Long Form Roleplayers

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12:25 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I slowly open my eyes. The sun was rising slowly, and sunlight was barely filling the bedroom. I look at you, you are still sleeping, snorting gently. I can't believe my eyes, was yesterday just a dream? Was any of this real? But no, here we are, holding each other. Your hands on my back, and my hands on yours. Grinning, I slowly pull myself backwards, trying my best to not wake you up. But I can't take my eyes off from you.

12:25 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Then I quietly walk towards my jacket, and take out my phone from my pocket in order to check the time. It's 7 am. Hmm, I probably can prepare breakfast before you wake up. But all of a sudden, it hits me. Oh yes, the department manager, I need to call him.

12:25 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I move to my living room, and look outside the window while the phone is ringing. Yeah, there he is, answering the phone. "Good morning sir, sorry for calling a bit late. I was a bit busy." I chuckle to myself, still thinking about the beautiful night we had yesterday. "Ahhh... Morning Kyle, you sound in a good mood! And it's ok, it wasn't anything urgent, just wanted to update you about the interrogation." I ask, "What is it, sir?" The manager replies, "So... Some of the officials from the UN Human Rights Committee called me yesterday, and they said they will send a delegation in order to check that there won't be any violation of the prohibition of torture principle... Blah blah... Stupid... Anyways, I want you to be in charge and try to control Xavier please... As you know, he can lose his temper very easily..." I reply, "Wait a minute? United Nations? Sir, how? We didn't announce that Ivan Usov was under arrest... Even the FBI, CCS and other organiza..." The manager interrupts me, "I don't know Kyle... But they have the documents, and SO, they have the right to observe the interrogation process... It won't affect you generally, you are much calmer than Xavier... I just want you to watch out for Xavier..." I protest, "But that doesn't make any..." The manager interrupts me again, "See you tomorrow inspector..."

12:25 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: And just like that, he hangs up all of a sudden. I shiver in fear. There was something wrong for sure, this was not right. There is something weird about this situation. Then it hits me, maybe you are right. Maybe this all was a setup, a trap created for you. I mean, for a high-ranking Syndicate criminal like Ivan, I can understand that the UN would get involved.. But still, how can they arrive before any other organization?

12:25 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I thought about yesterday all of a sudden, the dinner with you, then us together in the bedroom, our confession to each other. No, I won't lose you again. I can't lose you. Not after that warehouse experience, I don't fucking care. Even if there is a 1% possibility that this is all a trap, I can't risk you. I need to think up a plan to get you away from the interrogation, without informing you about the situation. You will get much more uncomfortable if you hear it, and maybe try to take precautions.

12:25 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: No, you are not in a position to fight. You need to rest, you are still in the recovery process. I will find something. I need to send you somewhere else. Somewhere safe and distant... But how... I rub my face in desperation, then slowly come back to my room in order to check on you.

13:58 AgentJamesMason: I slowly wake up, as a ray of winter sun leaks in from the window to dance across my face. I stretch, and the warmth, the tender experience, the love we shared last night lingers in my mind. And I smile warmly. You are up already, and I am still naked on the bed, already missing the feel of you wrapped up tightly in my arms.

13:58 AgentJamesMason: Just then, you enter the bedroom, and immediately my heart starts beating again, just the sight of you, the way you walk, the handsome cast of your face, and your eyes, those amazing eyes draw me into you. I could lose myself in those eyes.

13:58 AgentJamesMason: But then, my face grows concerned. I can spot a tension in you that wasn't there last night. I sit up, motioning for you to come sit next to me. "Kyle, what's wrong?"

14:15 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: When I enter the bedroom, I see you lying on the bed, and you smile again. Fuck, you are so beautiful, so handsome, Yeah, I need to act, I can’t let you suspect anything. I will handle this. Then your face hardens a bit as well, spotting my uneasiness. Am I that obvious? No Kyle, focus...

14:15 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I put a fake smile on my face, then came to sit down next to you, and talk in a cheerful tone. "How can something be wrong when I am with you, handsome?" then I put a quick kiss on your cheek, and wrap my arms around your neck to pull you into a hug. I play with your hair while I hug you.

14:15 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Your smell, your skin, your hair, your taste, your personality... You are amazing... Yeah, I need to do it. I will bring up this interrogation issue casually. Then, politely, I will say you need to move somewhere else. I don't know if this is a trap, but if it is, I can't trust luck. Hmm... But where?

14:15 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I slowly lean to your ear and mumble "You hungry? I make perfect pancakes..." Yeah,at breakfast, I will bring the subject around to Ivan just for a moment, and convince you. It shouldn't be that hard.

14:30 AgentJamesMason: You sit next to me, and you smile, greeting me warmly, affectionately, and I get another whiff of your scent. I breathe it in deeply, your scent as much as your playful, cheerful tone making me believe that perhaps I had misread you. You kiss my cheek then pull me up to a hug. I grin mischievously, holding you against my naked muscle, as you play with my hair.

14:30 AgentJamesMason: I sigh in total bliss. Fuck, I loved you so much. I let myself enjoy the moment with you. I know soon, I'd have to check in with my superiors again, but that could wait. Some things were more important.

14:30 AgentJamesMason: Then, you mention breakfast. And in answer to your question, my stomach rumbled, loudly. I burst out laughing, "I think you have your answer. I can't wait to try your pancakes."

14:30 AgentJamesMason: I scramble off the bed, fish my t-shirt off the floor, and slowly work it down over my hard, muscled torso. Then, I put on my underpants, but don't bother with my trousers yet. I follow you into the main living area, a smile on my face, ready for breakfast, and a chance to be with you for a while longer yet this morning.

15:06 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I hear your stomach's grumbles, and I burst out laughing. Haha, you are definitely adorable. I smile, and caress your cheek before getting up. I am wearing just my underwear, and quickly lead you to my kitchen. It was an open kitchen, you can see all the documents and papers on the table and couches. I chuckle. "Seems like someone slept well, and ready to dig in... As always..."

15:06 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I quickly grab a bowl, and start mixing ingredients together, flour, salt, sugar, milk, ect... Then without looking at you, I ask in a playful tone. Yeah, it seems like you are not suspicious of anything. It may be a good time to ask.

15:06 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: "Do you suggest anything for me for tomorrow, agent? For interrogation? Your guidance is really valuable to me..."

15:43 AgentJamesMason: I sit down at the kitchen table, making room, moving aside your paperwork. That was one thing I didn't have to worry about as much in my job, I had other people to handle my paperwork for me.

15:43 AgentJamesMason: I sit back, put my arms behind my head, and get a lovely view of your bare legs and ass as you make breakfast. This is definitely a sight I could get used to. Then, you ask me about tomorrow's interrogation.

15:43 AgentJamesMason: You can't see my expression, but my face suddenly turns hard, and business like. "Kyle, you have to realize something. Usov is not a common criminal. He is a Russian Spetsnaz. He has trained to resist not only interrogation, but extreme torture. I would be surprised if you managed to get anything useful out of him in a single session. But then again, you have a gift for words, a talent for getting inside heads unlike any I've seen before. You sure as hell got inside mine." I smile at you. Then my voice turns serious. "My advice would be to wait for the FBI, or even better, the CCS. If anyone can make Usov talk, it will be them. And it won't be easy. Or pretty. But, that's not my decision. Not my place to interfere. I'm just glad I'll be there with you tomorrow."

16:06 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: After mixing the batter, and listening to your words, I pour it onto the frying pan, and turn the heat on. You explain why it is hard to get inside his head, but still admire my skills, then advise to wait for the FBI. These were sensible suggestions. Even though facing Ivan sounded both interesting and challenging, he was going to be my first international criminal. And I was still young, maybe naive in some areas. But when you mention you will be there with me, my smile fades away. No... I don't want you there... I wish you would stay with me here, forever, but no... Not right now, not tomorrow at least... I bite my lip, trying to build the sentences in my mind, and finally talk in a quiet voice, trying to sound professional as well.

16:06 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: "Yeah... About that..." I finally look in your eyes, a bit worried but still determined "You mentioned that you suspected this might be a trap, right? Soo... Maybe we should think about taking some precautions..." I give you another weak smile, FUCK ME... Why does it feel so hard to hide something from you right now, I could probably have done in our first meeting, but now... No... I clear my throat and move on "You said that the operation here in Minneapolis is too small for someone like Ivan... So if you are right, they may still try to hunt you down. We don't know how many Syndicate agents are still out here... So, maybe you should attend the interrogation from somewhere else? Not because the department is not safe, but you know, staying in Minneapolis might still be dangerous for you..."

16:06 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Fuck, I can't look into your eyes like this. I turn around to take out some plates, forks, and knives from my cupboard. Why do you feel bad, Kyle? You are not lying to him, just not mentioning a procedural addition, that's all. I need to distract you a little bit before I push my question forward. "Ahhh... By the way, what would you like to drink?"

16:22 AgentJamesMason: You go silent after I finish speaking, silent for a long while, as you start to fry the pancakes. That uneasy feeling I had briefly in the bedroom returns. But I stay silent, giving you the time and space you need to tell me what's on your mind.

16:22 AgentJamesMason: You turn finally, to look me in the eyes, explaining that I should view the interrogation remotely, that I should take precautions in case it was a trap. My guts seize up. I had a bad feeling about this, a very bad feeling.

16:22 AgentJamesMason: I don't speak right away. I am a guest here, and I can't interfere. I was given the right to observe, but Kyle was right, I could do that remotely, but the fear clenching my guts, twisting my insides was for you. For my brave, handsome, clever detective. He was.... way out of his league with the Syndicate. He had so much talent, so much potential, but he needed experience. Oh please... please don't send me away... I want so badly to be at your side, to protect you in case something goes wrong.

