees and disappearing into the dark.

Link ducks down as well, moving from rock to rock and peering around the corner. Two hundred feet away from Trevor who is still moving boxes, Éliane walks into the depot office. Staying crouched down, he quietly walks to Trevor who's back is turned, arranging the boxes in the back of the truck and out of the depot windows view.

"Got ya," Link says, grabbing Trevor by the shoulders and throwing him on the ground, cupping his mouth with his hand.

Trevor tries to yell as Link pulls him into woods. Trevor smirks when he sees who grabbed him. "So you found me eh?"

"Shut the fuck up," Link says, connecting his fist with Trevor's jaw, not once but twice. Flipping Trevor on his stomach and zip-tying his hands together before kneeling on Trevor's back to send a text to the transport team.

"She's going to kill you man," Trevor says, trying to keep his face out of the mud.

"Link! I know you're out there!" both men hear Éliane.

Link grabs Trevor's hands and moving him, "get up," he demands, lifting Trevor to his feet and walking out. Link's jaw clenches when he sees Dan, hands up to his sides and Éliane behind him, gun to his head. Link pushes Trevor more out into the clearing, hand on his shoulder and gun to the back of his head.

"Hello Lincoln," she smirks, biting her bottom lip. "Being a married man looks good on you."

"You need to give yourself up Éliane," Link calls, keeping a hard eye on Éliane and her trigger finger.

"Hell no," Éliane spits. "Let Trevor go."

"Why? You're not a one man or one woman kind of girl. You need to give yourself up now. If you kill him and me, you're dead. They will never stop looking for you."

"I'm already dead," she smiles, "but the chase will be fun. It was so satisfying to escape and to constantly escape again and again from your dumb Americans. Let Trevor go," she says sternly.

"You have to shoot me first, better yet," Link stops directly behind Trevor, "if you really want me dead, you're going to have to shoot straight through your little boyfriend."

"Link..." Trevor whispers. Link's gun digging deeper into the back of his skull.

Éliane chuckles and shrugs, "okay."

She raises her weapon and aims at Trevor and Link, a loud bang vibrates in their ears. Dan and Trevor open their eyes, Éliane laying on the ground, choking.

"You move you're dead," Link says to Trevor, pushing him on the ground. He quickly walks over, kicking the gun out of Éliane's reach as Dan walks over to Trevor.

Link walks up to Éliane, the bullet a through and through in her neck and nicking the jugular vein. Link kneels and looks at her, her hand around her neck but blood pouring out and oozing underneath her, her eyes wide.

"I told you I'd get you," Link says. "You deserve everything you're getting right now."

Éliane beginning to shake.

"Burn in hell," he swallows hard and rises, standing straight up and watches as Éliane takes her final ragged breaths, the blood draining. Her eyes turn glassy, slipping into the abyss. The life drained from her body.

Link takes a deep breath and lets it out, closing his eyes. The transport team and a few other CIA agents pulling up as well. He feels a hand slide on his shoulder.

"Take Trevor to the car and get out of here. I'll take care of this."

Link nods, but stopping at a box and breaking it open to reveal an exceptional amount of $100 bills and pounds and pounds of cocaine. Link nods before walking over and picking up Trevor who is emotional over watching Éliane die.

"All the money and cocaine that went missing from the Aztec cartel is all right here in the truck and car. She stole from them and was taking it all for herself. Who knows about the Trevor guy," Dan says as Link shuts the car door.

"She would have killed him Dan. She got what she wanted and she would have taken him out the moment she knew she was in the clear. As much as I didn't want to, we probably saved his life, well his miserable life because he will go to prison for the rest of it."

"Good work Link," Dan extends his hand. "It's over. Get home to your wife," he says patting Link's shoulder.