CarreraC1213

I wake up with a ring in my ear. I feel as though I was hit by a bus. Everything is blurry and. As my vision slowly comes back I look up and see a shape. It is a house… or it //was// a house. It was completely obliterated by some type of explosive. All I can think of is where my sister is. When I come to I go find a sample of some debris and I rush to my car and head to the base. On the way I receive a call from an unknown number saying if you try to go to any kind of government agency your sister will be “dealt with” as they said it. I have to turn around now and I call my buddy frank. He is an ex-computer genius who worked for the CIA back in desert storm. He is the only hope I have to get information on whoever took my sister. My buddy tells me to meet him at his house. When I get there I see many satellites and frank lives in the country so one knows about whatever he does. He tells me to give him my phone, so I do. I also give him the debris and tell him we may be able to find out what type of explosive was used and who makes it. He tells me that the unknown number is going to take a while to trace so he tells me to go and get some rest. I don’t like to argue with frank so I just agree and go to my house. I get my M9 from my gun safe and a couple of other items that can be of use. For example zip ties, a knife, a lighter, and other various items. I do eventually take a nap, but not for long because I kept waking up. I hear my phone and it is Frank. He tells me that the call was made from Ocean City Delaware from a hotel off of 89th street room 102. He says the explosives are T4 and it isn’t made in the U.S. anywhere so I’m going to have to find this guy in Delaware and talk to him. I hang up, get in my car, and start booking it down the highway. Four hour car ride took me about two and a half hours. I show up at the hotel and its about 2 am. I knock on the door and the door opens slightly until I kick it open and the man behind the door hits the wall. He shoves the door back and I hit him in the head with it and he gets knocked out cold. I tie him up with zip ties and go down to the hotel basement. I tie him to a chair and wake him up. “I knew you would find me”, he said. I began the interrogation after that statement. Eventually I realize the only thing that is going to get him to talk is to scare him. I use threats and that makes him nervous but not scared but once I pull out the blow torch and the pliers he cracks. He tells me he works for a group in Szentes Hungary. It’s a sex trafficking group with resources and skill. I have to “take care” of the man from the call and cover up my tracks. I book the next flight to Hungary and get some rest. I wake up exactly at 4:00 am and get on my flight. It’s a very dark morning. Nothing has come out yet. The plane ride wasn’t too bad. A couple of annoying passengers but with the training I have it is easy to tone them out. The plane wasn’t too big either. It sure wasn’t any 747 but it was a good size. The minute I step off the plane I can feel as if I am being followed. I hated the feeling. It is like if you go to the mall with friends when you were young and you feel like your mom is watching you. It is like that but times ten. Once I get out of the airport I call frank and he tells me the explosives may have been made in Budapest but he doesn’t know where in Budapest though. As my suspicion grows that someone is following me I can’t take it anymore and take turns down roads and start circling to see if I see anyone more than once. As I do a turn down this one alley there is a small indent into the building just when you enter the alley. I get into the indent and wait. What do you know, just 5 seconds later someone comes through with a gun and I disarm him. I shove him against the wall and ask, “Why are you following me”. He doesn’t reply so I put my knife up to his eye and he cooperates much better. He says he works for a group out of a truck warehouse called Vill-Truck kft.. He says they ordered him to make sure I didn’t come near the warehouse. I “take care” of him as well. I can’t have any loose ends. I drive over to the warehouse and I call my buddy frank and ask him to check out the electrical bill for this plant. Since it is abandoned there should be no power being used from this plant but I have a feeling that it is using power. Frank says yes the warehouse is using power and has been for a long time. There are a couple of windows on the plant so I go and check me out. They are all boarded up from the inside. I can see one window that is near the top of the building and it looks like it is clear. I climb up the window using vents and gutters. What I see is horrible. Bombs upon bombs stacked up, Guns, Drugs. The jackpot for anyone in the business. They have enough explosives to level New York City. I decide to strike at night. There Is a possibility they are keeping my sister. As I am leaving so is are other people. A man in a purple suit a woman and four other men in various colored suits. The one in the purple looked like he was in charge and the woman had a bag over her head and I knew it was her. I saw the bracelet I gave her still on her wrist. She looked bad. I follow them to a club across the road and make a phone call to the local police saying that I saw I huge truck drive into the warehouse with men with guns outside. This was a lie; you have to sound pathetic when calling the police. They tell me it is abandoned and they will be there as soon as possible. Meanwhile I have to get my sister back, so I go and scout out the building at midnight and there is only one room he can be in. It is the only private room. Guarded by 3 guards I have to find another way. I find a ventilation system and it leads to the bathroom in the private room. Once in the bathroom I advance to the main room. I take out the guard with wire and I take my sister who is on a bed with the man in the purple suit. He is asleep and she is crying her eyes out with joy. I know I only have seconds to get out of this place and I have to take the back door which is set on an alarm. So I get an idea. I wipe my prints from the scene and leave the wire and the gun next to the “boss man” and leave as I walk out the door the loud alarm starts going off and I wait for him to jet out of the door and sure enough he does. So I yell, “PAYBCK” and hit him across the head with a crowbar. I steal a car and drive to the airport. Just before I get into the car I look over at the ware house and there are cameras everywhere, loads of cops, and about 40 people in cuffs. I hug my sister once we get out of the car and we are at the airport. I she is the only thing I have left and I could not loose her. She drives me to be better than what I am. Once we are back on American soil she tells me she is moving in with me until she can get back on her feet and I say that it is fine. The first thing I see on TV when I get home is about the biggest criminal bust in world history. Me and my sister laugh.
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