16:22 AgentJamesMason: I don't say any of this. It's not my place. You start putting out some plates and cutlery, then ask me what I'd like to drink. Keeping the fear and disappointment out of my voice, I speak up, "Some milk if you have any?"

16:22 AgentJamesMason: Then, I smile at you, reminding myself that you were more capable than I realized. You have saved my life. You could take care of yourself. I had to trust you. I loved you, but I didn't own you.

16:42 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: You remain silent for a moment which makes me uncomfortable that much more. Hearing you request some milk, I go to my fridge without looking at you. Grabbing a bottle of milk, and two glasses, I put them on the table as well. Then, I grab some fruits and vegetables from the fridge again, and start preparing them as a snack next to pancakes. I avoid eye contact a little bit.

16:42 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: No Kyle... Don't let him stay here, if he gets more suspicious, he will stay here to protect you. No... He is too valuable, for me, for your brother, for Nick, for MI6... I can't risk you... Then I meet your gaze, and continue in the same professional tone.

16:42 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: "At least until the FBI arrives, you can go somewhere else. It would be a good opportunity to travel around the USA, don't you think so?" I grin and wink at you... Ah, I don't want you to go as well, and I wish I could have said that. I want to spend today with you too. Then tomorrow, then another day, and other upcoming days...

16:42 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I break eye contact again, and look for the pancakes once more. Yup, they seemed ready. I put the vegetables and fruits on the table first. Then, I put the pancakes on a third plate, and place it on the table as well. Then I sit down in front of you, and grab your hand, and give it a gentle squeeze.

16:42 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: "I can take care of all the details... The place you will go... A secure laptop that can access the interrogation room's security camera... Your identity, Simon Runner, would still help you to hide in the shadows for quite some time... Anything that you request" Then I give your hand another kiss, and wait for your response.

16:55 AgentJamesMason: I watch quietly as you finish preparing our breakfast. I can see that you are trying to avoid making eye contact with me. But finally, you look over to catch my eyes again. You explain that you want me to be somewhere else during the interrogation, playing it off as a chance to see more of the USA. You smile and wink at me.

16:55 AgentJamesMason: My eyes are troubled, and I'm not trying to hide the fact that I don't want to be sent away. But I also realize it isn't my place to insist. Not professionally, and not personally. I love you, but I don't own you. I try to remind myself again that you are capable of protecting yourself.

16:55 AgentJamesMason: You serve breakfast then, laying everything out, and the smell is absolutely delicious. But I'm not thinking of food, not just then. But how much I love you, and how hard this is for me. You sit down next to me and grab my hand, giving it a gentle squeeze, explaining that you can make all the arrangements for my remote viewing of the interrogation. You kiss my hand.

16:55 AgentJamesMason: I take a moment to collect my thoughts, then speak up. "Kyle, I love you. There is no place I'd rather be than at your side. This whole situation feels wrong to me. I want to be there, to protect you. But, I have no right to demand that. Not professionally. I am an observer, and as you pointed out, I can observe remotely as easily as in person. But I love you. It is only natural for me to want to be at your side in a potentially dangerous situation like this. But, If this is your wish, that I observe remotely, I will honor it. I know you can take care of yourself, you have proven that to me. You are well trained, capable, brave, strong, quick on your feet. I have confidence in you." The words hurt to say, even though they were the right words. Love involves trust. I had to trust you. And whatever the consequences of that trust might be, I would face them as I always have.

17:34 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: You don't want to go, and I can see that. I don't want you to go as well. I hesitate just for a moment, thinking maybe I can let you stay here. But then, all of a sudden, I remember the scene where Ivan knocked you out in the warehouse, just before I attacked him. No... You shouldn't stay here. It would be too selfish of me.

17:34 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Then you explain your true intentions, hiding nothing. I feel so bad. You say everything you feel. Maybe I should have said everything as well. Maybe I shouldn't hide anything. No no no Kyle... You are thinking wrong. He CAN'T stay here. Then you say you love me again, and my eyes fill with tears once again. I raise to my feet, not touching any food, and directly wrap my arms around your upper back, pulling you into a hug.

17:34 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I gulp, I don't know how to react to your worries, how much you care about me. It's now, or never Kyle. Either you tell him to go, or tell him to stay here. Closing my eyes, feeling your muscled body touching my chest, I mumble, hoping I say the right thing.

17:34 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: "I will be fine..." then I put a kiss on your cheek, and mumble the same thing, then kiss you again. I repeat this for a couple of times, with different tones, but always remain soft and caring, almost like I am trying to hypnotize both of us with the same "lie". I am not as worried as you actually, but still, I can sense there is something wrong.

17:34 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Then I inhale deep, smelling your scent one more time, and pull myself back. I talk in a much louder and more sincere tone, looking at your eyes. "And it's not dangerous. I have interrogated many criminals before. I know they are not the same as Ivan, but still... We are in the police department... How can something go wrong?" I rub your cheek one more time, then sit on my chair. Still looking at your face, I chuckle, trying to change the subject. I don't want to make you sad anymore "Well... Weren't you hungry? Or is this breakfast too modest for you?" I wink at you again.

18:31 AgentJamesMason: You wrap your arms around me as I finish letting you know how I feel. You feel so good in my arms as I hug you back. You kiss me, telling me that you will be fine. I hold you tightly, letting you feel my strength, my confidence in your abilities. I have to trust you, no matter how hard, how much it hurts. You are your own man. I have learned that over the years of my life, that the men we love the most we have to let them be free to make their own choices.

18:31 AgentJamesMason: You tell me that it is not dangerous, that you will be in a police department, what could go wrong? So many things, actually, when the Syndicate is involved. But I keep my thoughts to myself. You sit back down, and point at the breakfast you have made for me. I push aside all my worries and concerns, my fears, and focus instead on this time I have right now, with you, my brave, strong, handsome detective.

18:31 AgentJamesMason: I laugh at you, letting my joy and love come forth, "Well, this will be a good starter." I wink, and flex my arm a little bit to show off my muscle, then sit down, and drink a generous swallow of milk, grab some fruit, and start in on the pancakes, appreciative of the good food. "You are a good cook, Kyle. This is delicious!"

19:45 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I chuckle and tilt my head to the side as you show off a little. Hehe, your attitude was also one of your strongest points for sure. Then you drink some milk, and start eating pancakes with some fruit. I laugh again to your comment, and banter in a confident and cocky tone.

19:45 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: "Haha... You saw nothing... Just wait until you explore me more..." Then I start eating some pancakes and fruits as well, but I can't take my eyes away from you. I need to commit every single gesture of yours to memory. I want to fill my brain with your existence... Yeah... That's what I want… Then I take a sip from my milk as well, keeping my gaze on you. I slowly reach to your hand again, and rub it with my thumb. "Seems like you always will eat faster than me... Not that I am complaining though, I can get used to watching you always..."

03:42 AgentJamesMason: As we eat this delicious, simple meal you hint at even greater culinary skills. Between mouthfuls of food, I grin at you, replying between mouthfuls, "Well, Kyle they say that the way to a man's heart is through his stomach. That is definitely true with me!" Then suddenly, I realize I've eaten everything on my plate and you aren't finished yet once again.

03:42 AgentJamesMason: I turn a bit red, embarrassed once again at my bad manners. You reach out your hand to grab mine, a tender gesture as you stroke the back of my hand with your thumb. I push my plate aside, and turn to focus on you. I don't want to spoil this moment with you by dwelling on my fear of what tomorrow might hold, so instead I lose myself in your eyes. So earnest, sincere.

03:42 AgentJamesMason: And yet so brave, capable, strong. I trusted you with my life, and you trusted your life to me, when we explored that warehouse. I wished, wished with all my heart to be at your side tomorrow. But it was not my choice.

03:42 AgentJamesMason: As you finish your breakfast, I continue to gaze at you, content for the moment to simply be with you. Then, as all things must, this quiet moment of simple togetherness ends. I look up and notice the time. With a smile, I stand up, and clear the table, gathering the dishes and the empty glasses, to place them in the sink. Then I turn towards you as you stand, and pull you backwards, catching you a bit by surprise.

03:42 AgentJamesMason: I lean against the edge of the sink, and pull you up tightly against my body, wrapping my hard arms around your torso, my hands gently stroking your lean, athletic muscle beneath your simple shirt. I kiss your ear, and my dick stiffens as it is nestled against your butt, the intimacy of the moment stirring me. I whisper, "I love you Kyle. Please, promise me you will take care of yourself tomorrow."

04:16 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: You help me clear the table. Then all of a sudden, your arms drag me towards you, feeling your strong body behind me, your dick is on my butt, your arms holding my firm abs, then you kiss and whisper in my ear, respectively.

04:16 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: You say you love me and want me to take care of myself. Ahh... This place is so right. I close my eyes slowly, rub your arms and hands that are holding my body, and lean a little back to get closer to you.

04:16 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Then I grab your wrists, and hold them. I don't want you to let me go, this feels so safe. But you need safety as well. Sometimes, you need to protect your beloved ones, even from themselves.

04:16 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: With my eyes closed, I inhale deep and whisper back. "I will James... I am always careful..." then suddenly, I turn around myself, still in your arms, I rest my forehead against yours, and mumble into your mouth, trying to comfort you. "But whatever happens... Nobody can't separate us from each other James... Not even the Syndicate... They believe they can bring destruction to everything..." then I lean forward, and kiss you, and break it a little while later "But they can't destroy this even if they try to..." I chuckle, and close my eyes again to enjoy the moment. Then I continue in a soft voice.

