Sticking to the allotted time was proving to be a lot more difficult than anticipated. Ryan and his men had a close call with a few of Adam’s people. Thankfully, they had not spotted any of them, or else things would have gotten pretty ugly. He doubted he would get that lucky again. As clever as he could be, he has never really considered himself to be a lucky person. His luck was usually bad luck. In this case, he knew that Adam was probably watching them from wherever he was, hiding in the shadows no doubt. He was more than likely waiting for the right moment to strike. It would be just like the man to wait for the right moment; he loved playing those stupid mind games. Those mind games wouldn’t be so bad, but unfortunately Ryan’s men were not always the brightest. Hey, brutes were easier to convince than intelligent people some of the time.<br/><br/>Control and positioning of the robots was going smoothly.<br/><br/>Ryan stayed mostly in the back, moving towards the front only when he needed to, keeping a look out while his men worked with the robots. Instructions were given every now and then, to make sure nothing got screwed up, and a few of his most trusted men were sent out front to keep everything in line. He gave the instructions through a series of hand gestures, just to be on the safe side. The less vocal things were the less of a chance of being discovered. His men were more likely to listen to him through gestures than yelling anyway. So far, everything was looking good. It was worrying that Adam’s men were nowhere in sight since that encounter, but he just continued to press on. They only had just a little more to go. He held his breath, watching the robots inch closer and closer towards their goal.<br/><br/>Once they were close enough he signaled his men again and said, “That’s far enough.” A few of his men seemed a little confused by his orders. After sighing heavily, he elaborated, to fill them in a little further. “See that boundary over near that building? If we push the robots further, they’ll be spotted.” A few guards were spotted in the area. “If Adam’s gang comes running because they see action happening, I’ll smash the skull of whoever fucked up.” There was a stern look in his eye, something his men knew well. It was better to be safe than sorry. He was a risk taker, but he didn’t want to take any chances in this area, otherwise he might be seen, it was best to just leave everything as it was. His men seemed to understand. Well, most of them anyway, especially when he spoke to them like he was now.<br/><br/>Some days, Ryan really did miss working with the military. Or was he thinking that because his thinking was more militaristic right now? Perhaps, perhaps not. Either way, military dogs were tame and followed these kinds of orders better.<br/><br/>“Alright.” One of his men spoke up. “What do you suppose we do?”<br/><br/>Ryan’s response seemed to shock his men. “We head back. Leave Eric to his own devices. Like I said, he’ll be fine.” His tone seemed uncharacteristically distant just then. “Now, let’s go before Adam spots us.”<br/><br/>-----------------------<br/><br/>The alarms had gone off almost as soon as the alert was sent. The building, though quiet, was thrown into chaos. Such devices have changed a lot over the years, no longer did it take forever for someone to get the message and pass it along. When nobody heard back from the guards, it was a pretty dead giveaway that there was something wrong. In order to prevent the intruder from escaping, every nook and cranny had a guard stationed in it.<br/><br/>“Sir, it’s that man that was found with Kat,” Said one man from the corner of the room. “What should we do?”<br/><br/>“I don’t know.” Said a man with a low voice, “When someone come in uninvited, what do people usually do?”<br/><br/>“Um… throw them out?”<br/><br/>“Exactly.”<br/><br/>“You want us to throw him out, boss?” Another man chimed in with a snort.<br/><br/>“Not only do I want him thrown out, I want his dismembered body shoved into a bucket and fed to the dogs.” The stone-cold and murderous look in their leader’s eyes made the men shiver a little. It was a damned shame that everything was falling apart like this. Gregory was supposed to be the one here, not him. But he was not going to go against his decision. Thomas had been very clear.<br/><br/>Nobody was going to interfere with their plans.<br/><br/>-----------------------<br/><br/>After Tony had cut her free, Kat rubbed her wrists. At least the ropes that bound her hadn’t cut into her skin too much. She could see the marks clearly, and the cuts stung a little, but it wasn’t anything she could not handle. There was work to be done now. This was not the time to be worried about her injuries at a time like this… and there was still Tony. She was still trying to recover from the shock of seeing him again. Out of all the crazy people she has met in her past, and worked with, Tony was probably one of the saner, for the lack of a better word. Nobody was really ‘sane’ anymore. She had gotten along with him, one of the few people she had managed to get along with as well, and has never really seen a reason to dislike him.<br/><br/>But now… she was just not sure. What brought him here and why? So many questions were running through her mind right now. Asking him flat out probably wouldn’t get anywhere; he didn’t seem willing to talk. It was best not to force it… then again…<br/><br/>Kat kept her eye on Tony, who was moving in front of her. The silence between them was putting her stomach in knots. He didn’t seem to be paying attention, keeping an eye out for any guards, as navigating was starting to get difficult. Someone must have tripped an alarm. Something in the back of her mind told her it might be Eric coming for her. But she was not feeling patient. Despite her efforts to keep calm, restlessness was ting out taking over. All she cared about was getting out of here. She could probably slip away and look for Eric, if she wanted to. It would be sort of easy. Getting past the guards… not so much, but she could still try. There was one thing keeping her, though. She wanted information from Tony before she ran off to meet up with Eric. And she was not in the mood for waiting.<br/><br/>Once they were in a location where no guards appeared to be present, she struck. Before Tony knew what hit him, he was pinned against the wall. The two eyed each other intensely.<br/><br/>“Why are you here?” She went straight to the point.<br/><br/>“Look… I will explain everything once we’re out.”<br/><br/>“Not good enough.”<br/><br/>“Please don’t be difficult.” He said with a frown. “You just have to trust me.”<br/><br/>Kat glared at him, her distrust refusing to leave her face. Like hell she was just going to trust him. He was probably looking for the right time to kill her. “If you want me to trust you, you need to give me one really good reason.” She paused, and reached for her knife, moving it close to Tony’s throat. If she didn’t like his answer, she would kill him. Simple as that. Maybe she was being silly, but she just had to know. If he was getting her out of here, she wanted to trust him; he was going to need to prove that he wasn’t trying anything funny. Hell, even now she half expected him to try something. It wouldn’t really surprise her if he suddenly handed her over to someone else looking to get information out of her.