Episode One: Calling Card

Retrieving her med pack, Katrina wrapped the sleek black straps around each shoulder looking at the Taurus, then to the bike. Eyes peered to Collier as he spoke, and then listened to her commanding officer. Nerves began to cringe as another bead of sweat slid down the side of the Major’s cheek. Just what are we going to find? ”I was never fond of scavenger hunts”, she murmured taking her weapon from the concealed seat beneath and placing the safety back on. ”I was always last and could never anything”, her voice softly continued speaking as though having a conversation with someone, but only to be with crawling nerves.

she opened the car door slowly making sure each side of the area was clear, thank you Walker for always reminding me to check my back.  Kat left the vehicle as quiet as mouse like her comrades. With a slight click of the door shut, her feet quickly maneuvered in a hovered position towards the building opposite Collier and perpendicular to Sheppard. Coming to the wall, she stood scanning for Farrah and Alek, making sure everyone was accounted for. All my little chickens are safe for mother hen, breezed through the Major’s head emerging now as the medic. She heard something about Columbian coffee from the back and replied in her usual sly sarcasm. ”I brought my percolator with me. Coffee sounds good right about now.” A soothing smile for her nerves braised the lips of the officer still making sure that Adam was not injured.

A hand brushed her shoulder knowing she was in trouble. A squeeze and something in the form of ”you can do this Kat, don’t go AWOL on us now, we need you” came through from Collier. The Major slightly jumped at his touch but then calmed at the squeeze and small massage to her shoulder. ”Right Adam. Thank you.” came out in a whisper loud enough for only his ears.  He seemed quite restless afterwards wanting to know the condition of the man. ”He has a bullet wound”, she began trying to pull the heavy man up towards her chest. Her fingers frantically slid over the back of the jacket. ”I need to find the exit. If there’s not exit”, she continued sliding over concrete remnants and dirt. ”Then…yes, there it is”, interrupting herself coming out with a bloody smear spread over the middle and ring finger. It took surprisingly only a moment of work before the man gasped for air moaning in pain. A smile of relief came over Katrina. ”He’s conscious” came out to Collier and Kat stood up and away for the interrogation.

She stood at a nearby table placing her med tools back in place. She didn’t hear most of the interrogation. Maybe there would be a replay of the information later. Right now, Walker’s image still appeared in the young woman’s mind. You need to transfer out after this. You’re not ready for this. Remaining quiet and continuing to fight inner demons, Katrina just looked as though she was listening in for more instructions.  She closed her eyes struggling to come back to reality.  The body upstairs would need to be evaluated for cause of death even if this man admitted to killing him. There might something up there that he’s hiding or didn’t see that could be a clue to the whereabouts of Ramirez. Wiping her hair to the side with a bloody hand, Katrina began to walk to the stairs. ”Colonel, I’ll go check on the body upstairs? There might be something up there that will tell us something?” She awaited her commanding officer’s orders to commence with her small investigation of the bedroom upstairs.

0517 Hours
Missing Personnel Location
Calamar, Colombia

Ayden listened intently to everything that the man in front of her had to say. It was interesting to say the least, but she could tell that he wasn't lying. Ever since all the issues of the past with the NID, she never did trust anyone from that organization, but Ayden knew well enough to see that the words that came from his mouth were the truth. She glanced towards Katrina when she spoke and nodded her head. "Go on. Stay on radio, Logan." She also motioned to the Major's weapon, wanting to make sure that she would take it with her. She knew that Logan wasn't stupid and would have already thought of that, but being in a foreign country and with the issues they just dealt with the last thing they needed was to be caught off-guard.

"I found our diplomat, Agent Doyle, he's under guard as we speak. We'll be leaving shortly." She wasn't going to question him any further right now. There was no time for it. If the men that they had run into earlier were any indication of the hell that this place had she didn't want to risk being out in the open for too long. "We'll hold a proper debriefing on the plane." She shifted her weight from one food to the other before she moved away from the Agent and over to where Adam was when he beckoned her. She tapped her earpiece. "Alek, I need you to find us another way out. If that's not possible we'll need a chopper extract ASAP." She wasn't going to risk getting her entire team killed for some NID Agent and a diplomat.

Ayden reached out to take the papers that Adam had in his hand. She looked them over for a brief moment, trying to make sense of them before it hit her. She glanced at Adam, knowing that he knew what the plans were for and she placed them down on the table before spreading them out fully. "Do you know where Ramiez got this information from, Doyle?" Ayden saked. This was a lot worse than she had thought it would be. Whoever had this information could be planning an attack at Command and it wasn't something they could sit on very long. 

< Tag: Aleksandr Kamarov, Katrina Logan-Walker, Farrah Byrne, & Adam "Sly" Collier>

The streps creeped as the Major made her way to the bedroom. It was located down the hall and second door to the right. A blood stain smeared the door giving Katrina notification which room to investigate. With the safety now off, Kat pulled her weapon up and held it aiming through the door. Sliding in, the gun whipped from side to side as the Major scanned for any suspicious activity. It was eerily silent. The bed was unmade and the remnants of a large tussle still remain all over the carpeting. Slowly, Katrina walked through the room sideways, foot over foot, peering around. Nothing was found. On the floor was a small puddle of blood, but no body. ”Well this is odd. Where is it?” she proclaimed to no one. A bathroom connected to the bedroom and Logan made her way cautiously through the doorway. Using her weapon, she opened the door and quickly aimed the gun at imaginary targeting objects. Nothing. The shower curtain was closed. Looking at it, the Major took in a deep breath and silently made her way to the tub. She tried peering around the curtain, but it was sucked against the tub making any view inside impossible. Her stance was now in front of the curtain. With a quick slice, the curtain flew to the side and her gun aimed through. Nothing.

Going back to the bedroom, she again searched the area, but found no body. This information needed to be reported immediately back to her team. She walked quickly back to the head of the stairs. As she was about to call down to her teammates, she heard a click. The cold barrel of gun was pushed snuggly against her temple. ”Uh guys, I found something.”

Nodding to Ayden, Adam grabbed the briefcase and headed outside to the Suburban.  Scanning the rooftops as he approached the vehicle, there were no signs of threat.  Coming to the side of the vehicle with Farrah and Ramirez, Adam announced his presence, "Hey."  He leaned against the open door jam, peeking his head inside as he handed the case across to Alek.  "Keep this safe," he commented, shifting his eyes to Ramirez.  "It seems you had some pretty valuable information.  What made you come to the American government?"  Ramirez eyed him unsteadily and replied, "There is much corruption in Colombia.  I came across this information through the cultural attache at the American Embassy.  I did not know what it was but knew it was building plans for something near Washington, DC and that they were detailed enough to cause some serious harm."  Adam grimaced and nodded, "So these could easily have been copied or seen by others?"  Shaking his head, the diplomat responded, "The files are of the type that can not be copied nearly at all.  They may have been seen, but not by many."  Collier nodded and said, "I hope you will cooperate in tracking down where these came from."  The Hispanic man manages a smile, "That is why I came here."

Collier turned away at the radio traffic he was hearing and cursed silently.  When it rains, it pours.  Adam had enough to handle out here, with minding the case, two team members, and the diplomat.  Alek called something over to him, and Adam relayed it over the radio quietly, "Sheppard be advised ... Colombians are sending an Army unit our way.  ETA seven minutes."

So this is what a sitting duck felt like.