04:16 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: "I need to stop by the office, and bring a laptop and a flight ticket back for you... If you are free, we can go together, and I can drop you at the airport afterwards..."

04:27 AgentJamesMason: I hold you tenderly, cradling you as you lean back against me, nestling your shoulders against my chest. You reach down and hold my wrists, as I softly nuzzle your ear, reveling in the contact with your firm, toned body.

04:27 AgentJamesMason: You turn around to face me, and I smile gently at you as you promise to be careful, telling me that nothing can destroy the bond between us. You kiss me, and I pull you in tighter into my embrace, the hardened muscles of my arms and chest rippling with power as I crush you into me. Then, you explain your plan for today as we break off our kiss. I slowly unwind myself from you, and break into a half grin, "Why, yes, I do believe I am free Inspector. I hope you will let me get dressed first though... It's a bit cold outside to head out like this..." I gesture down at my half naked body with a chuckle. "And maybe a quick shower?" With a goofy look on my face, I sniff my armpit, then down the collar of my shirt. "Must have been all that sweat from last night..." I wink at you.

04:27 AgentJamesMason: Laughing, I head into your bathroom and quickly shower, then get dressed in my tan slacks. I change into a clean shirt and underwear, and pull over my sweater. I grab my overcoat, habitually checking that all my weapons are in place on my harness. I'll have to stow them specially for the flight. Then, I head into the living area, and give you a smile. "Ready Inspector!"

04:45 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: You hug me tighter, expressing your emotions with your gestures and sincerity, once again. Then you act playful, showing off your body by implying that you are half naked, and you need to take a shower. I just nod to you friendly, and clear up the room a little bit. Getting the documents I need to drop in my office, I head to my room again and dress up. An overcoat just like yours this time, blue sweater and jeans.

04:45 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Then you say you are ready. So do I. I grab and hold your hand firmly, and lead us to the car that brought us here yesterday. And I directly drive to the police department. I don't talk during the journey again, thinking about this situation completely, but I put some music on, so that you wouldn't get bored. I was still bothered about these UN officials, and your worries were making me more uncomfortable.

04:45 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: We finally arrive at the department, and I park the car. Afterwards, I kiss on your cheek, and whisper to your ear. "Wait here... It will take 10 or 15 minutes or so..." then I slowly get out of the car, and head towards the building.

05:02 AgentJamesMason: I spend the car journey to the police station, leaning back, letting myself enjoy the music you selected. Even little things like this I treasure, listening to your music, learning more about what you like. We arrive, and you kiss me on the cheek. I grin, thinking how far we've come with each other. So open in our intimacy, it feels natural.

05:02 AgentJamesMason: And yet, it is natural. When men risk their lives to save each other in battle, this closeness is very natural. I nod as you enter the station, and then focus my mind on work mode. I make a call to contact my superiors back in London. "There has been a slight change of plans. The local authorities have requested that I observe the interrogation from a remote location."

05:02 AgentJamesMason: I look out at the area around us, taking in every detail of the police station, the surrounding neighborhood, the deep piles of snow on the ground. Then, I respond again, "No, my liason here, Inspector Byrne, is handling the arrangements. I should know the details when he returns."

05:02 AgentJamesMason: I look out, noticing the soft quality of the winter sun light, then respond again, "I am not certain why they decided to change the observation arrangements. " And I wasn't, not 100% certain. But I was fairly certain it was because you were trying to keep me safe. When all I wanted was to keep you safe. "Yes, I absolutely agree. This entire situation smells like a rotten fish. Is there any way you can make contact with Captain Wilson? Or anyone from the CCS?" I listen, then my face grows a bit concerned. "Fuck. That's not good. Right, it sounds like they have their own problems right now. And you are certain you can't get anyone from the FBI or CIA to listen?" I shook my head. The current administration in the United States was very touchy about their sovereignty over these kinds of issues. It was a miracle they accepted my help in this case, and that was only because of the influence of the CCS. Who were unavailable right now. "Yes, I know. I know. Okay, my hands are tied. We can only sit back at watch. I'll make my next report as soon as I have more details." I hang up. More certain than ever that this was all going to go so badly wrong. And I could do nothing.

05:28 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: As soon as I enter the building, I quickly go to the receptionist, and request them to book a ticket to Detroit. Afterwards, I drop the documents I have brought to my office, they will be needed for tomorrow. And lastly, I go to the department of information technologies, and ask for a computer that can remotely view security cameras of the building. They hesitate a bit at first, but I am popular and trusted here, so they couldn't resist my charm forever. After checking with the Chief of Police, they approve my request.

05:28 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: And lastly, I go to the department manager to tell him that Agent James Mason won't attend the interrogation from here. His eyes widen, and asks me why insistently. I don't want to risk anything. If you are right, there may be some kind of bug in the building. I just tell him it's because of the security measurements that MI6 wants.

05:28 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Then I go to the receptionist again to take the ticket. Then it hits me once again. If the department is infiltrated, then they can find out the ticket information as well. Hmm... No, that's another risk I can't take.

05:28 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I finally reach the car 20 minutes later, and kiss your cheek. Then I show you everything you need. Your Simon Runner identity card, your computer, and your ticket to Detroit.

05:28 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Then I playfully talk. "Well... I chose the place that you won't go... You can go anywhere you want except Detroit. Think of that ticket as a guarantee." then I look into your eyes sincerely "Or we can choose the place together in the airport. Just like many other couples do." with these words, I start driving. I will talk and chat with you this time. I can't drown in my thoughts, I need to get to know you more, so I ask some other casual person stuff, your favorite hobby, meal, ect…

06:00 AgentJamesMason: You finally come back to the car, and my expression is pensive, a bit serious, still considering the conversation I had with my superiors. You explain that I can go anywhere, EXCEPT Detroit. My expression turns quizzical. What was that all about? But I made a guess. And it only increased my fear. You didn't trust your staff. But I kept my thoughts to myself.

06:00 AgentJamesMason: I grinned at you as we started driving towards the airport. "Chicago has this restaurant I know that serves the most delicious steaks. I think I'm getting hungry again." I laugh, not wanting to spoil this time together with my fears. There is nothing I can do to change the situation, so I will make the best of it and enjoy the time I have with the man I love.

06:00 AgentJamesMason: You ask about my favorite hobby, and I tell you about my love of martial arts, of wrestling, of boxing, of judo. My voice is excited, and I'm animated as I describe the training and tournaments I've participated in.

06:00 AgentJamesMason: Then you ask me about my favorite meal, and I explain the Sunday roasts we had as I was growing up, when my Gran would make a lovely roasted leg of lamb with potatoes and carrots and yorkshire puddings. As I talk to you, losing myself in my memories, my hand unconsciously reaches out to stroke your thigh as you drive. Then, I turn and ask you the same thing, wanting to know about your favorite music, your favorite hobbies and sports.

06:24 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Chicago has restaurants, huh? You are definitively someone who loves eating, a real foodie. I need to keep that in mind. My cooking skills will be invaluable in this situation. I grin at your comment.

06:24 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Your favourite hobby is martial arts. As expected. My smile widens mischievously, and I listen to your tournament stories willingly. Then I learned that your favorite meal is roasted lamb. Now that I think about it, I love it so much as well.

06:24 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: While you tell your past with great eagerness, you touch and stroke my thigh. I shiver, and flex my muscles a little bit. I can live like this for years, with you touching me and telling me stories about yourself over and over again.

06:24 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Then you ask the same things about me as well. First music... I hesitate for a moment, then say that I don’t mind the genre as long as I like the song. For me, it's not about a specific type, it's about touching your soul and heart. I explain my thoughts about it to you.

06:24 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Then my favorite meal. I chuckle a bit, and look at you just for a moment. Then I say it's turkey roast without hesitation. In my childhood, me and my uncle were always going to a place that does turkey roast perfectly, with a beautiful gravy. I also tell you that this may be one of the main reasons why I love cooking.

06:24 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Then my favourite sport... Hmm... I think for a moment, and tell you it's both martial arts, especially BJJ and kickboxing, and also athletics. And I tell you some of the fighting experiences I had during my childhoods, both my wins and loses.

06:24 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: And in the meantime, we arrive at the airport, and I sigh for a moment. I wish this journey wouldn't end, but here we are now. I tilt my head to side and look at you, our eyes meet again, and mumble unwillingly. "There we are..."

06:47 AgentJamesMason: The journey to the airport is over all too quickly. I was lost listening to you tell me about your love of music that touches your heart, your turkey suppers, and your BJJ and kickboxing. That not only gets a grin out of me, it also makes my dick a bit hard. Fighting is not just a hobby for me... it arouses me sexually.

06:47 AgentJamesMason: I look over at you, grinning. And you see how much your description of your fight training has aroused me. "I can't wait to get you on the training mats and take your fighting skills for a test drive."

06:47 AgentJamesMason: I feel our bond deepening and expanding as we get to know each other better and better.

06:47 AgentJamesMason: But now, here we are. Our time is up. I lean forward suddenly, not going to let my emotions or fears ruin this. I trust you. You can take care of yourself. You are strong, capable, well trained. I know it. I open my mouth, gently cup the back of your head, and lose myself in one final, deep, long, kiss. When I'm done, all I say is "I love you." Then, I get out of the car, get my luggage, wave at you, then head towards the terminal.

