The Purge: Savior In The Shadow

19 - Message: Relayed

Outside the Anti-Purge Department, things were all normal. Even the gunshots and the wailing outside the building doesn't faze them anymore, due to them adapting quickly from the twisted holiday. Until...

"Hey guys, have you listened to this?" Millard's ears perked up, slightly waking up from his slumber. Closing his mouth with a hand from yawning, he glanced at the side, seeing his subordinates listening to... an audio? 

He put his legs back on the floor and sat up straight, intending to listen to whatever they were planning to play. With a tap of the screen, he heard the crackle of a radio. Shortly, he heard the voice of a young boy saying,

"My name's Rowan Wanderton. The son of Rafi and Emilia Wanderton. There are a lot of people surrounding our house and they are planning to take out their beast on us."

"What?" His subordinates asked, concern leaking through their voice. Knowing this is something urgent, he leaned forward from his chair and listened intently.

"They're wearing red cloaks and a mask." 

Frowning at the familiarity of the mentioned outfit, he racked his brain up for anything or anyone that fit the description. The thoughts jumbled across his mind until the image of a group in a red cloak made him pause, observing every little detail of the outfit in his mind. Could it be...

"There's only 5 of us here, including me, only equipped with knives and guns which aren't enough because we are outnumbered. It's a five versus a hundred."

His subordinates looked at each other, scared for what could possibly happen to the poor boy.

"I would appreciate it if you would come help us. We really need it. Please tell my friend, Dan Hoven-"

Millard stood up from his spot, gathering his subordinate's attention from the audio to him. If he was sleepy a while ago, he was wide awake now.

"Boss?" One of his subordinate asked, a bit took aback by his reaction. He couldn't answer back, shock overtaking his mind.

"-ouldn't be sad in case I don't make it out. That's all. I'll see you later... possibly."

 The audio ended with a click. Millard couldn't register how his son was mentioned during the recording. Unless...

"Wait. He mentioned 'Hoven'. Our boss could be related to Da-"

"I-if that boy mentioned my son, they must really be close to each other." He connected them piece by piece, each making more sense. The sound of a phone ringing took their attention, wondering what possibly happened. If there's a chance that that audio was from several minutes ago, a lot of things could have happened already.

"I'll go get it." Millard walked along the tables, a bit of concern sinking through his body thinking of what has already happened. He reached his hand out to grab the telephone and clicked 'accept'.

"This is the Anti-Purge Department. What seems to be the problem?" He asked. Through the intercom, he heard a man, "There's... uhh... a group of people surrounding my neighbor's house. They look they're... checking the place out... especially the entrances. And we're pretty close with our neighbors."

"What's their name?"                                                                                                                                                            "Rafi and Emilia. They have a son named Rowan."                                                                                                "What's your name?"                                                                                                                                                            "Nick."                                                                                                                                                                                         "Ok Nick. Whatever you do, don't meddle with them. Keep hiding inside your home. We'll deal with this."                                                                                                                                                                                  "Ok."                                                                                                                                                                                              "What's their address?"                                                                                                                                                       "Umm... it's-"       

The connection from the phone crackled as he felt weak tremors shake the building. 

"Hello?"                                              

"Oh my God. What happened there?" Looking at where his subordinates were staring, he glanced outside the window, seeing black smoke rising several blocks away.

"-OD!!! OH MY GOD!!!"                                                                                                                                                          "I found you. Nick! Stay calm! Stay away from the explosion!"                                                                          "Ok... ok."

With that, the call ended. He put the phone back to where it belongs as he looked at the table with his eyes a tad dark. He looked back to his subordinates, who were looking back at him waiting for an instruction. "Prepare the vehicles."

5 minutes later

"Alright, listen up! You may have heard an explosion earlier, and that's where we'll be going! We received an SOS earlier coming from the same area! And as we speak, they may be suffering right now! Our target right now is a group well-known for terrorizing citizens! I want you to eliminate them for that family! Understand?!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Good. Get dressed up." After a salute, they went out one by one.

To be continued...