"They're moving her again." Revenge said. "Why the hell are they moving her?"
"That's five warehouses."
"Maybe they're as paranoid as you."
"I'm following, keep an eye on our signals."
Revenge lowered the plane and shifted it to stealth mode. It was quieter, but not totally. He still had to fly a a certain height to avoid being heard سے طرف کی Trapper's men. He spotted three jeeps, one covered and the other two with lots of guys and big guns. Revenge opened a screen and tapped the two armored vehicles. Receiving the lock on signal, he fired and they detonated in a fiery cloud.
Revenge slammed a button and dropped from the plane, landing with a thump (and a dent) on the roof of the covered vehicle. He reached in and threw the driver out. He punched the other one in the face and sprayed the two in the back with knock-out gas. As soon as his quick work was done, Revenge leaned in the back to look for Holly. Instead what he saw was a box. Carefully lifting the lid, Revenge stumbled back blindly, trying to get out of the truck.
"It's a trap!" he yelled.
The car exploded in a fiery inferno, debris spraying everywhere. The fronts of buildings turned black with the heat. Revenge, however, had learned his lesson and was standing in the wreckage, his suit undamaged.
"Damn!" he yelled. He fired a grappling hook at his plane and flew off.
"They set up her costume in the truck. Trapper knew the technology in the suit and exploited it to try and kill me. Now I have no idea where she is!"
"Just look at all the stops she made."
"Oh yeah right. Five warehouses? And what if they tossed her out to a group on the side of the road?"
"It keeps me alive."
No response. Revenge flipped his plane around and flew back towards the bridge.
"Where did he go?" one of the men asked.
"I dunno!" the other replied, backing up and pointing his gun at every shadow.
They continued backing up until they heard a faint rasping.
"Ah!" the men yelled, turning around and firing at the black figure. Red Revenge leapt at the two goons. He punched one in between the eyeballs. The other he grabbed and rammed into a stack of boxes which scattered to the floor.
"Where is she?!" he demanded.
"I swear I don't know!" the guy squealed. "Honest! Trapper just tells us what to do! We don't now where he is!"
"Are آپ sure?" Revenge asked, pulling out a dagger and putting it at the man's throat.