07:07 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I burst out laughing as you want to have a training session with me. Yeah, that sounded both perfect and hot at the same time. Can't wait for sure.

07:07 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Then you catch my head, and pull me into a long, deep, passionate kiss. Yeah... Kyle, tell him. Tell him to stay with you. Don't let him go. If you tell him now, he would stay. I am lost in my own thoughts for a moment.

07:07 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Then you say you love me. I say the same thing. And you suddenly get out of the car, wave at me, and go inside the terminal. I watch you till you enter the building. And all of a sudden, I feel bad. My gut was twisting inside me. I should have told you at least. You trusted me, my skills, but I was hiding something from you. That was not right.

07:07 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Why am I overthinking this situation? You did go... There is nothing I can do at the moment. I take a long deep breath, and then, start driving my car. No Kyle... Everything will be fine, and you will greet him once he returns, you will do Sunday Roasts for him. Besides, you should still do some more research before tomorrow, both for Ivan and for this Steel guy.

07:07 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: And I arrive home with these thoughts in my mind. And I spent the rest of the day doing other research into Ivan and the Syndicate. Yeah... It will be a normal interrogation. Nothing will go wrong.

07:07 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: And afterwards, I lay down in my bed. I wish you were here with me, I wish I could wrap my arms around your strong body. I wish I could tell you that I love you once more. But once again, sleep defeats my thoughts, and I slowly go to sleep.

08:15 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I sneered at the police officer who grabbed my right arm and hauled me up to my feet. With contempt, I spat in his face as he dragged me up, watching with savage delight as the spittle hit him in his eye and dribbled down his face.

08:15 Commando_Ivan_Usov: Ignoring him, I instead began to perfect the mental map I had been recording in my mind. My Spetsnaz training, combined with my photographic memory, enabled me to instantly recall and visualize the interior of a building, and the layout of a battlefield with only one glance. And of course, very soon, this building would become a battlefield. These idiots, these fools did not know who they were dealing with. Especially that young detective... the companion of Agent Mason. If it had not been for him I would have Mason safely back towards the Syndicate headquarters, torturing him in all of the thousand different ways I had dreamt of. He had ruined a plan that I had spent nearly half a year putting in place. Finding the means to blackmail the Chief of Police alone had cost me nearly a million dollars and a whole month.

08:15 Commando_Ivan_Usov: Oh yes. Inspector Byrne would pay. Now that one... I had special plans for. Very special plans. He would pay dearly for ruining my scheme. As if the humiliation of being captured by a mere amateur was not enough, he had contrived to send Mason away from my interrogation. Once again putting him out of my reach. The fury surged and burned like a fire inside me. But then, my dick stiffened at the thought of how I would make him pay.

08:15 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I scanned the hallway carefully as I was escorted to the interrogation room. It ended in a dead end, and was lined with holding cells. Then, I was taken through a doorway and a security barrier. To my left, I could see the main door that headed to the reception area for the Police Station. Straight ahead, I could see a corridor lined with conference rooms and offices. And to my right, I could see a hallway heading deeper into the station.

08:15 Commando_Ivan_Usov: The guard grimly pulled me to the right. We passed a series of rooms with one-way mirrors, looking into small bare rooms, with three chairs, a table, and no other furnishings. On the other side of the hall, we passed a door with a large warning sign. I read the english label, "Physical Plant". That would be where the power, air conditioning, and utilities were maintained. I smiled. I was led into the interrogation room on the far end of the hall, and escorted to the chair. I spoke then, to the guard that took up position behind me. "I promise, I will make your death very painful." I smiled, and turned to the one-way mirror, my eyes shining with anticipation and malevolence. I waited patiently for the policemen to arrive and begin to 'interrogate' me. Amateurs. They had no idea what was in store for them.

08:50 Spy_Daniel_Allen: I enter the police department after taking a long deep breath, and take a quick glance at my other two agents. This mission was definitely going somewhere else. How could Mason escape? Moreover, he is not in Minneapolis anymore. I checked everywhere. Fuck this... It's probably because of that annoying detective. But soon, we were going to learn where he went, and I was going to send my men directly to the location.

08:50 Spy_Daniel_Allen: I enter the building and directly go to the receptionists. I show my identity card, fools, this is one of the best parts of an operation. Tricking the officials with so-called documents.

08:50 Spy_Daniel_Allen: "Delegate Adam Williams... From the UN Human Rights Committee... Me and my men are here to watch the interrogation of Ivan Usov... Could you kindly please inform Detective Xavier Brown and Detective Kyle Byrne that we are here?"

08:50 Spy_Daniel_Allen: The receptionist nods, and quickly phones them. Yeah, I can sense that it will be fun. We will watch the interrogation process for a bit. Afterwards, I will head towards the Physical Plant, the critical point where everything will take place. One soporific sample, and the whole department will start counting sheep. And they would never guess we have "four" gas masks in our black briefcases.

08:50 Spy_Daniel_Allen: Afterwards, one of my agents will head to the receptionist once again, and check if we can find something about Agent Mason,. Meanwhile, we will quickly bust into the interrogation room, and take the Commando out. Both that Xavier and especially that Kyle guy won't know what hit them. It may take a little more time for them to go to sleep since the room that interrogation will take place is a bit far away from the central aircon unit. But eventually, they will.

08:50 Spy_Daniel_Allen: There, they are coming. Wow, both of them are hot, especially that Kyle. I wish we could have played with them a little bit. But who knows, maybe the Commander will let us play with them later. I put a fake and professional smile on my face and offer a handshake, firstly to Kyle.

09:12 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: My phone rings, and I quickly answer it. Wow, they are finally here, huh? Very interesting. I whisper to Xavier, and ask for permission to leave from our department manager. Yeah, this was it. We are going to face one of the most dangerous criminals in the world. It was so exciting.

09:12 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: We head towards the receptionist and greet the UN officials. Wow, they seem so distant and cold. Should diplomats seem to carry themselves like brutal serial killers? I accept the handshake of the main delegate, Adam Williams. And nod to the other two to greet them as well.

09:12 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: "Welcome gentlemen... It's a pleasure to meet you... I'm Inspector Kyle Byrne... Come on... Let's not make our prisoner wait , shall we?" I look at Xavier just for a second, he introduces him as well. No, I was still not comfortable. There was something else going on here, but I don't know what.

09:12 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Then me and Xavier led the way, and we headed towards the interrogation room at the end of the hall. I show the delegates where they could watch the process from behind the one-sided window. Then I put my hand on Xavier's shoulder, and nodded at him once again. Yeah, it was time. I need to be careful, both to watch out for Xavier, and also Ivan.

09:12 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Slowly, we opened the door, and there he was. The guy I stabbed a couple of days ago was in front of me. I check my dual pistols unconsciously, and take a deep breath while Xavier steps in. But he doesn't sit, he just rests his back against the wall and crosses his arms on his chest. I know he is trying his best to not to punch that huge beast in front of him, it's obvious from his facial expression, and eyes.

09:12 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I sit down in front of Ivan, and shuffle some documents. I start with a formal question. I don't look at his eyes, it feels like I am not listening to him in any way. I am not expecting him to answer politely anyways, I am trying to prepare my notepad and pencil. My voice is distant, cold, but somehow, sounds interested as well.

09:12 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: "Good morning Mr. Usov... How are you feeling today? Are they taking good care of you? How's your arm?"

09:39 AgentJamesMason: I left Kyle behind with reluctance, but I refused to give into my fears. Kyle was a grown man, he was not a child that needed a minder. He had already proven that to me. But in so many ways... he was still naive. He didn't know what the Syndicate was capable of. He was going into this entire affair without experience. I never second guess myself. That kind of thinking gets you killed. You can't afford to second guess your decisions.

09:39 AgentJamesMason: But this time I did. I wished that I had insisted. I wished I had not given way before his request. Ahh.. Regret. But it would hopefully all be for nothing.
I checked in my baggage, and signed the special documentation after checking with the airport security to have my weapons shipped with me.

09:39 AgentJamesMason: My main ticket was under my assumed name, Simon Runner. I didn't think it was really necessary, I had other means of traveling incognito, but Kyle had gone to great lengths to prepare it for me. And I would honor his effort.

09:39 AgentJamesMason: As I boarded my flight, and the plane took off over Minneapolis, I looked down with a bittersweet mix of joy and sorrow. In such a short time, I had met an incredible man who had claimed a piece of my heart. The future could be incredible. Nick was not a jealous man, and I knew that he would understand as well as any of us how these things happen. There was room for Kyle in my life as well as Nick.

09:39 AgentJamesMason: Lost in my reverie, the short flight to Chicago was over almost before I realized. I deplaned, hailed a taxi, and went to the hotel that Kyle had arranged. I connected the secure laptop he had provided to the hotel network, and checked the link to the Minneapolis Police Department. Everything was in order. I sighed, then went for a brief jog. I couldn't run very far, the wound in my back became aggravated. I could normally run 10 miles without trouble, but I had to honor my body. I wanted this to heal, so I wouldn't push it.

09:39 AgentJamesMason: I went to my favorite restaurant, and ordered their world-famous steaks, but the entire time I thought of Kyle. He needed me, and I wasn't there for him. This was different from Nick. Nick was a tough bastard, hardened, grizzled. The love I felt for him was just as intense, and I'd do anything for him. But Nick didn't need me in the same way Kyle did. The quality of the love was different. Kyle needed me to show him the ropes, to help him gain the experience to become the best he could be. Nick already had that experience.

