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Date Posted: 23:28:52 01/04/08 Fri
Author: taurus2124
Author Host/IP: CPE-124-188-3-231.nsw.bigpond.net.au / 124.188.3.231
Subject: Chapter 145
In reply to: taurus2124 's message, "The Rising Dragons ... continued ..." on 20:19:07 12/29/07 Sat

Chapter 145 (V � a little bit more)

Once Section One had obtained what they wanted from the target, Michael had immediately returned back to Hong Kong from the interrogation of Inspector Ng for his rendezvous with Nikita. He�d wanted to compare their PDA�s on the mission parameters before her dinner date with Andy Koo later this evening and they had arranged to meet at Victoria Park away from the prying eyes of her neighbour. Michael didn�t need Karen Ho to be poking about asking questions and knowing of their every move. She would ask enough questions when she saw Nikita in the morning about her dinner date like she always did. Hopefully though, before the mission was over, Birkoff would have found out the Intel that implicated her and her boyfriend as members of the Rising Dragons so that they too could meet with their just dessert.

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Michael had been waiting for some minutes but Nikita had failed to arrive as yet. Looking at his watch, he cast his eyes in the direction of the paths leading to their rendezvous point. There was no sign of her. She should have been here by now. A little agitated; Michael opened his cell phone and dialled Nikita�s number trying to ring her at home. All he got, however, was the phone ringing unendingly in an empty apartment. When no one answered, Michael let the phone ring several times before he gave up. He then hit the speed dial for Nikita�s cell phone ... again no answer. It didn't ring at all. Assuming he had misdialled the number, Michael tried again. Still no ring ... nothing. He tried dialling the number directly twice more and still there was no sound. He frowned. This worried him because it was a hard and fast rule in Section that you never turned off your cell phone ... Nikita knew better.

His mind began to race with ominous scenarios. Something was not right. What if she had been injured, taken hostage, or worse?

Michael didn't want to acknowledge the worse, yet his mind couldn't ignore the possibilities that Nikita may have been kidnapped by someone in the Rising Dragons triad. Perhaps they had discovered her subterfuge and she had been compromised by Inspector Ng. He closed his eyes in despair. It was impossible to interrogate the Inspector on Nikita�s possible disappearance as he had already been cancelled after divulging the Intel Section wanted. Michael was at pains to know what to do. He tried to think of another way to locate her, but other than her neighbour Karen Ho, he couldn't think.

Nevertheless, he rang her number anyway but just like Nikita her phone went unanswered.

As more time elapsed the more concerned he became for Nikita�s welfare as she had not made an appearance. Michael tried to reach her on both her land line and her cell phone again, but still to no avail. Where was she? Dialling each number once more, Michael checked with her apartment Security one more time. Still nothing.

Any outward sign of unconcern was merely a ruse. Michael�s uneasiness was making him a little more agitated minute by minute. He was getting very bad vibes and had a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach. His mind started racing. Nikita never failed to contact him if there had been a delay. Something was very wrong.

Hurriedly leaving their rendezvous point, Michael immediately headed for her apartment in search of answers.

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Nikita had little time to think. She had few, if any, options but decided to forge ahead anyway in case an opportunity came along that she could take advantage of. Raising herself up into a sitting position she placed her legs over the camp bed.

�Who are you?�

�I thought I told you to shut up,� the Chinese man retorted brusquely.

�Please ... Why am I here?� Nikita persisted hoping that they may reveal some Intel as to her whereabouts.

�Are you hard of hearing?� her captor sneered coming to stand close to her. He raised his hand and sadistically slapped her across the face.

The younger man was shocked by his accomplice�s behaviour and replied worriedly. �Simon ... I don�t think Wang Yu will like you roughing her up like that.�

�Shut up Jason ... I know what I�m doing!� he barked, leaving no doubt as to who was in control.

The younger man was taken aback with surprise at his friend�s conduct. A little lost in his thoughts, Jason realised that he really didn�t know his buddy as well as he thought he did.

Nikita recoiled back as blood trickled down her chin from the cut on her mouth. �Whatever it is you do, that's your business. I'm not interested, there's no reason to keep me here. Please let me go.�

�Shut up bitch,� Simon yelled beginning to pistol whip her with Nikita�s gun that he pulled out from his jacket.

Bruises began to form on her face from the irrational beating he had inflicted on her.

