“Okay, he took her to the old abandoned warehouse on Jacob Street, but I have to warn you he’s expecting you to show up, so don’t be surprised if it’s too easy to get inside.” Henry said. “I never take the word of a back stabber,” Neil released Henry from his grip. “By the way, if you call to warn him, you will have me to deal with.” Neil and Elizabeth left him rubbing his soar neck. Neil was cautious when entering the warehouse. He had some reservations about taking Elizabeth inside. The last thing he wanted to do was get another McDonald in to trouble. They stood hiding behind some old shipping crates. There was a perfect view of Eleanor. She was tied to a chair near the supervisor’s office. Next to her stood Neil’s boss, Agent Parker. He was holding her at gunpoint, while his armed henchmen stood guard up in the mezzanine. “What do we do?” Elizabeth whispered.
“Before we go in and get Eleanor I am going to have to do something about those guys up there.” Neil answered. “I don’t know they look pretty tough. You must be pretty confident in yourself,” Neil took his gun from his holster. Elizabeth’s eyes widened in amazement. “I take that back.” She remarked. “I am going to need you to help me out with those two up there.” Neil said. “And how do you suppose I do that? I don’t have a big gun like you do.” She asked. “No, but you are a woman. I am sure you will figure out something.” Neil smiled. “What do you want me to do?” She asked enthusiastically. “When that guy has his back turned run over to the stairs. But take your heels off before you go up. The less noise you make the better your chances are of sneaking up behind them.” He suggested. “Where will you be?” She asked. “I will be down here trying to get rid of Parker.” Neil replied. “Why don’t you just shoot them from here? Unless of course you do not have very good aim.” Neil looked at Elizabeth scornfully. “My aim is just fine, but sneaking up on men with slightly large guns is unusually a much better idea.”
“You are the professional.” Elizabeth sighed as she turned to leave. Neil pulled her gently by the arm. “Wait a minute, you are not going anywhere without this.” Neil handed her a hand gun. “How many of those do you have in there?” She asked. “Those are the only two.” He said. “You wouldn’t happen to have carried them with you when you went out with Eleanor did you?” She said.
“I was pretty sure I wouldn’t need one when we first met.” He smiled. Elizabeth watched him scan the top level. “You really care about her don’t you?” Neil turned to her and smiled. “I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t.” He replied. “I just thought you should know that I might have underestimated you. Eleanor was right. You really are a good guy.” She said. “Thanks, that means a lot to me, and I am sure Eleanor would like to hear it when we get her back.” Neil replied. Elizabeth took her shoes off and prepared to run to the stairs. “Is it safe to go up now?” She asked. Neil peeked over the crate in front of him. “Go ahead, his back is turned, but remember be absolutely silent.” He cautioned.
“By the way what do I do with this?” She asked. “If you can just hit him over the head with it. Don’t kill him unless it is necessary.” Neil replied. “What do you mean by necessary?” She asked suspiciously. “If he tries to shoot you, shoot him first.” He replied. Elizabeth pulled the gun close to her, and quickly ran over to the staircase. She stopped at the first landing.