"I just suggested to Jess that your people gown up and go search the infectious disease unit," Angus said to Barnett. "It's decidedly harder to get off this floor, and if she had been able to get off the floor she wouldn't have needed a hostage. So she's here somewhere. I'm the one she wants. She's put out with me. I wager she'll trade him for me, and if she would, that would give us an opportunity, if the cards are played right, to take her at that point."
"It's risky,' Michael said. He looked at Barnett and nodded. "He's fine." Michael had absolutely no intention of telling her that Tony Dodd, the man who he looked like, was a man who didn't exist anymore. The hair had belonged to a homeless man in Australia that Michael had met decades ago, before Barnett had even been born. When the man died, all of his belongings were a mere handful of trinkets in an old cigar box, and one of the trinkets was the man's ponytail that he had cut off when the 70's ended and long hair was no longer fashionable. He'd tucked the hair in the cigar box, and, after Michael had inherited the box, he had simply tucked the box away at home. When he and Robert had needed an untraceable face for an alias for Michael, Michael remembered the cigar box, and he and Robert had cobbled together a whole life for a new man, Tony Dodd, and Michael had been using the same alias now for about twelve years or so, giving him an entire career at the Ministry. Michael did go on missions with the aurors from time to time because Dodd needed to look legit. So, Barnett did know Dodd, as far as just about anybody knew Dodd. She just didn't know the other half of the story, nor could they afford to have her know--not ever.
"Of course its risky, but if I come up with a better plan, I'll let you know," Angus said. "I'm going to have a second look. Maybe I'll see something that has just been overlooked."
"I'll go with you," Michael said. He looked to Ruby. "You coming, Ruby? Which end of the hall should we start at?"
"Let's start at the other end, down close to the elevators. My bet says she'd go that way since she knows that as her way out," Angus said. "Just in case, Jess, can you get us a copy of the floor plan so we can look at exactly how the footage is laid out in this unit? I'd like to look at it on paper, please."
"Fine by me," Michael said,