Hi friends. I'm back with a new story. Hope you guys like the first chapter. Sorry for mistakes.

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"Jack are you sure this is the building?" Mac asked his friend as they walked in the elevator. Jack pressed on the 15th floor button "Ofcourse I'm sure. I did my homework kid. Riley said we should find the evidence in here"

As the elevator mounted upwards Mac felt a dread pool in his stomach. Something looked off about this building. They had a lead on a corrupt builder, Rodericks who was working with a dangerous ganster and supplying materials that needed to make bombs. Riley had track down the location and Matty asked the duo to collect any information they could find to nail down the builder. Mac thought deeply for few seconds before he nudged his friend "Jack I think we should get out of here" The older man raised his eyebrows in question "What is it bud?"

"For starters not one week before this building was crowded with workers and employees and now it looks like no human ever put his foot on this building. Doesn't it look odd to you?" Mac pointed out as the elevator dinged indicating they reached their floor. It was true what Mac said because the building looked like it was evacuated for a reason

Mac and Jack stepped outside "That's because the owner of this building got scared of getting caught and so he must've fired all his men and ran away himself" Mac rolled his eyes at Jack's assumption "And you think he purposely left the evidence for us to collect so that we can easily go arrest him. C'mon Jack I thought you were better than this"

Jack glared at his young partner "Let me tell you something kid. With all my experience, I know one thing for sure. They all leave evidence on the crime scene. We just have to find the right one in here and use it against the corrupt builder and he'll be gone for good. Trust me. We can handle this like a piece of cake"

Mac shrugged "We'll see about that won't we? Where is this Rodericks office?" Jack started searching through the closed doors and the name plates fixed on them. When they reached at the end of the corridor, Jack's eyes fell on the name plate that read Mr Rodericks "Here we are!"

Mac stood beside him and eyed at the glass door. The office was filled with lots of files on the table and boxes on the floor. There were papers scattered around like a tornado had passed in there. Jack grinned at his friend "See this place is over loaded with evidence. Poor guy didn't get time to clear his stuff. We'll surely find something to put him behind the bars"

Mac was still unsure. Why did he feel butterflies in his stomach. Why did it look like they were falling right into a trap. The young agent took a deep breath and shook himself out of his negative thoughts. Maybe he was over reacting. What harm an abandoned building could do anyways "Okay Jack. You do the honour"

"With pleasure" Jack pulled out his gun and held ot tightly in his right hand. He gave a sheepish smile to his friend who had raised his eyebrows in question "Just being safe" Jack turned the knob and pushed the glass door and..

He heard a click

Jack's eyes widened. He very well knew what that sound meant. Adrenalin pumped into his body as he harshly grabbed Mac's arm and shouted "RUN!"

They never had a chance. Jack and Mac ran for their life but didn't even make it to the stairs when the bomb went off. The sound that reached their ears was defeaning and both went airborne within seconds

No sound. Jack felt no sound around him except for the loud ringing in his ears and blood pumping in his head. The older man blinked and slowly opened his eyes. He coughed couple of times as the dust invaded his lungs. A sharp stinking pain shot through his chest and Jack grimaced in pain. Where was he? What was going on? Jack couldn't see anything clearly as the darkness surrounded him from all sides. He again coughed violently, gasping for air. When he was finally able to catch his breath, Jack felt drained and exhausted. His eyes were dropping close when he suddenly remembered where he was. His heart started to race again "Mac?"

No response

Jack's fogged mind and eyes cleared up a bit and he saw the remains of the office that was surrounding him. There were slabs of cement, bricks, dust and smoke from the explosion which was making difficult for him to breathe "Mac!" he tried again, this time louder

No response

Jack tried to move when there was no indication from his friend. He cursed out loud and clutched his chest, breathing heavily. Definitely broken ribs thought the older agent. He braced himself and slowly got up on his elbows. He needed to find the kid. What if he needed help "Mac? Can you hear me?"

No response

Jack looked down to his own body and had to turn away his head. He was bloodied and bruised all over his body. A white bone below his knee was protruding out and he fought the urge to throw up. The pain was unbearable but he was glad that atleast he was still alive. But what about Mac? He looked around to see plenty of debris, remains of desks and broken walls. Tears welled up in Jack's eyes on seeing the damage. Where was the kid? Was he under the pile of cement slabs? Hurt and unconscious. Was he even alive? He gulped down his fear and tried one last time "Mac!" Please answer me! Mac!"

No response

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