09:39 AgentJamesMason: I went back to my hotel finally, and slept, dreaming of Nick and Kyle. Each man is so special to me in his own way. Each man had saved my life, and I theirs.

09:39 AgentJamesMason: I spent the morning catching up on news of the different anti-Syndicate operations I was involved in organizing, on the phone providing guidance and advice to the other operatives who I worked closely with. Then, it was nearly time. I connected the secure laptop again, and sat in the small chair at the hotel table, and activated the remote camera for the interrogation room.

09:39 AgentJamesMason: There he was. That mother fucking bastard Usov. He wasn't in the slightest bit scared, not the slightest bit. I examined him, and his arm. It was still bandaged, but it looked as though he had some slight use of it, the way he rolled his left shoulder.

09:39 AgentJamesMason: Then, there he was. My heart pounded, my Kyle walked into the room, with another detective. Xavier. I'd never met him, but I knew he and Kyle were close.

09:39 AgentJamesMason: I instantly understand the setup as Xavier plants himself against the wall, crossing his arms, and assuming an intense, don't fuck with me, expression. Bad cop to Kyle's good cop. Classic. Usually effective. But not on Usov.

09:39 AgentJamesMason: I watched as my Kyle sat down across from one of the most brutal terrorists the Syndicate had ever recruited. Shuffling his paperwork, Kyle greets Usov and asks him a series of friendly questions, in a cold, yet firmly concerned and professional voice. My jaw drops. Really? Please Kyle...

09:39 AgentJamesMason: And there it was.. I cringed as Ivan smiled, replying "You are shit. Inspector Byrne. You are pathetic. You and your worthless friend over there." He nods his head towards Xavier, then continues, "My arm..." he flexes it experimentally, and the flash of pain across his face cannot be entirely hidden, "...will be much better once I am free and have had a chance to rip your nuts off and shove them up your asshole." Then, grinning he asks Kyle. "Tell me, where is the estimable Agent James Mason? I was so sure he would want to gloat over my capture." Then, disgustingly, he hocks back in his throat, and launches a wad of spit across the table to splash into Kyle's face.

10:36 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Typical bad guy... What can I say... He is such a miserable and pathetic guy, but doesn't realize it. I chuckle annoyingly as the particulates of Ivan's spit comes to my face. I wipe them gently with my hand with a smile on my face. I take a deep breath, I look at Xavier. Yeah, I am sure that big beast would already be punched in the face, twice, if the UN wasn't here.

10:36 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Then I open my mouth and talk in a serious tone. Hmm... Hot tempered guy... If I can annoy him a little bit, he will say lots of things. Right or wrong, doesn't matter. Once he starts talking about the crime, and says something about himself, we will gather his words, and I can sort and sift among them for unintended information.

10:36 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: "I don't think you understand the situation you are in Usov... We are here to ask the questions, not you... Why don't we just play this game according to its rules? The more you cooperate, the better everything will turn out for you." Then Xavier shouts from behind. "Besides, your big butt ugly muscles do not work in this room, senor... We both know you are behind selling B, so instead of dragging the issue out like a bitch, you could just admit your crime like a real man, and we can get out of this room quickly... If you have the balls for it..."

10:36 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I roll my eyes at Xavier's words. Then chuckle again in order to annoy Ivan more. Yeah, he was probably going to be pissed off by becoming the object of derision to a young detective. I look directly into his eyes, sarcastic, implying that he is pathetic. I lick my lips in satisfaction, and continue.

10:36 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: "Well, not gonna lie, planning that kind of operation is the work of a genius. I'm sure the process of creating drug B was the same. How long did it take to create something that complex and valuable?" Yeah, that should be to the point. Once he stops asking questions of us, and becomes impressed with himself, he will say something eventually, kiss and tell...

10:36 Spy_Daniel_Allen: I chuckle as both detectives try to extract information from a Syndicate agent. I mean, I would have been scared a little bit if they were professionals from the CCS or MI6, but look at them. They are so young, so naive, haha... I don't think Ivan will give them anything, even if he is angry. Besides, even if he does, I will be there to save him quickly. I don't need to start our operation directly. Let me watch the show for a time…

11:01 Commando_Ivan_Usov: This was going to be so very much fun. I'll give it to that young bastard, Kyle, he kept his cool. Then, I zeroed in on him, looking him over carefully. He was actually very handsome. I remembered how it felt when I was choking him out, how my dick started to get stiff and hard, back in the warehouse. Oh yes, he was a very hot man.

11:01 Commando_Ivan_Usov: He spoke up, speaking some dribble about being cooperative. I ignored his words, just continued to stare at him, boring into him with my eyes. Imagining how much I was going to enjoy beating him into submission with my fists, before taking him up the ass with my massive cock. I wondered if he was a virgin. Possibly. He was so innocent looking, for all of his poise. My eyes were burning with lust. I wondered if a man with Kyle's skill at reading people would pick up on that. I hoped so.

11:01 Commando_Ivan_Usov: Then, Xavier started speaking, sounding like a real hard man, shouting at me in what I suppose was meant to be an intimidating voice. One phrase in particular caught my attention, "If you have the balls for it..."

11:01 Commando_Ivan_Usov: Suddenly, I started to smile wide, as my eyes drifted over to Xavier. I checked him out just as carefully. He was harsher, tougher, more muscled. And equally as attractive. His arrogance, and toughness called out to me. Asking me to smash him up.

11:01 Commando_Ivan_Usov: Then, my eyes snap back to Kyle's as he chuckles at me, as if he were amused. As if I were simply a joke. My eyes narrowed, and my gaze turned hard. Oh no, Detective, my eyes said, I am no joke. I felt the fury boil inside me, but I kept it locked away, for now. All he was doing was adding to his final punishment. He was a fool.

11:01 Commando_Ivan_Usov: Then, I listen to his next words very, very carefully. Because they are so incredibly entertaining to me. He.. is attempting to flatter me. He thinks I am some kind of oaf or common criminal who will spill his secrets because his ego has been stroked. I can't help it, it's too much, really. I burst out in loud peals of laughter. I shake so hard with the humor of it all, I mean, these naive detectives trying to trick me with simple games to spill my knowledge. It is too funny. I gasp then, as I am shaking so hard from the laughter that it actually jars my left arm, reminding me of how I was humiliated by Kyle. I stop laughing, and go quiet, staring at his face. It was a look of pure sadistic hatred. If looks could kill... Kyle would be a dead man right now.

11:01 AgentJamesMason: I watch the questioning continue, sure enough Kyle and Xavier are playing the classic good cop/bad cop game. And Kyle and Xavier are very good at it, I can tell. But Usov is in a different category all together. I have a very good view of his face during the questioning. The look he gives my Kyle... a look of blatant sexual attraction and lust makes my blood boil. Perhaps it was good that I wasn't there at the interrogation after all. Because if I had been, nothing could have stopped me from barging in and beating him to death. To even think about Kyle in the hands of that vile beast Usov... No, I wouldn't think about it.

11:01 AgentJamesMason: Then, when Xavier spoke, he gave a very similar look to Xavier, and even started to smile. That was shortly followed by Usov's rich peals of laughter. I had to chuckle myself. C'mon, I thought to Kyle, that's not going to work on a man like Usov. But the look he gave Kyle next was one I knew well, as his laughter turned into a gasp of pain, probably from his left arm. It was hatred, pure and simple. I felt my guts clench, and wished again I was with him. I knew what Usov was capable of.

11:45 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: This man is disgusting. What kind of man can feel lust for a person who choked him to sleep without mercy, and then stomped his injured arm? No, I am not misreading, it's obvious from his eyes. I try to preserve my smile, but I need to stay calm. No... My eyes turns a bit dark as well, don't let this stupid shit bag play with you Kyle... I'm the player here, not him. He looks almost similar to Xavier as well.

11:01 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Fuck, he laughs now. And not saying anything about himself... Hmm... No, that seems not right indeed. But he stops laughing all of a sudden, oh yes... His arm, that I damaged hard. I see... My smile widens again. And he is looking at me with a sadistic, psychopathic gaze. Well, I am used to that gaze, sorry Ivan... Some things don't work on me. Not impressive enough, I thought to myself.

11:01 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I need to think about something else. I don't look at Xavier, but I am pretty sure he is as uncomfortable as me, probably thinking about changing tactics as well. But I mean, normally he would have used brute force by now. Oh my fucking god, these goddamed UN officials. Everything could have been much easier if it weren't for them.

11:01 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Ok, let's try something else. I will try to annoy him a little more, and use deception this time, it's legal after all. I open my mouth and ask in a playful tone. "Awww... Does it hurt? I'm sorry... I would have been much more careful if only I knew... But think about it this way, I only stabbed you... Half of your troops, on the other hand, I shot between their eyes..." I chuckle again, oh my god, that was so vicious. Yeah, this "should" annoy him much more. Xavier also grins mischievously, and slowly approaches the table. I continue provoking him.

11:01 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: "But maybe you should blame Agent Mason instead... He is the one who carried you in his arms with a hole in his back. Now that... Is what I call humiliating..." I chuckle once more, but I wish we could have used brute force... Fuck... I am sure Xavier is clenching his fists now.

11:01 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: "Oh... Talking about humiliation... I am sure your troops won't be as tough as you... Their interrogation will probably last shorter..." Yeah, that was a lie, I was bluffing, we only caught Ivan. But I want him to panic, say something, I want him to talk with me, give me something, some valuable information.

