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Date Posted: 05:14:40 03/01/08 Sat
Author: taurus2124
Author Host/IP: CPE-124-188-5-243.nsw.bigpond.net.au / 124.188.5.243
Subject: Chapter 153
In reply to: taurus2124 's message, "The Rising Dragons ... continued ..." on 07:29:54 02/23/08 Sat

Chapter 153

Walter knew that Michael would undoubtedly go on mandatory refusal until Nikita was found and he quickly returned to Munitions to gather together the equipment and weapons that he thought he would need. There were no other options open to him for Operations and Madeline would surely veto any attempt to rescue her using Section�s resources. Michael however, was resourceful ... very resourceful and there was always a way around the protocols of Section One for their formidable cold operative. Michael would move heaven and earth to find Nikita and with Birkoff�s and his help, they would thwart any obstacles that their leaders might place in his way.

He put together an eclectic selection of martial arts weaponry and firearms that Michael could utilise. Walter knew just how dangerous triads could be, hence if Michael had their weaponry of choice, he would be well equipped to deal with them if needs be. Furthermore he�d included a few bits and pieces that he had picked up during the Vietnam War and had modified to suit his own design. He had cunningly also made sure that Operations would not be able to find any discrepancies on his weapons� inventory if he wanted to check it. Walter knew he had to cover his tracks well and had made sure that any removal of arsenal in his armoury, especially the items he had procured for Michael�s use, had been accounted for. Having been in this caper for years he knew the ropes backwards and forwards.

This old boy still has some tricks up his sleeve that Michael would be able to utilise. he thought brazenly to himself. The craggy old hippie smiled at his ingenious skulduggery and Walter prided himself on his ingenuity.

He placed the items in a bag. Knowing that Birkoff would hopefully have found something on Nikita�s whereabouts for Michael by now, he waited for the Level 5�s arrival before he left Section One.

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Walter didn�t have to wait long, for when he next looked up he saw the imposing figure of Michael Samuelle make his way over to his station. He looked like he had much on his mind, but he also noticed that Michael looked single-minded. Birkoff had obviously found out something. If not Michael would still be in his office instead of leaving Section.

The imposing figure of Michael Samuelle approached his station and Walter ushered him into the back of his storeroom where they wouldn�t be observed.

Handing Walter a mini disc he announced. �I need everything on here.�

�I�ve already put together hardware I think you will need.�

The two men shared a look as Walter handed over a PDA listing the inventory he�d drawn up of the cache of equipment for his use. Michael quickly read what Walter had collected.

�This isn't profile.�

He spoke in a low voice, so that his conversation would not echo or be overheard. �I know ... Check it out.�

Walter watched as Michael ran his eyes over the equipment watching for a reaction from him.

�You thought of everything ... But it's going to take time to put this together. It�s time we don't have.�

�It's already been taken care of. There are also a couple of trackers that might be useful.�

�Thank you.�

�You really think she's still alive?�

Looking up briefly before returning his gaze back to the PDA Michael�s answer was a categorical, �Yes.�

�You think or you wanna think?� he asked handing over a small Glock revolver.� Did Birkoff find out any Intel?�

�We have a position of a triad identity.�

�That�s good ... You know you�ve got enough to go to Operations on this Michael. You've got a location and you have ID'd a Rising Dragons� member as one of her kidnappers. If Nikita is in that house and if she's still alive, he might reconsider.�

Michael examined the array of equipment Walter had assembled chambering a clip into the gun he was holding and checking the sight. �He won't.�

�You don't know what you're walking into. This is a Rising Dragon�s operation � you might find a very big welcoming committee.�

Michael's expression remained blank. He darted a look at Walter, before gazing back down at the gun he was checking. �I'll get her out,� he emphatically stated leaving Walter with no doubt in his mind as to his intentions.

�You know we�ll be here if you need us.�

�Thank you,� he nodded as he accepted the bag of equipment Walter had gathered up and organised.

Resolute, Michael turned and strode purposefully from Munitions and made his way to exit Section. Walter watched the demeanour of an unwavering man on a mission to find his woman and whoever held her captive. Watching Michael�s ramrod, cold deportment and the determination in his stride, Walter knew he wouldn�t like to be in their shoes when Michael found her captors. He would take no prisoners. If they�d hurt Nikita in any way shape or form, he certainly wouldn�t want to be the one on the receiving end of Michael�s wrath when he discovered who had kidnapped her. He would be ruthless in his retaliation and would leave no stone unturned where it concerned Nikita�s safety.

God help them ... for nothing would save them from Michael Samuelle when he caught up with her captors.

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Michael strode towards egress and entered the elevator that would take him up to the hustle and bustle of a city waking to a new day. He�d lost time of how long he�d spent in Section. All he knew was that it was time productively spent but was also time Nikita�s captors had in holding her prisoner. Nikita had been missing for at least twelve hours now, and the time that had elapsed could be telling to her welfare. His thoughts gutted his mind with the worse case scenario and strayed to the one thing he was trying to avoid thinking about.

Nikita could be anywhere by now. Was she all right? Had she been injured or was she suffering? Was Nikita even alive? She could be long dead by now. No!!! That scenario was not worth thinking about. Nikita was well trained and would be able to ascertain the situation and not do anything stupid or antagonise her captors.

With Birkoff�s help they had a name and a place where one of her kidnappers lived. He would start his search for Nikita with him. He had to think positively that she was at this person�s address. With that thought foremost in his mind, Michael hoped that he had not given her kidnappers too much time to disappear to where they couldn�t be found. If that happened, he didn�t know what he would do. However, he felt confident enough that he hadn�t given them too much time and that he wasn�t far behind them.

I want her to be strong and unresponsive. Only then will she be safe.

He stopped and shrugged. There was no need for him to point out the fact that whoever held her captive from the Rising Dragons would have no hesitancy in killing her if they thought it was best for the triad. Would she be able to cope with their interviewing techniques and what if they ... God forbid ... tortured her for information?

Taking a deep breath, Michael ordered himself to stop thinking like that. He needed to stop these thoughts going through his head. He needed to stay resolute and not be swayed by thoughts of �what if?� Nikita needed him to retain his level headedness if she was to survive but that was easier said than done.

Nikita was not afraid to die. She wouldn�t break just because her life was threatened. She wouldn�t give away any Intel. She was strong. He had to be strong too.

However much he tried, Michael�s mind was preoccupied with his thoughts of Nikita. Every one of his thoughts cut deep into his soul. Her image formed in his mind�s eye ... of Nikita�s smiling face, her voice and laughter like a siren's song ... the woman of his desire ... the one who drew him in ... the one who made living a necessity. Each thought felt like a knife driving into his chest though. The very person he cared most about was in danger and he felt helpless because he didn�t know exactly where she was but Nikita was his everything and he would find her.

Exiting into the breaking light of a new day Michael was armed with vital information that he could waste no time in checking. Tossing the bag Walter had given him into the back of the SUV, he swiftly wheeled the car out onto the highway on his way back to Hong Kong. When he had time he would check the contents of the bag, but judging by what he had inspected in Munitions, Walter had packed his mission suit amongst other things and seen to it that he was well prepared for any situation.

Time was of the essence. With steely determination etched across his face, Michael accelerated hard.

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