<Episode 48>
With Freidman outed as a mole they had to rely on other means to discover what Anderson was doing. One of the first orders of business was discovering where World Inc. was getting their information from. Back when they had a man on the inside it didn’t matter all that much. Now that they were practically blind no one wanted Anderson to have an advantage. The various cells got together and put out some false information. Working in tandem they were able to find, what they hoped at least, a majority of Anderson’s informants. From there they squeezed them for any information they had, which wasn’t much. Which took them to part two of the operation, surveillance. There they discovered one thing right away. People who worked in the building now had run an ID card to get past the main lobby. And more than likely other parts of the building as well.
Which brought Jack to his current situation. A week of wire tapping and watching lead them to one Marcus Van Haden. He looked liked a college professor who would call you a stupid, blundering idiot even if you did everything right to boot. He also carried important information from his company to World Inc. on a regular basis, usually stopping off at home first. Supposedly tonight was one of those nights. He was currently on his way to World Inc., Jack was heading in the opposite direction with him in his sights.
He had the hood pulled over his head as far as it could go. With the rain currently falling nobody was paying him any attention, fortunate for him. At least the foil lining his hood had an extra benefit, his head was staying dryer than what it would have been. Which was also good for the piece in his ear. He didn’t particularly want his ear burning in case it shorted out. “What’s you status Tin Man?”, Jaime said over the piece.
“Thinking of the ways I can kick the butt of the person who gave me that stupid code name,” he answered, low enough so nobody passing by could hear him. “And I’m going to do it too, the moment I can prove this person did it.”
“How are you going to prove it was me?”, Rachel asked him over the line.
“There’s a start,” he quipped.
“Geez Rachel,” Sparky cut in, “Don’t make it obvious or anything.”
“I was trying to throw him off the trail of the person who did it,” she quickly explained.
“Cut the chatter,” Jaime ordered. “Tin Man do you see the target?”
Looking up the street he saw Van Haden bundled up in a trench coat, an umbrella in one hand and his briefcase the other. “I see him.”
“Now that we have that covered,” Sparky said, “do we have any idea how exactly we’re going to get that briefcase away from him?”
“I’m working on it,” was all he said.
“Jack we don’t need any work in progress plans right now,” Rachel told him. “We need an actual plan.”
“We got a problem,” Arron said from his position on the rooftops, “I’m seeing bracelets.” As in handcuffs attaching his wrists to the briefcase. There was something good in there alright.
“I see it,” Jack said as he continued toward him.
“We have abort,” Rachel said.
Jaime spoke next. “I agree. Tin Man turn down an alley. We’ll pick you up on the other side of the block.” Sparky, who watching him from the rear, reported he was still heading for Van Haden.
“Jack, don’t even think about it,” Rachel said. “I don’t care what you’re Uncle showed you, nobody is that good. Do you hear me?”
He kept on walking toward Van Haden. When they were a few yards from each other Jack lowered his head and kept on going, praying this guy wasn’t a Drakan or carrying a scanner. Ignoring Rachel and Jaime yelling in his ear he waited for it. Jack bumped into him and kept on walking, not even attempting to go for the briefcase. “Watch it you stupid punk,” Van Haden snapped. He checked himself for his wallet, only continuing on when he was satisfied it was still there. “Damn punks have no manners what so ever,” he continued grumbling.
Making his way toward the plain blue van, the side door snapped open as Rachel nearly jumped out at him, “Are you out of your mind?!”, she demanded. “What if he recognized you or decided to go after you?”
“Or he had a hand scanner with him?”, Jaime put in.
“Then he would have known it was me before I even got that close,” he said.
“So what was the point of all that any way?”, Rachel asked him.
“I was a little curious about how tight that new rule is,” he pulled Van Haden ID out of his pocket. They stared at him. “Uncle Petey showed me a lot before Mom found out.”
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