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Date Posted: 23:51:00 01/19/08 Sat
Author: taurus2124
Author Host/IP: CPE-124-188-4-143.nsw.bigpond.net.au / 124.188.4.143
Subject: Chapter 147
In reply to: taurus2124 's message, "The Rising Dragons ... continued ..." on 23:47:08 01/19/08 Sat

Chapter 147

All the way to Section One Michael had a steely determination to do whatever it took to find Nikita and who had taken her captive. Buoyed by his anger, Michael�s green eyes stared coldly ahead. How had they done it? Why? What did they want from her?

It was obvious that Nikita had been taken soon after the Flash Mission when he had returned to Section for the interrogation of Inspector Ng. He calculated that she had been missing for at least five hours now, more than enough time for her to be taken anywhere within Hong Kong or beyond which was a worry. He was angry at himself for the recall of Fitzpatrick and O�Connor, but their brief was only to keep Karen Ho and her boyfriend Steven Ma under surveillance until he returned. They�d done that, but had already returned to Section for their new assignment. Since the Flash Mission on Inspector Ng had been called at short notice, there was little time to organise another back up team for surveillance. Furthermore as his recall for the interrogation was a direct order from Operations, there had only been a short time span between his recall and imminent return for the Andy Koo mission. Obviously it had been enough time for someone to kidnap Nikita.

Michael�s heart was pounding with the scenarios coursing through his mind that made sense. His gut feeling told him that she was still here in Hong Kong somewhere ... all it needed was for him to find out her location. Michael was certain too that it would be someone connected to the Rising Dragons triad who was to blame for Nikita�s kidnapping. In fact he was certain of it. It was the only thing that made sense. There were several people who were on top of Michael�s hit list starting with her neighbour Karen Ho. He just knew that she was responsible in some way either directly or indirectly and he would prove it. But first he would need to elicit Birkoff�s help and all the facilities that Section could provide to track them down. Michael would do whatever it took; leave no stone unturned until he found who was responsible. If it was the last thing he ever did, he would find a way to rescue Nikita. Then when he did find the culprit they would wish they had never been born.

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Returning to Section One, Michael strode down the sterile gray corridors and made his way towards the Comm. area. He was intense, his eyes were focused and he walked with a determined gait. Operatives who saw him enter Section noticed that there seemed to be an urgency about him, a tension that was tangible. He seemed more imposing and formidable than usual if that was at all possible. Michael was resolute and purposeful in his demeanour. He certainly wasn�t distracted by any operative going about their duties that he walked by on the way to Comm. Just one look at him told them to veer out of his way.

Michael missed nothing.

Through his peripheral vision he saw the shocked look on their faces as soon as he�d passed. He knew what they were thinking. They wondered why he had returned to Section so soon after leaving ... yet he couldn�t care less at the moment. He had more important things to do and he had little time in which to do them. Time was of the essence. As he passed they respectfully stepped out of his path. Judging by his bearing the operatives knew now was not the time to be in Michael's way. He was resolute, unwavering and had the resolve of a man on a mission. Usually nothing this man did revealed anything about his emotional or mental state when he was within the walls of Section One but tonight something was different ... something was wrong ... it was obvious by his manner. There could only one reason why Michael appeared as he did ... something must have happened to Nikita.

Although the other operatives speculated on Michael�s demeanour, his thoughts focused on one thing and one thing only ... the necessity of finding Nikita and where she was being held. He would also need to convey to Operations that the Andy Koo mission had been aborted and that Nikita was missing. Michael didn't want to allow himself to think of what kind of circumstances that she would be in. He knew Nikita was capable of looking after herself and would find a way to communicate her whereabouts when she could. But that was little solace when his heart was aching. He felt like a part of him was missing.

Michael�s minimalist expressions always gave little away of the man beneath the cold operative veneer, but although he appeared to be in complete control on the surface, his emotions were in absolute turmoil tonight. Unfortunately his mind wandered to the very thing he was trying to avoid thinking about. What were her captors doing to her? Was she okay? Had they harmed her in any way? He took a deep breath as the thought he tried to banish to the back of his mind surfaced. Was she still alive?

No! ... That was not a possibility he wished to consider. He needed to stay focused. Nikita needed him to stay focused. She was okay and would be until he found her ... the alternative was not an acceptable option.

The uncertainty of not knowing where Nikita was or who her captives were was killing him. This was his worst nightmare, but he would prevail and would find her at any cost. Nikita was a well trained operative and as such could endure whatever her captors might inflict on her. Michael didn�t want to acknowledge the possibility that she could be subjected to torture techniques and reminded himself over and over that his Nikita was resourceful, brave, strong and steadfast. It would take a lot to break her ... that is if they could succeed at all.

He quickened his stride. He had to find her. Suddenly the gleam in his eyes darkened as his cold operative persona rose to the fore. He would utilise everything and everyone at his disposal to find her and bring those responsible for her kidnapping to their knees.

Michael�s footfalls echoed across the floor as he drew nearer to this destination. Rounding the corner he saw Birkoff at his work station but before approaching him, Michael looked up to the Perch to make sure Operations was concentrating elsewhere for he needed to see Birkoff first.

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Kicking open the door the two men dragged Nikita inside with her hands handcuffed and bundled her into the room. With eyes that studied the room�s interior Simon stated. �It's not much, but you�ll call it home soon enough.�

Nikita surveyed the surroundings that were now her prison. The room and amenities were minimal but not as Spartan as before. There was a bed in one corner and the basic necessities were provided. However there was no window and the artificial lighting fixed to the ceiling was the only illumination.

�You keep guard Jase ... I�ll be back in a minute. I have to get something from Wang.�

�Okay.�

�Watch her and if she tries anything funny ... shoot her in the leg,� he stated quickly leaving and closing the door behind him.

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Nikita stumbled and nearly lost her footing but managed to sit down on the bed, knowing that she would need to conserve her energy for whatever lay before her. She felt dreadful. Although the wound to her shoulder was only superficial it was still bleeding and it throbbed painfully. The bruises to her face had darkened and she looked a dishevelled mess. Drawing in a breath, she wondered what these people might have in store for her next.

She knew that Michael, having by now realised what had happened to her, would be at Section One doing everything humanly possible to find her. Now it was up to her not to loose hope. In order to seize an opportunity to help her get away then, she needed to be prepared to take advantage of any situation that became available to her. However, at the moment her captors seemed to have the upper hand. She was weak from loss of blood and her strength was diminished. Her mind however, was as sharp as ever. Nikita knew she needed to stay strong and focused and bide her time until a situation arose when she could make an escape or if she was indeed rescued.

Michael will find me.

Over and over in her head these words resonated in her brain. Nikita knew how focused he was and how determined he would be to locate her. She had utter belief in his ability to do just that and hoped that it would be sooner rather than later. She could hold on for however long it took. She was not afraid. To the contrary ... she was more determined than ever to find out who had kidnapped her and why. Nikita closed her eyes knowing that at some stage she would know but until then she drew on the inner strength of her Section training to play the waiting game.

Patience ... Nikita. Have patience. Michael will find you.

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