“The power Vince,” looking at his watch he knew it was dark
outside, “he’s gonna cut the power”

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Emily looked at her cell and read Rossi’s message. “*****
Morgan, the power, where the hell is the Mech Room.”

“Should be down the hallway here” Frost said. “there!”

The door was closed and there appeared to be no one around.
Taking positions on either side, Morgan pulled open the door.  Morgan yelled as they suddenly realized the
doorknob had been electrified.  Two
things happened at once, Frost quickly rammed into him causing him to break
contact with the doorknob, saving his life and the lights went out.

The back up generators kicked in almost immediately but
there was no regular lighting, just dim emergency lighting.

“Goddamit Morgan open your eyes, look at me” Emily was
yelling at him.  She couldn’t remember
the last time he was so still.  An
answering groan was the best sound she ever heard. “Frost you okay?”  The younger man lay next to Morgan shaking
his head, his body felt like it was humming.

“Damn! That hurt” he said.

“Morgan?”

“I’m good Princess.” The shock he received wasn’t enough to
kill him thanks to Frost, but it could’ve knocked an elephant down, and did. “I
think…just give me a minute.”

Emily looked at the now open door of the Mechanical Room and
could see smoke coming from it.  “What
the hell did this guy do…***** the room is smoking.”

Pulling out her cell she called Hotch.

“Hotch? Yeah that was us…no he rigged the electrical, Morgan
got shocked.  Listen we need the fire
department, the mechanical room is smoking I don’t know what’s going on in
there but we don’t know what else he may have rigged.  We can’t afford to let the emergency lighting
go out. Okay…fine” Hanging up she could feel herself gripping the phone
tightly.

“Hotch wants us back upstairs, no elevators.  You guys okay to move? Morgan?”  she watched as the large man got to his feet
a little unsteadily.

“I’m fine,” looking at the electrical burn on his hand he
couldn’t wait to get his hands on the *****.

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Rodriguez looked up as the lights in the storage room went
out.  They knew he was here now, which
was just fine with him.  He knew they
would be calling in the fire department, they didn’t have a choice and that
would be his next opportunity.