Walter backed the car into his garage carefully and began to assess the trunk seeing if any wires were attached to the hood of it or if there would be a way to open it without setting the large device off. Satisfied he went to his tool bench and plugged in a power saw. He began to slice away the exterior shell until he was able to pull the back off, before his eyes was a twin tank system linked by metalic hoses and wiring from the phone. It was a chemical reaction bomb, stable components alone but mixed together became volitile. Whoever was paying Verone for this never would have let him know it was this bad. He picked his phone up and dailed Carter's number, as his adrenaline wore off he began to feel the pain from the gun shot wound but he blinked it out. "C'mon Carter pick the fucking phone up..." Walter said aloud to the ring tone, his mind trailed back to the fact that somone might have Ree as well.

Nesting the phone against his un-injured shoulder he unlocked his armor and range then carefully moved the explosive into the contained area, he moved it to withen a large safe. The best he could do right now was make sure the explosion was limited in radius and hope to god Carter picked up.

Carter shot Mia a look as she ended the car, almost straight away it started ringing again and he pulled the phone frm her, he was half way out of town,ready to meet Brian, exchange Mia and hopefully get his wife back before 'Shadow' found out that the job wasnt compleate.

"What" He snapped down the phone.

"Did you know what was in the car?" He barely gave Carter the time to finish the word. His voice was harsh but firm the mock accent was gone. He sat on the hood of his car rolling a knife between his fingers calmly. "And do you know where Ree is?"

The sound of the man he had hired down the phone made his blood run cold, "I have no idea what was in the car "He stated shooting Mia a look, worry seepign through his veins.

"Your girl Ree?"He questioned with worry, shaking hsi head he pulled into the next lane, "I wouldnt know"

"It was a bomb Carter, it would have destroyed a city block and released a nerve toxin more then likely. Where are you headed right now and do not bull shit me. You know who I am and if you know that then your know what I am capable of now that I'm off the grid." Walter went into his armory and began to load an assortment of weapons, taking them out to his truck one by one and laying them into the hard case tool box in the back. "You and I are going to have a talk about your employer, and if you want to live through this you will have to tell me the truth."

Not too far away from Walter a click gave away that somthing was going on in the trunk of the car.
Carter's driver had not only gone on a big detour but now had stopped at a very different lovation from where he was actually supposed to stop. Why had the man told him that this guy was the best he had at the moment...obviously he was a foul egg.
Only moments later a phone rang somewhere underneath the seat.

Almost at the same time carter Verone had a second incoming call. a sythesized voice told him. "Mr. Verone. You told me your man making the delivery is reliable...you were wrong. Deal's off." The muffled sounds of a woman begging gave away what would be happening shortly.
The call ended without any further word.

His hand tightened on the wheel and a string of profanities left his mouth, swerving into the next lane he took in a breath, instanlty calming himself, "Hold on" He switched over the calls, and the synthesized voice hit his ears, his body going cold in an instant. He knew the voice of the woman in the background,swallowing he sped up the car,"Fucking touch her" He hissed,but the call had already ended, witha deep breath he switched back over.

"I'll give you anything you need" He swerved of the road and up the side road which would take him to the beach, "As long you get me my wife and child back" WAlter was right,he knew who he was,what he did, Walter was his back up.

"Im returning Mrs O'Conner to her husband"

"You sound agitated...drive slower. If he has blackmail on you, he will keep it until you hand over your blackmail on Brian." Walter said quietly and suddenly went silent. Across the street he could see the faint change in shade between the bushes and tree's, the tell tell sign that somone was there trying to hide. "Give me the street you will be on." Walter said and slowly turned away from the bushes shutting the garage door behind him and running through the back of his house grabbing a kitchen knife as he went.

While the phone rang again underneath the seat a green liquid made its way through a long tube through the side panelling of the car while a yellow slightly thicker liquid travelled along the other side.
Soon they would mix at their destination.

Ouside three shadows were closing in on the garage and spotted a man standing in front of it.
They spread out.

Carter let out a sigh, drive slower? was this guy freaking insane, with a shake of hsi head he switched lanes once more, much to the annoyance of the drivers on theroad. WIth a hiss he let out a dark laugh "He has my fuckign family, my wife and one year little girl,and there dead, he's going to kill them because youfucked up the drop"

Not that Carter could blame him,heknew where the drop was going to bemade, and how many people would have died, if he had known, he would have.

"The beach,of the old highway"

"No...he will kill them because you are giving her back. While you have the girl your wife and child are fine." Walter knew the game this figure was playing, it was a mind fuck. Typical spec ops and espianage workload. Walter launched himself over the rear banister and grabbed hold of it swinging in an arc around and back to the side of his house, a lone figure in a small guilly suit was in front of him. He tucked into roll driving the knife home into the man's throat and grabbing the silenced pistol. Without missing a beat he continued to run forwards, he looked sideways into Ree's kitchen, was she dancing with headphones in? He blinked and kept running looking for his next target. "Do not trade her out...trust me."