11:01 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: "You see, our discovery in the warehouse resulted in taking all of the drug samples, and we also caught some of your men who are not "dead"... I'm sure they will give us something valuable, right?" I chuckle once more, directly looking into Ivan's eyes. I can feel Xavier wants to beat the shit of him still, he is probably getting a bit bored.

11:01 Spy_Daniel_Allen: Yeah, just what I thought, Ivan is laughing, making fun of these boys. Amusing... But he stops all of a sudden... Ahh, his arm, yes... I don't know how much time it will take to forget that humiliation. I still can't believe how this cop managed to capture someone like Ivan? It feels so unlikely.

11:01 Spy_Daniel_Allen: Then he mentions Agent Mason again. Wow, this is why Ivan came here? Well, this guy probably needs to shut up for sure, or things won't be pleasant for him. I just wonder, for a moment, what would we do with someone like him if he could have worked for the Syndicate? He would probably make a good spy like me, conning people, an important trait.

11:01 Spy_Daniel_Allen: Hmm, is this kid bluffing about the other Syndicate agents? I am not sure, I didn't actually check the people who were in the warehouse and who was not. It could be a bluff, yeah, probably he is bluffing. But still, I don't need to wait any longer. I slowly nod to my fellow agents next to me, and take my briefcase. And I leave the room. Yeah, time to find the physical plant room.

12:39 Commando_Ivan_Usov: As I stare deep, evil murder at that fucking cop, he smiles at me. He just smiles at me. Oh, he's good. He's fucking good. I can feel the rage boiling inside me, which I keep a very tight lid on. I'm saving it for a special occasion. I'm focusing now on how good it will feel to wipe that puny little fucker's smile off his face. Brutally.

12:39 Commando_Ivan_Usov: Again, with that light and playful tone, as if I'm just a big joke to him, he opens his mouth, bragging about how many of my troops he killed. I start grinding my teeth. This little amateur detective dared to try to humiliate me? Oh he would pay. My eyes grew harder, and I kept the rage tightly bottled, even as this little over-clever, puny, foolish young bastard of a detective kept adding fuel to the fire. The fire that was going to burn him.

12:39 Commando_Ivan_Usov: And then he went and really poured gasoline on the fire. Mentioning that mother-fucking, shit-for-brains, slimy, son of a bitch Mason. My hands started clenching so tight I could feel the fingernails digging into the palm of my hand. I needed, NEEDED to break something. The tendons and veins started pulsing and standing out on the side of my neck from my building rage. I would kill him. And Mason. I was promised a 10 million dollar bonus if I delivered James Mason to the Syndicate. And 20 million dollars if I managed to break him through torture. 30 million dollars that I lost because of Kyle. Because of Mason. I was starting to see red.

12:39 Commando_Ivan_Usov: Then suddenly, I heard Kyle's next words. They struck me like a blow. My eyes showed a flash of fear and concern. This could ruin everything.
Captured?? Some of our other men? That wasn't.... wasn't possible. With a terrific effort of will I fought to master my boiling rage, I needed to focus. I needed to be calm. I needed to focus. Slowly gaining control of my rage, I breathed in and out, slowly and deeply, finding calm. Focusing, my awareness heightening. Looking intently at Kyle's eyes, his skin, his body position. Trained to read people, I was looking for any sign that he might be lying. But if he was, he was doing it so skillfully, I couldn't detect it. If these amateurs did capture some of our troops, despite the escape plan we had in place, and if any of them revealed how I had blackmailed the chief of police...

12:39 Commando_Ivan_Usov: Then slowly I started to relax. Oh he was good. He was very, very good. The chief of police had himself spoken to me just this morning, to tell me the details of the plan the Syndicate had put together to rescue me this afternoon. If my troops had been captured, if his secret was in danger of being revealed, he would have been shitting himself in terror. Having his terrible secret discovered, the Police Chief's addiction to B, would have finished his career and landed him in prison. This Inspector Kyle Byrne was perhaps not as foolish as I thought. Not at all. I looked at him with a new respect. Then, suddenly completely calm, I smiled at him, my composure regained. And then, I smiled up at the camera. Oh yes, I knew Mason was watching.

12:39 Commando_Ivan_Usov: Then, I spoke. "Inspector Kyle Byrne, I am going to personally rape you once i am free. But first, I will introduce you to levels of humiliation and pain you never thought were possible."

12:39 AgentJamesMason: Kyle recovered smoothly, and once again I was blown away at his skill with words, his way of getting inside people's heads. I would not have thought it possible, but I could see how he stayed calm and focused, and managed to cause Ivan Usov, the toughened former Spetsnaz with elite training, to nearly lose his temper. I smiled at that camera, feeling a surge of pride for my clever Detective. He was good.

12:39 AgentJamesMason: Then, just as he's got Usov off balance, he slides the knife it, with a bluff delivered with such expertise, about Usov's troops being captured, that not even I could tell he was lying. I pumped my fist, thinking that he might actually get something useful out of Usov. He was doing it! Kyle was doing it!

12:39 AgentJamesMason: Then, suddenly Usov's entire manner changed. He became calm again, and he smiled, suddenly shrugging off Kyle's bluff like a duck shedding water.

12:39 AgentJamesMason: He smiled. Directly at Kyle. Then he looked at the camera, and smiled. At me. I felt a shiver run down my spine.

12:39 AgentJamesMason: What the fuck?? I felt suddenly, sickeningly uneasy. This felt wrong. So very wrong. And then, he lets loose with a vile insult directed at Kyle. He's regained his confidence. What could that mean? Oh fuck... Watch out Kyle. Be careful. Please.

13:49 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Yeah, my plan was working out. I can see his face slowly harden as I mention how his troops have been shot, and especially when I mention Mason. But I guess my final blow was the best, he flexed his muscles. Anger, worry, fear, concern... I can see those, yes. They are just winking at me from his eyes. His hands, his veins are about to explode.

12:39 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: But suddenly, he smiles at me. WHAT? How? He can't understand I lied to him, can he? No no no... WHAT? Ok Kyle, focus, you can't panic. Don't let him see your panic. I close my eyes and stretch my arms in the air, almost like I am trying to act like none of your gestures or your insult about raping and torturing me had happened. I ignore them. But my mind was filled with that question: HOW?

12:39 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: But in the meantime, I hear a fist slam against bone. It was Xavier, he punched Ivan's jaw all of a sudden. His eyes were filled with anger and disgust, apparently, he couldn't tolerate Ivan insulting me. "You better watch your tongue old man... Or I will show you your place, HARD.." he grunted. I gulp, no no no... This was getting out of control, UN officials were watching us. We can't act like that, I slowly reach for his wrist, and look at him, telling him with my eyes that everything is fine. He steps back, and turns around, rubbing his face, and trying to calm himself down. Then I raise to my feet as well, and mumble into his ear:
"Bring us some water... This interrogation will take more time than we thought, go relax a little, and be here in 5 minutes..."

12:39 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: He nods, and glares at Ivan once more, then leaves the room for a moment. I can understand his distress, this was a new experience for us, and it was not going very well. Moreover, Xavier was definitely not a calm person, he thinks with his fists.

12:39 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I smile at Ivan once more, a weaker one though compared to previous ones. But my eyes were sparkling, trying to pierce his soul with them, extract something out of him. I sit down on my seat once again. Think Kyle, think...

12:39 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: What can I do... What can I do... It's really hard to move on without punching his face, slamming my knuckles into his cheek just like Xavier did. I shake my head and tidy my hair, then search for my documents. And among them, I extract a couple of photos, then push them towards Ivan. There are a couple of photos of the corpses that James and I killed in the warehouse, taken by the department after we escaped from the place. I talk in a soft tone, calm, almost like none of the previous things happened.

12:39 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: "But maybe instead of talking about your captured soldiers, you wanna see your other lifeless men instead? And tell them goodbye." And I examined his expression, yeah, this was it. He can't escape from this. I will at least understand if he is a selfish commander, or a loyal and caring one at heart... It will both help me to gain some time to think about my next strategy, and also reveal a huge trait of Ivan: Is he unconcerned about his lost men, or does their deaths hurt him... It may even give me a little clue as to how I can continue this interrogation. But still, I can feel the interrogation was getting a bit sloppy, especially because of Xavier.

12:39 Spy_Daniel_Allen: After a quick search, yeah, I found it. There it was, the physical plant. I open the door slowly and examine the room. Seems like nobody is here at the moment, perfect. I step inside and close the door behind me. There were lots of things: different kinds of refrigerators, environmental boxes, small boilers, autoclaves, but most importantly, the air conditioner system. Finally... Now the real fun can begin.

12:39 Spy_Daniel_Allen: I take out a huge bottle of an opiate-based drug, ground into a huge amount of fine dust that will mix with the air inside this building. The air will be a little thick, but that doesn't matter. Everyone will go to sleep before they realize what is happening, slowly but surely.

12:39 Spy_Daniel_Allen: Then a man shouts behind me "Sir... This is staff only, you can’t be in here.". I look at him, probably a janitor, I don't know. I grin and shout at him as well. "Well... Don't worry, I know I don't belong here..." then I take out my pistol all of a sudden, and shoot him in his forehead, creating a hole in his face with my silenced gun.

12:39 Spy_Daniel_Allen: When I left the room, there was a gas mask on my face, I didn't think anyone would see me until I reached the interrogation room. People in here will start snoring approximately 5 minutes later. Detective Kyle and Xavier? Maximum 10 minutes... No longer...

