Nami looks at the tracker she put on the gang that she has been tracking. She had watched and recorded them as they kidnapped a bunch of women and transvestites. She needed to get evidence of their crimes, before she could do anything against them. She managed to slip a tracking device on their vehicle and tracked them to a warehouse.

Nami hides her motorcycle and sends a text to her partner to let him know where she was. This time Anthony Marracino wasn’t getting away from being charged in abducting innocent people and selling them into slavery. She watches as the van is driven into the warehouse and a few minutes later it exits. The tracker she placed on it, was still there. She informs her partner, while she heads towards the warehouse to see if the people, they kidnapped were alright.

She tosses a line with a hook at the end of it on top of the roof and secures it. Nami climbs up to the top of the building. Afterwards, she pulls her climbing rope up and hang it from her belt. She looks around and finds the roof access entry.

Nami tries lifting it, but it is locked from inside. She takes a small powerful handheld cutting device off her belt and cut through the metal where the locking mechanism was located. One the lock was removed. She opens the hatch and slip inside.

Nami moves quietly down towards where the captives were being kept. She would like to get the buyers, but busting Anthony was her primary objective. He has slipped through the cracks and managed to weasel his way out of going to jail.

Jessica spots a person dressed all in black covered head to toe. The way the person was moving looked like they had specialized training. She couldn’t make out if the person was a man or a woman.

“No one is here.” Jessica figures she would take a risk to inform whoever the person was.

Nami heard a young woman yell to her informing her no one was around. She raises her arm and send a message to her team waiting to storm the place. She sends them how many captives she was dealing with.

She takes pictures of all the people inside the holding cage. She notices they had some sort of collar around their necks. Which was something new to her. Anthony normally didn’t use collars on the people he planned on selling.

She cautiously walks over to the cage door and notices it was being held closed by a standard Master lock. She removes the cutter she used to gain entry and cut through the lock like it was butter. She motions for everyone to remain quiet as she lifts her finger and put it to her mask.

She walks over to the woman dressed in lingerie who yelled out to her. She notices the woman was cradling the head of a teenage girl, wearing pony girl gear.

“Who are you?” Jessica looks at the person standing near her.

“A friend. Is there anyone else here?” Nami was being observant and cautious.

“Just us, wherever here is.” Jessica had no idea where they were.

“Is anyone hurt or injured?”

“Not that I know of.” Jessica looks towards David to make sure he was alright.

“I’m fine.” David was watching the mysterious person that was talking with Jessica.

“Here, let me see what these collars are.” Nami kneel next to Jessica to examine her collar.

Nami examines the collar and noticed that they were modified dog collars that were meant to shock the wear. It looked like the collar had been amped up to deliver a very high voltage to the wear. She pulls out her mini tool kit and look at the woman she was talking too “this might hurt some.”

“I don’t care, just get this thing off me.” Jessica didn’t care how much it hurt.

Nami pulls a pair of small cutters out of the toolkit and snips the band going around the woman’s neck. She removes the collar form the woman’s neck and tosses it away from her.

“There, you have nothing else to worry about.” Nami was smiling beneath her mask.

“Except how we are going to get out of here?” David wanted to leave this place.

“Transportation is on the way.” Nami removes the collar going around the neck of the teenage girl’s neck. She noticed that the girl had a huge
tattoo that covered her back.

A huge smile appears on her face, because she knew what the tat meant and who the girl protected by. Once she informs the person that she rescued someone protected by him. He was going to owe her big time. She could use the information to her advantage.

Nami moves onto the other captives and start removing their collars. A beeping sound from her wrist comp alerts her that her teammates have arrived. She gets up and walks over to the loading door and opens it. She watches as one of their armored transports enter the warehouse. She closes the loading door behind the transport.

Jessica notices as black transport van comes into the warehouse. There was no license plates and the occupants up front were wearing brown uniforms. She watches as it turns around and backs up to where they were. The back door rolls up and four people dressed like the one that free them come out of the back of the transport.

Whoever these people were, they weren’t acting like your typical Special Forces or SWAT trained agents. Even the gear they were wearing wasn’t anything the military or special forces unit wore. The woman herself had a sword sticking up from her back.

She is helped up off the floor, while one of the other people dressed in black carry Tonya over to the transport. She watched as the person who freed them points towards Tonya as she is carried. She would love to know what they were saying.

Once everyone is loaded and secured. They are taken to an office building where a bunch of medical professionals examine them. They give them clothes and offer to arrange transportation for them.