They had moved out just in time, authorities were starting to show up left and right and there were even some military personnel here. It was tense and there was still chaos all around them as they moved through the nearly destroyed market area; whatever bomb that was that went off may not have caused too much damage but it was enough to draw in a hell of a lot of attention. The snipers positioned on the rooftops informed him that they were several blockades and gave him some alternate routes here and there but it wasnâ€™t anything he was too unfamiliar with. He loved Jerusalem. There were times where Maverick wished he could visit Azrai more often. However, because of his fondness of the city, just because he was American and grew up in some po-dunk town in the South doesnâ€™t mean he didnâ€™t know Jerusalem like the back of his hand. Azrai had always been sure to tell him all the back roads and such, especially when it came down to missions where they worked together the rare times they did.<br/><br/>In fact if it hadnâ€™t been for Zachariah paying for his trip he would not have been able to get here at all. That man was truly amazing when it came to those things. He was a fucking saint, and if anyone told him differently he would argue to the ends of the Earth to prove them wrong. Maverick has worked for Zachariah for as long as he remembers, doing jobs for both him and Azrai as they tried to restore glory to their almost ancient organization. It has worked well but not without consequence. There have been many people sacrificed and enemies continue to surface which is part of the reason that they were so secretive with their work. Rebuilding has been a slow process, very tedious as well, but they were managing and they were expanding quickly. Perhaps a little too quickly but luckily there have not been many recent attacks. If they really were going to work together with Azrai and the friends he has made then things were about to get interesting.<br/><br/>There was still the matter of fully grasping what was going on but getting Azrai to safety and patching him up was top priority. Maverick was not a United States Marine for nearly six years for nothing. Ivan was someone he hasnâ€™t seen in awhile but he knew that they worked extremely well together, recalling the various missions they had been on in the past. The man was just as deadly as Azrai minus the psychotic murderer locked away inside of him. It has been awhile since heâ€™s seen him in that state and he prayed that he wouldnâ€™t have to see it again anytime soon.  It made him uncomfortable, thinking of all the things that could have gone wrong back there.<br/><br/>Everything had been quiet aside from a few words exchanged with his snipers and Ivan whenever he had spotted something, or whenever Shizu sensed something was off.<br/><br/>Once they got to the apartment, Maverick unlocked the door and went inside, immediately placing Azrai in his bedroom making tending to those wounds top priority. Heading into the kitchen like he owned the place and he was sure that Azrai would not mind he removed a bottle of wine from where he kept his alcohol and set it on the nightstand in the bedroom. If there was one thing that would help the man relax from almost anything after being in that state, it was alcohol; the man sometimes drank like a fish and it did worry him though he knew better than to say anything about it. And he was also sure that he would need it after he woke up considering his injuries were pretty bad, taking noticed the moment he removed the manâ€™s jacket and undershirt from his suit. Why the hell Azrai had been wearing a suit was beyond him, but he refocused on the various cuts he had and his bleeding shoulder and thigh.<br/><br/>However he frowned when he realized the man might need stitches. He really didnâ€™t want to have to convince the man to see a doctor. If only Allister were still aliveâ€¦ that man was as much a saint as Zachariah. Pushing that aside Maverick did what he could to stop the bleeding and bandaged the wounds to a point where no more damage could be done, but he knew the man would need rest still. When he finished up, he left the bedroom and shut the door behind him to leave Azrai undisturbed. â€œThat man is so fucking stubborn I swear. He should be fine in a few hours. Iâ€™ve managed to stop the bleeding.â€ He told both Shizu and Ivan was a reassuring glance. Or so he hoped anyway. That man put himself through a lot during this.<br/><br/>â€œAnd now that itâ€™s all said and done,â€ he looked at Ivan, arms crossed, â€œwould you mind explaining o me why the hell he even accepted that mission? Didnâ€™t he know it had been a set up to lure him out?â€ He sounded tense and his voice was raised a bit but he only cared for his friend. This mission concerned him.<br/><br/><br/>------<br/><br/>All he could do was hope and pray that this manâ€™s skills were just as unparalleled as he was proclaiming. Zachariah gave the man credit and definitely admired his confidence. Azrai definitely chose his allies well and there was no doubt in his mind they would succeed. Just in case there were a few back up plans, however as mentioned before plan B was not going to be pretty and he wanted to avoid it at all costs if it could be avoided. There was a sigh of relief that escaped him as he continued to keep an eye on Azrai and friends especially now that everything was looking a bit brighter. So many things could still go wrong and the people in the room with him could see it on his face, they were just as much concerned as he was. He was glad that they also cared about Azrai and now his friends. And that they would do whatever in their power to ensure that this ended as quickly as possible.<br/><br/>â€œI will contact you again in exactly three hours,â€ Zachariah told Elias, â€œwhether you are finished or not. Think of it as a way of keeping in touch and to establish further that we can trust each other through this. Should you find something is wrong beforehand, feel free to contact me, Iâ€™ll be here.â€ He then ended the call, leaving such information with Elias that would allow him to contact him if necessary. It was encrypted in case there were eavesdroppers or little pests waiting but he was sure that for someone like Elias it would be no problem.<br/><br/>It would be starting soonâ€¦ they had to hurryâ€¦