Carter shot Mia a look and his brow furrowed, with a shake of his head he sighed, he handed her over and his family died? he didnt understand that, with a shake of his head he continued his speed, "You cant guarentee that" He stated as he headed over the highway.

Walter brought the pistol up into the next man's eye driving the silencer into the skull and pulling the trigger. "I hope to god you arn't the one that sent this hit crew after me..." He pushed the dead man from his arm and stood up looking for another target, one more. On the side of his house. "Carter, do not make the trade..." Walter's sentence was cut short when his world went sideways.

Confused and shocked Walter struggled to his feet using the tip of the pistol to help him stand. A crimson hue colored his vision and he realized he was bleeding. Swaying back and forth he took in his surroundings, the lowered garage was now a crater, his house, what was left standing was smoldering and smoking. He couldn't register what had happened while his ear rang, in front of him the last man tried to force himself into a sittig position one of his legs was blown away. Shaking Walter lifted the gun and finished the injured would be assassin off. The recoil of the pistol pulled him from auto pilot and back to reality. He let loose a bellowing roar tryin to amp himself. As if the world suddenly righted he began to look himself over. Shards of metal and plaster had been shot gunned into his side, a fender from a car had been lodged into a tree, the remains of a motor cycle was scattered around the street and the side of Ree's house was dusted with an assortment of items. Half running half stumbling he barreled through Ree's front door. "Ree?! Ree!"

The alert on his screen made the grey haired man turn his attention away from his glass of 50 year ol scotch.
"Let's see what we got." he muttered while he pushed a few buttons to switch to the sattelite feed.
On his screen a crater was visible but it was nowhere near the hospital of school that was supposed to be the target. Instead it was in a poor area of Los Angeles with a few houses and the destruction was way too small. Puzzled he rubbed his chin as his anger grew.
"Who triggered my baby?" His voice sounded broken...barely there, filled with true regret.
His plan had failed completely. Now all he would get unwanted attention for something of no significance. What kind of idiots did Mr. Verone hire for the job? Him and his incompetent bastards would pay.
Qucikly he tipped his head back, then spat the liquid on the floor as if it suddenly had turned into piss. He called for one of his men waiting outside. "Carter...clean up that mess...and get me the bastards who have fucked up this job." he pointed at the screen.

A fourth man, who had been staying behind as saftely made a dash for his car as well as he could with his ears ringing and his knees shaking. He would have to face a very angry, very powerful man.

Ree had been dancing, head phones blaring some latest dance songthrough her ears,and then she had been thrown backwards, landing on her side, reinjring her already injred hip, a moan of pain as she tired to figure out what the hel had happened. Her head and ears were ringing and her hands were shaking as she tride to push herself to herfeet.

With a groan of pain she swallowed, furrowing her brow at the sound of her nam being called, "Walter" She chocked as she turned in the direction of where he was shouting.

"Ree...You know you don't have to get on your back every time you see me." He shot out the bad line and rushed to her side. "But all BS aside let's get the hell out of dodge." Running now on pure adrenaline he lifted her over his shoulder in a fireman's carry. "Car in garage went boom, large crater used to be my house, bigger boom in the armory waiting to go boom..." He half ran to his truck, and set her in the passenger seat. "Taking you somewhere safe until after this all passes babe." He put the truck in gear and began to tear out of the private housing complex.

Despite everything that had happened she let out a laugh, one filled with pain, she let out a cry of shock as he lifted her and itwasnt untill they were tearing out of the estate that she allowed herelf to look over athim,a breath left herlips and she shiftedin the seat to get comfortable, her hand resting on her hip.

"So when you said things could come knocking, i didnt think you meant literally" She looked over at him,breathing through the pain she felt in her hip. "What the hell is going on"

He sighed, "The last job was a delivery, the trunk had been welded shut. It gave away something bad so I checked it out. Some type of chemical bomb, I was able to disarm the trigger but apparently there was a secondary detonator in the car I missed. Somewhere along the lines they let loose there were people watching you." He shifted gears and lifted the middle of the seat. A syringe with a large needle sat next to a large vial. "Epineprine, can you fill the syringe half way for me babe?" He looked towards her with am awkward smile, his skin was pale under the passing street lights. His shirt was soaked with blood, and his scalp was bleeding.

Ree let out a berath and swallowed as she grabbed both the syringe and the vial, she concentrated on doing what he had asked her, "You should go to the hospital" She muttered with a shake of her head, he looked like hell and she didnt like the look of pain and blood that he was wearing.

"I will when this is done. There are a lot of lives riding on me doing this, I'm going to drop you off there to get your leg checked out." He felt the pinch of the needle enter this arm and within minutes his body was numb from the artificial adrenaline. He leaned over and kissed her cheek as he pulled the truck to a stop. "I love you babe, never forget that. I'll be back to check you out in the morning...I promise." He couldn't bring himself to smile, part of him wondered if he'd be able to keep his word this time.