Purely on instinct, Mike's hands go to Briggs' arm. For a split second, it was the first meeting with Bello all over again. That unshakable feeling that Briggs might find him out. Or might actually be dirty. He still wasn't entirely sure, his loyalties still torn. But now was not the time to dwell on the battle between Briggs and the Bureau. Right now he had no choice but to trust the man holding him. Even if he was dirty, he was far more trust worthy than Hadad.
"No!" The protest came out strangled, more in his own panic than the hand around his throat.
Hearing those words from Briggs, however, made his stomach clench. He pushed it down, focused on the here and now. He could deal with emotions later. Seeing that look in the other's eyes was enough, for now, to convince himself the words were just an act.
"I'm...I'm not worth it! Please! My debt's not worth more than your life! He's bigger, worse than Bello!"
He could distract Hadad and the guards some how. Give Briggs a chance to get away. He knew there'd be a team nearby, there had to be. Someone to get Briggs out.
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Date: 2018-09-08 04:22 am (UTC)"No!" The protest came out strangled, more in his own panic than the hand around his throat.
Hearing those words from Briggs, however, made his stomach clench. He pushed it down, focused on the here and now. He could deal with emotions later. Seeing that look in the other's eyes was enough, for now, to convince himself the words were just an act.
"I'm...I'm not worth it! Please! My debt's not worth more than your life! He's bigger, worse than Bello!"
He could distract Hadad and the guards some how. Give Briggs a chance to get away. He knew there'd be a team nearby, there had to be. Someone to get Briggs out.