For the moment, Kat appeared to be safe here in this room. She leaned against the wall for a moment, and then slid down it. Sitting on the ground allowed her to hide out in the shadows so she wouldn’t be spotted so easily. It was dark in here, and there were also two closets and three tables in the room, with computers on top of them. This room seemed as good a place as any to hide out if someone were to come in here looking for her, why not hide out here for a little. What with this place and having a lot of places to hide? Or have adequate lighting. A lot of this building seemed pretty dark now that she thought of it. Either this place was neglected or they just didn’t keep it lit for whatever reason. Maybe it was both?<br/><br/>Something caught her attention suddenly.<br/><br/>Kat sank back into the shadows, reaching into her boot for her knife. Her gaze was completely focused while she hoped and prayed that he did not turn around before she had a chance to move out of sight more. She kept still until the person moved to an area of the room where it was a little more lit. Who the hell? It was one of Ryan’s men, from what she could tell, what the hell was he doing here? If he was here that must mean Ryan was here as well. She wanted to be relieved but something felt off, and she couldn’t quite put her finger on what that might be. Should she call out or keep hidden? Maybe she could jump him? Ryan’s men were not really all that bright… they were just brutes.<br/><br/>She decided to take a chance and whistled softly to get his attention. Maybe this was her ticket out of here.<br/><br/>The man jumped, turning to face her. “You..!”<br/><br/>Kat nodded. “If you’re here, I’m going to assume Ryan is as well?” She said, keeping her voice low so she wouldn’t draw any attention that might be outside.<br/><br/>The man nodded. “Yeah… he’s with Eric right now.” He kept his voice low as well. She watched as he shifted nervously. Something was definitely up.<br/><br/>So Eric was alive after all. What a relief, she thought to herself. She looked at the ground for a moment, and then asked, “How is it out there?”<br/><br/>“It’s clear. You can make a run for it”<br/><br/>“Good.”<br/><br/>Unfortunately the man had spoken too soon. Three men burst into the room and immediately aimed their guns at the man. Instead of holding them off as she fled, or doing anything helpful, he looked at her apologetically. “Sorry… I am so sorry about this. Boss’s orders…” Him speaking to her gave away her position and the men immediately went for her.<br/><br/>Kat managed to take one of them out. This lighting did not help in this situation at all, and she was outnumbered as another man entered the room. This time the man working with Ryan had been killed. He was prepared to die and even deserved it for what he had done. Kat probably would have killed him herself and then went to find where Ryan and Eric were if things had turned out differently. She continued to fight off the men, when suddenly he was grabbed from behind. Not thinking twice, she stabbed the man in the abdomen and tried to pry herself from his arms, but he was not budging. The next thing she knew, a cloth that had an oddly sweet, familiar smell to it was placed over her mouth.<br/><br/>“Got her. Now, let’s get out of here before we burn.” Was the last thing she heard before passing out.<br/><br/>---------------------------------<br/><br/>After listening to Eric’s plan, Ryan gave an approving nod and waved off his men to let them do what they wanted. “Like I said, dear Eric, work your magic in any way you’re able.” It might have sounded like there was a bit of a double meaning there, and in another situation that might have been correct. In this situation he was simply curious to see what was going to happen next. “I wouldn’t be the least bit surprised if some of those guards will be stupid enough to follow fake directions. They’re organized, but there’s always that one person…” He shrugged and moved over close to the doorway. Looking out into the hall, he double checked to make sure that the coast was clear. Double checking has become a habit of his over the past few years. Sometimes something might seem clear, but in reality there was a trap waiting for them.<br/><br/>Ryan walked over to one of the computers when Eric asked him where he had come in. There had to be a map here somewhere. When he found one, he pulled it up and pointed to where he had come in. When he turned back to look at Eric, Ryan paused for a moment, his eyes fell to his side briefly. He had already seen the injury. It was kind of hard to miss; he was bleeding through his shirt. He hadn’t said anything about the injury in spite of noticing it because, well, he knew it wouldn’t do them any good, and he didn’t think it was really that bad. Now that Eric seemed to be bothered by it more he was coming more and more concerned by it. “You know, dear Eric, I say we should take it easy. Maybe there's an easier route?” There was probably no need, but he couldn’t help but voice his concern.