"When I brought you here," the Green Man's eyes narrowed, "it was to protect Ms. Madison. "You see, when I tortured the last bad guy to death, he gave me a name. Aurelian Caine, the mystery millionaire. He is the man behind this."
"But Caine isn't a criminal," Rake shook his head. "He's been involved in high finance for at least forty years."
"In which time," the Green Man replied, "he has been involved in dozens of wars and rumours of wars. Angola, Sierra Leone, anywhere where a quick buck might be made from death and destruction. Now I find that he is running a murder shop."
"Was it really necessary to put Lynette's life in danger just to achieve this?" Rake followed the Green Man, as he slipped behind a tapestry."
"If I could have done it any other way, I would," the Green Man smiled grimly. "Caine has done much evil. It must end now."
The two followed closely behind the Green Man, as he descended a hidden staircase, down into what seemed to be the bowels of the earth. It looked like a secret bunker.
"The lair of high finance," the Green Man declared. "This is where the vermin I hunt lives."
"You hunt?" a soft voice echoed down the corridors. "No, Green Man. It is I who have been hunting you. And there is no better way to hunt than by using a decoy."
The corridor behind and ahead of them filled with armed men, and the voice on the speakers laughed wickedly.