Nathan seemed to get out of the place without bigger problems since the normal cops weren`t really after him because they had no evidence of his dealings all tough they had tried only succeeding in killing one of their own one`s.

Nathan droce into the city and looked around suspicously, if the mob realised he was there they would send a small group to get him either dead or alive, but before anything Nathan decided to make a small drop to show his thankfulness to some russians. The BMW drove to the parking slot near the bar and Nathan got up with his hand on his sawed shotgun. He walked into the bar looking around and then procceeded to the bartender.

"Have you seen any russians that usually come here?"

"The jerks who bother everyone and I would have them thrown out if they didn`t pay well? yeah in the back room..."

"They won`t bother you no more..."

Nathan walked trough a small curtain type of blanket into the back of the bar into a small hallway, there was a door to the bathroom, an fire exit and some private rooms. Nathan listened at each door and heard some laughing behind some door, but nothing behind others. He kicked the door open, but there was just some 18 year old kids drinking and having fun.

"Excuse me..."

Nathan opened the second door cautiosly and found the two mobsters laying on sofas, drunk and passd out. Nathan looked at the door, which was full of beer bottles, he removed their weapons and placed them in his jacket, which he threw to the back of the room as he closed the door. He slapped the other of the awake and placed his shotgun on his forehead.

"Any final words?"

"Whbaft?"

Nathan slapped the man again this time with the back of the shutgun.

"On secod thought let me reform the question... where is Aleksei?"

"Who?"

"Your boss!"

The mobster finally seemed to realise the situation and looked at his brother hesitantly, but turned back to Nathan.

"Why should I tell you?"

"Because he will be far away from that club these days knowing I want my revenge so where is he?"

"Take your empty threats elsewhere brit.."

Another his from the shotgun handle made the russian cry out from pain as his nose got probably broken.

"Final chance! Whichever you tells me it will live and if you don`t then you won`t live, but if you do then I´ll just leave you be tied up of course to be found after some hours..."

It seemed enough or at least his brain seemed to tell him that.

"He has an appartment in..the Dalen hotel... that is all I know..."

Nathan saw some movement from the corner of his eye and turned to see the other russian crawling towards the guns and shot the both rounds at his legs and lower torse. As Nathan began putting the gun away the other russian jumped on his back bringing them both down, they fought for a while until Nathan pulled out his beretta hitting the man again in the face leaving him unconsious on the floor. Nathan got slighly grinning, a piece of a bottle had scrathed his rib, but it was luckily just a scrath.

He shot them both in the chest three times and loaded the gun to place it on his belt, Nathan pulled on his coat and jacket. Soon he was on his way to the hotel knowing that angle and storm would go into a certain ambush keeping the russians busy while he would take care of his business personally.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

(O_O wow nasty.... don't forget you still have that girl with you ^^ Gwyn... lol)

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As Storm dropped the canister out the window as she had instructed, Angle waited to see the heavy smoke build-up behind her blocking the cops view, then she took a sharp right, turning off her headlights and driving slower.

After stopping a distance from the road, Angle watched as the cops drove right past the side road, not seeing a hint of evidence that they had lost the two, due to the smoke bomb.

Suddenly Angle frowned, "you mentioned... helicopter?.... Well for crying out loud I should have just shot you right then and there in that cabin! Get out of the car... now!" She got out of the car, slamming the door behind her, and pulling her gun from her side holster.

"This is just too much to handle..." she shook her head as the sound of a helicopter in pursuit reached their ears.

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((I'm confuzzled. Oh, and thanks. hehe))

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(lol. I get confused too... O_O I have like... 7 rp's I'm involved with... nearly all different character's lol...)

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((hehe...Curunir, could you pm me and help me out? lol ))

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are you lost about the events?

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very, very, very lost. lol.

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I believe Storm went with Angle in her car, and you're with Nathan. they agreed to meet at the mob headquarters or some sort like that to kill the boss.


The sound of the helicopter neared. Storm allowed himself one cursory glance of their situation. Angle's car was parked on an empty suspension bridge over a wide river. Storm grabbed a cable and climbed onto the railing. It was more than a thirty foot dive from the bridge to the churning black waters below. The wail of the sirens, though delayed by the smoke, were nearing, and the helicopter spotlights were already spanning across the bridge.

