BeachBum25
Far Away
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As Zach moved behind the tender, he heard the engines of the jet begin to race. "What the fuck is going on?" It was not time for the jet to leave. He still had five minutes to get on it. Something bad was happening; something very, very bad.
Refocusing on the immediate threat, Zach maneuvered quietly around to get better sight lines on his targets. One by one he picked them off. Although a couple of them got off shots before they were eliminated, Zach emerged from the confrontation unscathed... physically. Now, he needed to focus his attention elsewhere. He needed to get Kess and Abigail Rose back.
Zach reached out to the contact that was supposed to have made the arrangements to get him the private jet. When he got to her house, he found her, dead on her kitchen floor.. a single gunshot to the back of her head. "So, that's how they knew about the flight.. and they killed her anyway," he said out loud.. to nobody. They knew where Kess was from the guy on her flight into Brazil and they worked through the night to get info on how she... they... were getting out. Zach figured that they had wanted to get him on the flight too, but that got messed up when he heard the men behind them. "The Farm." Once again, he said it out loud to nobody. He knew where they were taking Kess.. and Abbie. He knew they hoped he would come for her. Zach just hoped Kess was alive when he got there.
Zach took the dead woman's car and started driving. He needed to get far away from all of the chaos that had just occurred. He needed to find a place to sit and collect his thoughts and to devise a plan. He needed to get Kess back. He needed to get Abigail Rose back. He needed them in his life.
After driving for over 2 hours, Zach pulled into a hotel. Walking into the office, he offered cash for the room and used one of a thousand different names he had used in the past to register. He went into the room and took a cold shower. He needed to stay awake. He needed to focus. He needed to figure out how to get to the Farm undetected, and once there, how to get onto the Farm and get Kess and Abbie out safely. Getting to the Farm was the easy part... the rest was a formidable challenge.
Using one of the many passports and forms of identification he had at his disposal; ones that he had never used before and the agency knew nothing about, Zach got on a flight to Calgary, Canada. From there, he rented a car, and, using a Canadian passport, was able to easily cross into the United States. He crossed at a low key border crossing that did not have facial recognition. That part of the plan could not have gone any better. Now came the challenge.
Using an Illinois driver's license and a credit card with the same name as was on the license, Zach checked into a hotel about an hour outside of the farm. He had decided to stay at a luxury hotel instead of a cheap motel.. hell, this might be the last chance he had to stay anywhere. Zach knew the Farm. He knew the layout of the farm. He knew where the strong and weak points of security of the Farm were, but even the weak points were very secure. It was what Zach did. It was what made him so good. He was always observing, so, anytime he went back to the Farm, he noticed everything there was to notice.
Zach rested for a little, but he found it hard to sleep. He kept running through the map of the Farm that was in his head. He wondered which building they were keeping Kess in. There were so many possibilities. One thing he was pretty sure that they wouldn't do, was keep her in the building with all of the prison cells. They would think that was the first place Zach would go... they were wrong. That would be the last place he would check.... if he lived long enough to go through all of the buildings.
The stress was building. He never felt like this before on any mission... not even the first one he had been assigned to. This was different... this was personal. He tried to make it just like any other mission... but it was impossible. They had his "family" and he wanted them back.
Refocusing on the immediate threat, Zach maneuvered quietly around to get better sight lines on his targets. One by one he picked them off. Although a couple of them got off shots before they were eliminated, Zach emerged from the confrontation unscathed... physically. Now, he needed to focus his attention elsewhere. He needed to get Kess and Abigail Rose back.
Zach reached out to the contact that was supposed to have made the arrangements to get him the private jet. When he got to her house, he found her, dead on her kitchen floor.. a single gunshot to the back of her head. "So, that's how they knew about the flight.. and they killed her anyway," he said out loud.. to nobody. They knew where Kess was from the guy on her flight into Brazil and they worked through the night to get info on how she... they... were getting out. Zach figured that they had wanted to get him on the flight too, but that got messed up when he heard the men behind them. "The Farm." Once again, he said it out loud to nobody. He knew where they were taking Kess.. and Abbie. He knew they hoped he would come for her. Zach just hoped Kess was alive when he got there.
Zach took the dead woman's car and started driving. He needed to get far away from all of the chaos that had just occurred. He needed to find a place to sit and collect his thoughts and to devise a plan. He needed to get Kess back. He needed to get Abigail Rose back. He needed them in his life.
After driving for over 2 hours, Zach pulled into a hotel. Walking into the office, he offered cash for the room and used one of a thousand different names he had used in the past to register. He went into the room and took a cold shower. He needed to stay awake. He needed to focus. He needed to figure out how to get to the Farm undetected, and once there, how to get onto the Farm and get Kess and Abbie out safely. Getting to the Farm was the easy part... the rest was a formidable challenge.
Using one of the many passports and forms of identification he had at his disposal; ones that he had never used before and the agency knew nothing about, Zach got on a flight to Calgary, Canada. From there, he rented a car, and, using a Canadian passport, was able to easily cross into the United States. He crossed at a low key border crossing that did not have facial recognition. That part of the plan could not have gone any better. Now came the challenge.
Using an Illinois driver's license and a credit card with the same name as was on the license, Zach checked into a hotel about an hour outside of the farm. He had decided to stay at a luxury hotel instead of a cheap motel.. hell, this might be the last chance he had to stay anywhere. Zach knew the Farm. He knew the layout of the farm. He knew where the strong and weak points of security of the Farm were, but even the weak points were very secure. It was what Zach did. It was what made him so good. He was always observing, so, anytime he went back to the Farm, he noticed everything there was to notice.
Zach rested for a little, but he found it hard to sleep. He kept running through the map of the Farm that was in his head. He wondered which building they were keeping Kess in. There were so many possibilities. One thing he was pretty sure that they wouldn't do, was keep her in the building with all of the prison cells. They would think that was the first place Zach would go... they were wrong. That would be the last place he would check.... if he lived long enough to go through all of the buildings.
The stress was building. He never felt like this before on any mission... not even the first one he had been assigned to. This was different... this was personal. He tried to make it just like any other mission... but it was impossible. They had his "family" and he wanted them back.