12:39 Spy_Daniel_Allen: Wait a minute, why is Xavier coming this way ? What the hell? Did the interrogation end? Fuck, he sees me, and he slowly approaches me. Alright, seems like I need to neutralize him. Before he can ask what is happening and what the hell I am wearing, I kick his calf and force him to fall on his knees. Yeah, a quick shot with my pistol's grip will put him to sleep before he causes trouble. But he reaches to his police radio and shouts.

"KYLE... STOP THE INTERROGA..." *CRACK* yeah, finally. Don't need to make our little hero panic, do we? I chuckle as one of the detectives lies on the ground knocked out cold. Yeah... This is fun... Let's see if Detective Kyle is also worried after hearing his companion's shout…

14:16 Commando_Ivan_Usov: My smile, my reaction to your bluff hits home. I can read the small signs of panic and fear that throw you off your game plan. I smile even wider.

14:16 Commando_Ivan_Usov: Then, suddenly, my jaw is smashed by Xavier's fist, and my head snaps hard to the side. I see stars and hear a loud ringing in my ears. I shook my head out, and tasted blood. A small trickle was leaking out of the corner of my mouth. I turned, calmly, and looked at Xavier. Once again my eyes filled with lust as I watched the big, muscular cop heaving in rage. I smiled at him, and calmly licked the small trickle of blood with my tongue. I had gotten to him. These cops were off their game now, like mice realizing they have cornered a cat.

14:16 Commando_Ivan_Usov: He snarled some more hard words at me, and I just smiled broader. Kyle sends the officer away, trying to regain control of the situation. His eyes though, I could see the fear and panic in his eyes as he battled to regain control. He slid some pictures in front of me, dead bodies. I stiffened as I recognized Dave. One of my officers, a British man, tough as nails, loyal. The pain of seeing his dead body tore at me. I didn't realize... didn't know... He and I were very close friends. I lift my head up, and I don't try to hide the homicidal rage burning in my eyes. Seeing Dave dead... a man I loved like a brother... a man I had even on occasion fucked around with, lying dead. I have lost many friends over the years. But it never gets easier. I force out between clenched teeth, "You just signed your death warrant Officer. You and Mason both."

14:16 AgentJamesMason: I can see that Kyle shares my own fear and worry. He too, knows something is not right. The big cop, Xavier, smashes his fist into Ivan's jaw, but Ivan just smiles harder, licking the blood trickling out of his mouth. Ivan isn't worried. Isn't concerned. My guts churn more. Kyle sends Xavier away, and then changes tactics, trying once again to get under Ivan's skin, showing him pictures of dead troopers. He shows him the picture of the British man, the one with the hard accent, the one I shot dead after he was lured near me by Kyle's wordplay.

14:16 AgentJamesMason: That struck a nerve with Ivan, hit him close to home. I could tell instantly that Dave and Ivan had been friends. The look on Ivan's face is a picture of rage, a thirst for vengeance, and pain. He snarled something about both of us having signed our death warrants.

14:16 AgentJamesMason: Before I could process this any further, I heard the radio at Kyle's waist suddenly burst into static, and a voice shouted out of it, but was quickly silenced. My guts knotted into terror.

14:41 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Yeah... It was working out, Ivan was slowly losing control in front of my eyes. That was it, he was opening up. That British guy apparently was important to him. Seems like he cares about his beloved ones deep inside, not 100% emotionless. I lean a little bit towards him, moving my face closer to his, and talk in a caring voice. It may sound a little classic, especially for a guy like Ivan, but still, I was pushing my limits hard, trying to reach his emotions fully.

14:41 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: "You can stop this Ivan... This is all in your hands... The more you fight, the more you will lose... Your beloved ones such as Da..." but before I can finish my sentence, I hear a shout from my radio. It sounded like Xavier, I pull it out and spoke. "Xavier? You wanted to say something? Xavier?!"

14:41 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: No, I can't keep my cool at that moment, even I have my limits. My caring and sincere facial expression slowly fades away, and turns into a worried one. Quickly checking Ivan in front of me, I rush to the door, and look at the hallway. There was no one. At the far end of the corridor, there was just a guard. Everything seemed normal.

14:41 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I was about to close the door, but suddenly, the guard started coughing, staggered a little forward, and fell on his knees. My eyes widen in terror. FUCK... Something is happening...

14:41 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I close the door with a quick slam and lock the door, then take one of my pistols to point it at Ivan "Don't you dare move, or I won’t hesitate to shoot you..." my heart was beating like crazy, and I can tell that I am sweating.

14:41 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I firstly reach my radio once again to contact Xavier, no... Still no response... Afterwards, I move the chairs in front of the door with my one hand, the other one still holding my gun and facing Ivan in case he does something suspicious. Fuck... I was trapped, we were trapped... This was all a trap… Then it hits me. James.... He was right, he was right all along.

14:41 Spy_Daniel_Allen: I come in front of the interrogation room, and try to open it. Both of my agents were away. One of them was already rushing to the receptionist to find some information about Mason, especially where he went... The other one was trying to find the security camera records to get rid of them.

14:41 Spy_Daniel_Allen: Wait a minute... It's locked... Wow, apparently this Inspector Kyle is not only clever, but also fast. I shout behind the door. "It's over Inspector... Give us Ivan..." Yeah, it was over for him. He will lose his consciousness one way or another, it’s just a matter of time.

14:57 Commando_Ivan_Usov: Kyle tries to 'reach' me, his voice going soft and caring. Telling me that I will keep losing loved ones. The fool. I knew the risks of my career. Then, suddenly, his radio crackles, a shout, then it goes silent. I smile. It was time. I wondered who the Syndicate had sent.

14:57 Commando_Ivan_Usov: The fool starts panicking, his caring expression replaced with worry. He rushes out of the room. Then, suddenly, he darts back inside, his face full of panic, pointing his pistol at me. I stared at him calmly. It wasn't the first time I'd had a pistol pointed at me.

14:57 Commando_Ivan_Usov: He is a smart one though. He tries his radio, but nothing happens. Of course not. Our people were very good. He stacks chairs in front of the door. Very smart. But it won't save him in the end. I kept myself calm, even as he started sweating and breathing heavier. That would of course only speed up the action of the drug in the air. I kept myself deliberately calm for the same reason, slowing down my metabolism. He keeps his gun pointed at me. But I don't move or blink. I just wait. Patiently.

14:57 AgentJamesMason: I switch into full combat mode, but there is no one here to fight. I want to fight. I want to be at Kyle's side. I see him leave the room, while Ivan stays silent in his chair. He rushes back, starts to stack chairs in front of the door. He's so afraid. Oh Kyle, stay strong. There is nothing I can do. Maybe that will be enough. Maybe he has bought enough time for help to arrive. Suddenly, I'm seized by a wave of terror, sheer panic, rage threatening to shatter the calm I wrap myself in during life and death situations. MASON. I shout at myself. Stay calm. Giving into panic will not help Kyle. I focus, and make a call to my superiors. They immediately start contacting their American counterparts to inform them of the situation. There is literally nothing else I can do. Oh god. To be helpless... to be forced to watch while my Kyle is fighting for his life. And to be helpless. It was everything I could do to keep control of the sheer terror, rage, frustration, agony, fear ripping my soul apart. Tears started to slowly leak out of my eyes as I stood fixated on the computer screen, watching Kyle. I was helpless. So helpless.

15:17 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: No no no... Fuck, what is this smell? What the hell is happening? I can feel my hand slowly shake a little bit. Fuck, this is the trap? How? HOW? Then I hear a familiar voice, Adam Williams? I knew it... I fucking knew it... But it was too late.

15:17 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I slowly look at Ivan again, ignoring the pounding on the door. I mumble to him in anger, desperation, terror "What the hell have you done to my station?!" No, how can they? This should be a dream, this should be a bad dream.

15:17 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Then I start shivering, no no no... I tried to inhale and exhale deep, but it was making everything much worse. My vision... It's getting blurry... I can't focus, I can't aim. I'm... I'm falling on my knees.

15:17 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I try to raise my pistol again, but my arm does not react. I... Need to rest... I push myself backward, and sit on my butt, trying to rest my back against the chairs I put in front of the door. I can't see Ivan anymore, I can't see anything… Everything goes dark for me finally...

15:17 Spy_Daniel_Allen: I can hear Byrne's desperation from outside. Yeah, he is panicking, anyone would panic in a situation like this. But this door is still not budging... Fuck... I raise my leg to kick the door, over and over again. But I guess he put something behind it, It's hard. I knock the door and yell

15:17 Spy_Daniel_Allen: "Sir... Can you open the door? We need to reach you before this gas spreads everywhere..." I am sure he is aware of the plan, so I believe he can wait a little longer after that detective faints.

15:33 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I watch, my smile growing broader and broader as that foolish Detective only accelerates the drugs' effects by breathing in so deeply, and panicking. It doesn't take long, as he falls to his knees, then falls to his butt, then back against the barricaded chairs. I'm starting to feel the effects myself. I don't have much time. I hold my breath, then get up and walk over to the door.

15:33 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I'm starting to get dizzy, but I manage to hook my foot on the leg of the chair just as I hear a voice, is that Daniel I hear? I smile. They sent one of their best for sure. I pull with my foot and the chairs come tumbling away from the door, tangled up with the inspector's unconscious body. I have to breath now, I've run out of breath. I was already starting to feel dizzy and lightheaded before. I take in a breath, and manage to gasp out, "Come in Daniel... the way is clear..." before I fall to my knees, the drug starts to take effect. Everything is starting to go dark.