The speakers on the helicopter crackled to life as two spotlights immediately pinpointed their location. "Stop right there," the loudspeakers boomed. "You're under arrest. We've got about ten guns pointed at you, so don't even think about running."

Storm slowly backed off the railing and put his hands up.

"That's better. Now stay there and we'll - "

Storm grabbed Angle's arm, catching her off balance. In one fluid motion and with a quickness that challenged lightning, he made an enormous leap, vaulting off the side of the railing into the dark river below, pulling Angle along after him.

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(O_O good grief I must've been stupid to park in the middle of a bridge... oh wait... her car broke down... yup yup that'll work ^^ lol)

Angle had her gun raised towards the helicopter, and was barely able to get off two shots, knocking out the spotlights, just as Storm pulled her over the edge.

Angle cursed, but quickly went into dive form before they hit the water.

She stayed under a while, but since she had shot out the spotlights, they could not pursue easily so she surfaced, sputtering. "You could have gotten us killed! Dam, I had it planned to roll under the car as soon as I shot the spotlights..." a slosh of water drowned her last words and she muttered, realizing it was better to shut up and swim.

Angle made it to the edge and helped Storm out with her left hand, but pulled a handgun from her leg holster with her right hand.

She pointed it towards him, breathing hard from the swim, her hair dripping wet and her black leather glistening from all the water. "You... have caused me... more chases ... in one day... then I could have in one week! You're a magnet for crying out loud!"

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(sorry... felt like I had to add something reckless lol)

Storm sighed. He was already regretting pulling her along with him. First impulse had told him to save himself after all....

"Do you seriously want to shoot that right now, Angle? It's a clear field all the way across the river, not to mention how the sound'll bounce off the metal suspensions of the bridge. But I suppose the water's addled your brains." He couldn't keep the impatience out of his voice. Dam it, he could have made good his escape already, but with this woman pointing her gun at him.

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Angle looked at him sternly for a moment, then spoke in a firm tone, "I don't give a... hoot, about the open field... I can get out of tight spots that way too... I was trained to do so."

Suddenly Angle smirked, "But no... I won't shoot you" She put her gun back in the holster. "You could have left me behind up there to fend for myself, but you didn't... you spared me the pain of a few dozen bullets, so I'll spare you the pain of one..."

Angle chuckled and shook her head, turning and walking along the river. "Come on... my car's done to... we need a bike... otherwise we'll be late."

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(it's uncharacteristic of Storm to follow along. I'll take him out for a while and meet by coincidence at the place they're going)

This sudden turn of events left Storm behind, blinking in astonishment. His reflexes were all for jumping back into the river should Angle's finger tighten on the trigger.

But, no. He had had enough of being dragged around at the end of a gun barrel. Silently, he turned and snuck into the woods.

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(lol ok, you mean when Angle runs into trouble because Nathan left her to handle an angry hornets nest of a mob? hahaha)

Angle whipped around to find him gone. She growled and spoke low, almost to herself, "I'll find you again one day..."

She traveled alone now, and returned to her cabin, since it wasn't far from where the chase had taken place. Hopefully Orion, her dog, had returned there.

When Angle arrived, she saw Orion sitting on the porch awaiting her return. Chuckling, she put her helmet on and Orion hopped up on the back, curling tightly against the back passenger support rails.

Angle revved up the engine and took off down the road. She came into the city and weaved through the traffic, and as she came to the club, she noticed something awry... it was chaos.

With a hand on her gun, she walked towards the back entrance, Orion at her heels. The allyway was dark, but she could hear angered voices, from both inside and outside the club.

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Gwyn sighed, feeling invisible. Did he even know she was there? She stayed in the shadows, caring nothing about what was happening. She actually didn't know anything about these russians...she just thought maybe Angle would like her wallet back. She smiled to herself as the hand in her pocket stroked the leather.

Gwyn walked the opposite way of where Nathan was going, and kept walking wherever her instincts told her to go.

(I'm still confused, lol....)

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(^^ too bad Angle keeps her real wallet hidden.... muwahahaha, and I ain't telling where. lol. being an agent she'll have several aliases, so you have one of hers... meh, she'll get flustered then... lol)

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