An uneasy air engulfed the illusion of Darius's perfect life. A murmur of power struggles amongst newer members of the cartel, and the original leader himself. With a wave of recruits, no one had time to do background checks on them. Immediately suspicious of an American recruit, he found an agent of the VWAT amongst them.
Seeing a way out, Darius held on to his lifeline as best he could, covering his tracks as he made them. After tugging his chain a bit Darius managed to find a way of both people surviving this situation. The VWAT arranged for an extraction of data, via boat, so, after removing his tracking device, he went on that boat. He talked a bit, was arrested, set free, arrested again, and set free a final time. They made arrangements for him to leave America, and to arrive in London, with family once more.
Subject: The Great Escape (not really)