Bruce got out of his personal vehicle and locked it. In front of him stood a crime scene with federal investigators, some guarding the crime scene and some looking for evidence. He took out his phone and looked at his GPS application and it doesn't show any warnings of any kind. He approached one of the officers which put up a hand and stopped him. "Sir, this is a crime scene. You're not supposed to be here." he said.
"What happened here?" he asked.
"It's not your business really." the agent said. "We're searching for our colleague gone missing. Stay the hell away." A silver sedan stopped to a halt just beside his vehicle and an elderly man stepped out. He's seen the man before but he couldn't picture his identity. "Sir." the agent greeted.
"Any leads?" the man asked.
"We're still waiting for the forensic boys to collect evidence." he replied.
"Let me in there agent." the man said. The guard nodded and after the man slipped on a pair of gloves, lifted the tape for him to go in.
"I'm going in." Bruce demanded. But the elderly man whirled, grabbing him by the collar of his shirt and pinned him against the window of his vehicle.
"You're not gaining any access." the man snarled, clearly in anger. "This is all your fault. If my best agent turned up dead, I'll throw you in jail along with the people who did the act." the man then let go of him and turned to enter the scene. "You better leave now Mr. Wayne. Or I'll have them arrest you for trespassing." Bruce knows the trouble he will get into if he does so and wisely backed off, got into his vehicle and leaves. But he wasn't prepared to give up on getting his answers and drove to a secluded location not far from the crime scene. Taking out a tablet he tapped into the listening device he managed to slip onto the man's clothes and listened to the conversation. "She can't just disappear into thin air right?"
"No sir, her cell phone is here. Motorcycle and helmet too."
"She must have been abducted."
"AD Carey, this wasn't an accident. This is planned from the start, they know that Isabella is going to be at the Pentagon." another voice came through the device. "My guess is that they found out that Isabella's tracking Suleiman Abbasid and followed her."
"Suleiman's already dead."
"Yeah we know that. We found fresh blood in her helmet but no signs of a struggle and her motorcycle were rammed from behind."
"There could be two teams involved in her abduction."
"We found tire tracks belonging to SUVs. My guess is the first or second vehicle rammed her in the back to toss her off balance. Because you don't get to kidnap an FBI agent in the way you would kidnap a normal citizen."
"You got a point. Tell me more in the HQ, I want a full report. Get everybody on board, we're finding a colleague who's been kidnapped by wanted terrorists coming from the Taliban."
The Batcave (Hours later)
Alfred Pennyworth climbed down the metal staircase, a tray of food in hand while his master listens to the voice recording on the computer installed in the cave. "You don't have any current ongoing cases Master Bruce." he said.
"This is different." Bruce said, already suited up in his Batsuit. "Isa's been kidnapped."
"My word!" he exclaimed. "By who?"
"Terrorists. They found out that she was tracking someone called Suleiman and abducted her."
"Was it the case involving Wayne Enterprises?"
"It's my fault that they kidnapped her. I should've known when the shipping container was leased out under an ID that turned out to be a fake."
"What on earth would they have against her?"
"Maybe the dead man known as Suleiman will give me an answer." he said. "That explains why is she at the Pentagon."
"Suleiman Abbasid, Saudi national, recently acquired US citizenship via naturalization." Alfred read out the dossier recorded in the database of the US Army. "Has training experience here in the United States."
"There are rumors in the circle that Isa's former military." Bruce said. "We know that she served in the South Korean military before moving on to West Point."
"I have found something more." he added. "She is actually shipped out to the Middle East, to the Afghanistan and Syrian theatre."
"The War on Terror." Bruce concluded. "The Army won't cough up any more info."
"But we need to find her sir." Alfred urged.
"I don't have a head start, her phone was found on the crime scene and there was blood in her helmet."
"She was injured before her kidnapping."
"I should be able to find a clue by going through the video footage." Bruce said, accessing the CCTV footage close to the location where Isabella is abducted. Both master and servant watched as her motorcycle, sandwiched by two similar SUVs, was rammed by the one behind her. The impact sent her flying and crash-landed against the one in front after performing a fishtail spin. She tumbled down to the ground and one of the men cuts the straps off her helmet, removing it and a man knocked her out cold with the butt of a handgun. The man stood up and waved his gun, calling out two men. One of them slipped a dark hood over her head and carried her into the same vehicle he came down and both vehicles pulled away. "They were last seen at an empty airfield not far from Washington Dulles. They're taking her overseas."
"They're taking her back to their old nest?"
"Most likely. The Gulfstream's current location is in Dubai. Do we still have that meeting in Dubai along with Lucius?"
"You haven't responded to their invitation yet sir."
"Well... I'm going this time. I'm going to have to beat the FBI in finding and rescuing Isa."
"Then we better hurry sir." said Alfred. "There's no telling what will the terrorists do to her."
YOU ARE READING
Russian Roulette
Mystery / Thriller"This is a crossroad Isabella." he said. "There will be no return if you were captured." "Can I even turn back?" I asked.