Jason was just about to intervene when, suddenly more footsteps echoed in the room. The sound of an angry voice spoke with authority, �That�s enough Simon! We want her alive ... she�s no good to us if we kill her!�

He looked at his superior as if in a trance. �But ... I was only just getting started.�

�I noticed ...� Wang Yu replied acerbically putting him in his place but realising at the same time that this hot head could be a very valuable asset to the triad. Simon Leung reminded him a lot of himself at the same age when Sun Yee Lok had taken him under his wing and moulded him until he�d became one of his personal bodyguards. Wang then looked at Simon menacingly leaving him in no doubt that he meant business. �Take her ankle shackles off so she can walk and take our guest to the holding room.�

Given his directive Simon reluctantly knelt down and undid the restraints on Nikita�s feet. Just as he was about to stand she lashed out with her foot then grabbed him in a headlock with her legs. Had it not been for the quick thinking of his companion Nikita would have broken his neck. Jason nervously fired his gun at her and hit her in the shoulder.

�You idiot!� yelled their leader. �Put your gun away.�

Thankfully the bullet just grazed her shoulder but Nikita was thrown back by the impact. She grimaced and loosened her grip which enabled Simon to free himself. He gave her an almightily backhand which sent her reeling and only exacerbated the pain she was already suffering. The two men stood over her, grabbing her on either side by the arms and yanked her up to her feet. Nikita cried out angrily and struggled against their hold as Simon Leung and Jason Smythe dragged her down a set of iron stairs. Although she was bleeding from her shoulder wound and her hands were bound Nikita continued to resist.

�She�s a feisty one all right.� Jason stated in admiration of her tenacity even though she was wounded.

�Sedate her then have Kai-lin attend to her wound when she arrives,� came the calmer voice of the man who was obviously in charge.

�Sure boss,� they replied in unison as they dragged Nikita to the cell set aside for her.

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In his haste to getaway Michael let out the clutch and slammed his sleek Mercedes into gear. Hitting the accelerator hard, he pulled out onto the roadway. The high pitched sound of squealing tyres echoed and the back wheels of his car spun rapidly. An acrid smell of burning fuel filled the air as two black stripes of rubber lay on the pavement in evidence to the consequence of his actions. Michael sped through the Hong Kong traffic at break-neck speed struggling to get to Nikita's apartment as quickly as he reasonably could but without drawing undue attention to his urgency.

His black-gloved hands gripped the steering wheel tightly.

Switching gears, he accelerated faster racing through the night, but speeding far more than he should have. Driving on sheer adrenalin Michael�s body seemed to automatically navigate the car as ominous thoughts whirled through his brain as to Nikita�s whereabouts. When he ran a red light, he hoped that he wouldn�t be pulled over by an overzealous traffic officer for reckless driving. But Michael couldn�t stop the thoughts going through his mind. He was concerned for her safety.

He was fortunate enough to have a clear run for a while but as traffic got heavier Michael was soon caught in a bottleneck. He quickly took a right turn then a left to avoid the main traffic flow. This helped considerably and he was making good headway and was getting closer to Nikita�s apartment. Further on, however, he met another obstacle when he was slowed down by a traffic accident. Cursing his decision to take the short cut Michael managed to find his way around the collision and sped up once more. He was only several streets away from Nikita�s apartment block now and her building soon came into sight.

Michael�s heart was racing and he breathed heavily. He just couldn't stand the thought of something having happened to Nikita especially since he had kept her neighbour and her boyfriend under surveillance. But Fitzpatrick and O�Connor had returned to Section for another mission without anything major to report. Michael was worried. Had he let Nikita down by not being more vigilant? He should have made sure that she was more protected ... that he had keep her safe but there was nothing he could do about that now. Although he probably wouldn�t like the outcome, he would find the answers he needed soon enough.

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On his way to her apartment, Michael had gone through every emotion he'd ever thought he'd possessed, and then had discovered some he had never known existed. Nikita was missing. His Nikita ... his woman. He tried to shut off his feelings but he couldn�t. Michael kept remembering the sound of her voice, the smile in her eyes and the passion of her kiss. He had a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach but he didn't acknowledge what it was ... he couldn't. How could he acknowledge the pain of loss he felt?

Steering with one hand, Michael opened his cell phone. He hit speed dial for Nikita once again as he drove his car through the Hong Kong streets in his dash to get to her apartment as soon as possible. Her phone didn't ring. He tried again. Still nothing. A frown crossed his brow in thought.

Michael hit the accelerator a little harder.

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