The team should have been here by now. Something is wrong. Hearing no gunshots is somewhat reassuring. Did Hadad have something jamming his signal? The team would've moved in when they lost contact.
"Shut up! You don't get a say in this." Briggs said with irritation, which isn't altogether fake. He takes a very calculated stance in front of Mike, keeping himself between Mike and the others.
Despite what Briggs said, everything Mike said registered. Worst than Bello. Bigger. Must be a global organization, very likely to have connections to government. That could mean the tac team isn't coming. Unfortunately, despite all of that it just makes him more inclined to stand his ground. He wouldn't make it far even if he did run. Better to go down trying to get them both out.
"I have enjoyed his company," Hadad says of Mike. "But if he truly is yours, I see no reason for him not to be returned." It sounds overly reasonable to Briggs which makes the hairs on the back on his neck stand up. But he'll roll with it.
"Great! I'll just take him and get out of here."
"Prove it." Hadad reiterates. "Then, you may go."
"And how, exactly, am I supposed to do that?" Briggs still sounds calm, if a little aggravated. He knows where this is going, he could hear it in Hadad's voice and with the way he said enjoyed. A part of him is a little too excited about the prospect but he can't think about that now.
"Must I spell it out? Fuck him, or do whatever it is you do with him." Hadad and the guards close the door behind them and stand there expectantly. "And, yes, do it here." Hadad waves a hand which prompts the guards to aim their weapons at both of them.
Briggs turns to face Mike. His body language is according to his cover but his expression shows concern. He won't do anything unless Mike shows some sign of agreement. He also takes the moment to show him he still has his knife tucked against his wrist. It's not much, but he holds it where Mike can grab it without being noticed.
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"Shut up! You don't get a say in this." Briggs said with irritation, which isn't altogether fake. He takes a very calculated stance in front of Mike, keeping himself between Mike and the others.
Despite what Briggs said, everything Mike said registered. Worst than Bello. Bigger. Must be a global organization, very likely to have connections to government. That could mean the tac team isn't coming. Unfortunately, despite all of that it just makes him more inclined to stand his ground. He wouldn't make it far even if he did run. Better to go down trying to get them both out.
"I have enjoyed his company," Hadad says of Mike. "But if he truly is yours, I see no reason for him not to be returned." It sounds overly reasonable to Briggs which makes the hairs on the back on his neck stand up. But he'll roll with it.
"Great! I'll just take him and get out of here."
"Prove it." Hadad reiterates. "Then, you may go."
"And how, exactly, am I supposed to do that?" Briggs still sounds calm, if a little aggravated. He knows where this is going, he could hear it in Hadad's voice and with the way he said enjoyed. A part of him is a little too excited about the prospect but he can't think about that now.
"Must I spell it out? Fuck him, or do whatever it is you do with him." Hadad and the guards close the door behind them and stand there expectantly. "And, yes, do it here." Hadad waves a hand which prompts the guards to aim their weapons at both of them.
Briggs turns to face Mike. His body language is according to his cover but his expression shows concern. He won't do anything unless Mike shows some sign of agreement. He also takes the moment to show him he still has his knife tucked against his wrist. It's not much, but he holds it where Mike can grab it without being noticed.