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Subject: Chapter 2

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Date Posted: Thursday, August 09, 11:31:06am
In reply to: Rita 's message, "TMTC" on Tuesday, July 24, 12:04:39pm

Chapter Two

Shaking her head at what she was about to do, Nikita sighed, quickly walking to the door and opening it before she changed her mind.

Motioning inside, she ordered her two bodyguards, “Take him.”

And take him they did. Down the service elevator while a set of Section operatives distracted security by posing as loud, drunk and lost tourists. Housekeeping was already sanitizing the area by the time Michael was loaded into the Section transport.


Upon awakening, Michael found himself in bed, in his old Section quarters. Looking around he noticed that everything was exactly the same as when he’d last been there. Inwardly grimacing, he supposed that he should have been flattered that his quarters had not been reassigned while he’d been gone – supposedly for good.

Not surprised at his surroundings but fairly resentful of the method of his arrival, Michael slowly sat up, testing his physical condition. Feeling no residual symptoms from whatever drug Nikita had given him other than a lingering sluggishness, Michael stood up and walked over to the bathroom. He noted the new towels hanging on the hooks then opened the medicine cabinet to find all new toiletries, all of them brands he used.

After taking care of his personal needs, Michael decided a quick, cold shower was in order to rid himself of the remaining lethargy. Done, he went back to the bedroom and found his closet full with his old clothes. Donning his usual Section attire, a black suit that still fit him as well as it did two years ago, he walked over to the kitchen area. Opening the small refrigerator Michael wasn’t at all taken aback when he saw that it was fully stocked.

He took out a water bottle, noting that it was his preferred brand, strolled into the living room area and made himself comfortable on the sofa. He knew it was only a matter of time before Nikita showed up and he had only one question for her.

Michael had realized that returning to Section was inevitable once he made up his mind to let go of Adam for the child’s sake and safety. What he wanted to know was why Nikita hadn’t been straightforward and asked for help rather than deceive him the way she had. By bringing him back the way she had, Nikita had changed Michael’s perception of his return.


Nikita finished her debrief of a team leader who’d just returned from what was supposed
to be an easy cold mission, intel gathering only, and sighed in frustration. The team had entered the perimeter even though Sandy, mobile comm. for this mission, had run into an anomaly. She wasn’t one hundred percent sure she’d jammed perimeter surveillance and wanted confirmation from Section.

The team leader, a supposedly seasoned level five op, denied the request, citing a short window as the reason. The team had had to shoot their way out and now the target was aware of Section’s interest. Contrary to the team leader’s conclusion, he didn’t have to throw caution to the wind because there had been enough time for confirmation. With his experience, the team leader should have calculated the window better in the first place, before the team hit their second mark.

As much as Nikita would have liked to send him for retraining, it wasn’t an option at this time. She simply had too few team leaders, completely competent or not, to lose even one. Having had Michael as a model all those years sometimes made Nikita forget that his kind of brilliance wasn’t prevalent in tier two operatives.

Checking her watch, Nikita realized that Michael would be awake by now. She descended from the perch and headed towards his quarters through a now quiet Section. She’d kept his return a secret from everyone but those involved in his retrieval. Even Walter was still in the dark.

As she walked through the gray hallways, Nikita prepared what she was going to say to Michael when he asked her why she’d resorted to drugging him. Her plans would all be for naught if he didn’t understand and accept her actions.

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Can't wait.....stephThursday, August 09, 07:00:27pm
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