15:33 AgentJamesMason: Just when I think things can't get worse, they do. My Kyle, my brave, beautiful Kyle suddenly collapses on his butt. He's desperately trying to stay conscious, but it is clear now that they have put some drug into the air. Those bastards.. And Kyle didn't realize soon enough that his panic would only accelerate the drug. That's why Ivan fought so hard to stay calm. It all started to make sense.

15:33 AgentJamesMason: They had an inside man for sure. Inside, I was an inferno of soul-rending emotions. But I was also a professional. I had to stay alert, keep my emotions at bay. I had to stay focused, look for any clues that might help. I could not however, stop the tears that kept streaming down my face. Was this the last time I would ever see my Kyle?

15:33 AgentJamesMason: Then, he collapsed, completely unconscious, against the barricaded chairs. And that bastard, that mother-fucking psychopath Ivan stood up, with his hands cuffed in front of him, and calmly walked over and kicked the chairs free, before shouting to his inside man that the way was clear, then dropping to his knees, clearly affected by the drug as well. Oh god... FUCK FUCK FUCK... Please no no no no... I had to keep watching, but I was so afraid for what I would see next.

15:44 Spy_Daniel_Allen: Yeah, finally the door opens, and there he is... Ivan... Our Commander seems in control as always. He falls on his knees all of a sudden, and I quickly take out the second gas mask from my suitcase, fourth in total. And quickly help him to wear it. No commander, you are not falling today indeed.

15:44 Spy_Daniel_Allen: Then I drop to one knee and put my hand on Ivan's shoulder. Ask in a distant, professional, but a bit worried tone as well "Sir, you alright? We are getting out of here, come with me."

15:44 Spy_Daniel_Allen: And all of a sudden, one of my fellow agents comes to the door, the one I sent to the receptionist. He talks through his mask.

15:44 Spy_Daniel_Allen: "Sir, I found out yesterday, Inspector Kyle bought a ticket to Detroit for someone named Simon Runner... Seems like the chief of the police examined the situation as well, and confirmed it for me. He also emphasized that Byrne insisted on not telling anyone where Mason was going. Give the order and I will send a hit squad there..."

15:44 Spy_Daniel_Allen: Yeah, seems fair enough. Little detective tries to save his hero. I nod to him, but still look at Ivan to let him say the final word.

15:58 Commando_Ivan_Usov: Daniel gives me a gas mask, even as my vision is starting to fade. He helps me, fastening it on my head. I take a deep breath, then another. My vision starts to clear. I look up into Daniel's face. I'd forgotten what a darkly handsome man he was. I smile, though he cannot see it through the gas mask. "I'm fine." I stand up then, a bit shaky. "That was good work Daniel." I put my hand on his shoulder, giving it a firm squeeze.

15:58 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I listen as the other agent returns, my legs growing steadier as the drug's concentration fades. I nod, "Yes, we will go to Detroit. But first, we have some business to take care of. We must hurry before we are interrupted. But first... remove these cuffs, Daniel. You see, I learned this morning from the Chief another interesting fact... Mason is watching us right now. I want to send him a message before we leave. " I hold my hands out for Daniel to remove my cuffs, then look up at the camera, my eyes seeking Mason's across the distance separating us. Just before I cruelly kick the unconscious Inspector Kyle Byrne in the face.

15:58 AgentJamesMason: Never in my long career have I been in this situation before. Never. Forced to watch helplessly as one the Syndicate's top agents is freed. A man who hates Kyle with a deep passion. And Kyle is unconscious at his feet. I feel as though I am going to lose it. The calm, professional air that has carried me through combat situations all my career is cracking, shattering under the tension. Tears are falling faster. I watch as that bastard Ivan looks straight up at the camera, saying that he knows I am watching. When he kicks Kyle in the face, I scream, and start to shake violently. NO NO NO NO.. Please... Kyle... I feel consumed by guilt. I should have insisted... Kyle wasn't ready... this is all my fault... all my fault... ARGHHHHHHHHHH

16:07 Spy_Daniel_Allen: I feel the squeeze on my shoulder, and give him a quick smile. Yeah, I do my work professionally, no need to be clumsy, right?

16:07 Spy_Daniel_Allen: Then Ivan tells me that Mason is watching us? Wow, they really prepared everything, huh? I need to consider training this kid if Ivan lets me. We can get a lot of use from him, but apparently, not now. He has some other plans in mind for him, it's obvious from the kick he throws to Kyle's face. Wow, smashing a beauty like that, Usov is a tough guy indeed...

16:07 Spy_Daniel_Allen: Then he requested me to remove the cuffs. I chuckled evilly, that was much easier than I thought. Infiltrating the department made our job so much easier. I quickly took out a lock pick from my briefcase again, and helped him to get out of that cop toy holding his wrists. I wonder what he was going to tell Mason? I quickly nod to my fellow agent after removing the handcuffs, implying that he should prepare all the things necessary for our journey to Detroit. He rushes away.

16:40 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I rub my hands, wincing in pain as even that motion hurt my left arm. And the thought of that made me once again quiver in rage. I drag Inspector Kyle using my right hand on his wrist, positioning him so he is in full view of the camera. I reach down to Kyle's belt, and remove his handcuffs. Working quickly, I cuff Kyle's hands together behind his back. Smiling and chuckling at the irony of using his own toys against him.

16:40 Commando_Ivan_Usov: Then, I look up, into the camera, and smile. I reach down to Kyle's belt and remove one of his pistols with my right hand. I look down at the fucking bastard who ruined my scheme, not once, but twice. The bastard amateur cop who injured my arm. Captured me. The humiliation still burned like a hot, raw wound. The fucking bastard who cost me 30 million dollars and months of work. The bastard who, along with Mason, killed Dave. The rage that I had been bottling up I let out slowly and sadistically. I looked up at the camera, and smiled at Mason. I spoke, "We are coming for you Mason. But first, I wanted you to see the price of your cowardice. Every time you escape from me, I will make you pay. And here is the payment for Dave." Then, I fire Kyle's pistol, sinking a bullet deep into his thigh.

16:40 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I grin, and speak up again. "And this is the payment for his helping you escape me in the warehouse." I fire again, sinking a bullet into his right bicep.

16:40 Commando_Ivan_Usov: Then, I speak up for the final time. "And this is the payment for helping you escape me this time." And shockingly, I fire a bullet directly into his guts. I deliberately and expertly chose a shot which is not fatal, assuming we get him to treatment. But he won't be thinking about escaping anytime soon. I was going to have so much fun with him. I turn to Daniel, grinning. "Now we are ready to leave. Oh, and see to it that " I kick Kyle's quivering, wounded body, his clothes already beginning to be soaked with the blood from his three gunshot wounds. " his pal, that Xavier fellow, is brought along as well. He really pissed me off."

16:40 Commando_Ivan_Usov: Then, I turn the bullet on the camera and fire a final shot. I liked Kyle's pistols. They handled well, of solid construction. I might consider using them myself.

16:40 AgentJamesMason: I lost it. I totally lost it. For the first time in my career, my poise shattered like a glass dropped on the floor. As those bullets slammed into my beloved Kyle, as I saw the blood start to soak his clothes, and his athletic muscular body began to spasm from the savage injuries being done to him, something in me broke. I collapsed into the fetal position, wracked with savage, tearing cries. I heard the final shot as the camera went blank. Enraged, I threw the laptop against the wall, and it exploded into fragments. I collapsed again, crying, sobbing, fury, rage, guilt, loss, love.. Ivan had him. Ivan had Kyle now. Suddenly, I looked up, and staggered into the bathroom, and with my chest heaving, my muscles quivering, I stared into my reflection. And suddenly, like a hurricane, I moved into the eye of the storm that whirled inside me. Everything became calm. I became cold. As cold as ice. And I swore an oath. I would either find and rescue my brave, handsome, beloved detective. Or I would die in the attempt. Ivan Usov wanted Agent James Mason, did he? Well he was going to get him.

17:00 Spy_Daniel_Allen: Wow... I watch the situation unfold with widened eyes. First Ivan drags this detective's body like a trash bag, then cuffs him with his own handcuffs. Fuck, Ivan really is angry, the fire inside him was really burning him. And seems like the cure for that fire will be Kyle’s suffering.

17:00 Spy_Daniel_Allen: First, a gunshot to his thigh, then another one to his bicep, and the last one goes directly to his stomach. Hmm, he is not killing him, and it seems like he has plans for him, so do I. That's good. I smile distantly again, looking like Kyle will be with us for quite some time. I don’t mind it, considering he can be really useful both for the Syndicate's interests, and our personal pleasures. Sounded fun for sure. Ivan knows his stuff.

17:00 Spy_Daniel_Allen: And a final fourth shot is aimed directly to the camera, blinding Mason completely. Yeah, an operation that suits the Syndicate.

17:00 Spy_Daniel_Allen: Then the Commander mentions Xavier... Ah true, that one too. Looks like the police toys for the Syndicate are increasing,today. That seems pretty bright. I don't know what will happen to these two though, time will show us eventually.

17:00 Spy_Daniel_Allen: Then Ivan kicks Kyle towards me. I quickly kneel down and grab his wounded body by his waist, and pull him onto my shoulder. Yeah, the other agent can take Xavier while we leave.

17:00 Spy_Daniel_Allen: I move towards the entrance of the room and check on Ivan once again. He is playing with Kyle's gun. I chuckle and say in a professional tone "The other one is on the ground sir, if you are interested... Seems like a cop who really loves his dual pistols..." probably he aimed that one at Ivan while he was panicking. Then I head towards the exit of the building. Yeah, time to leave this freezing hellhole called Minneapolis.

Published: 2021-03-01, viewed 51 times.