Carjacking.

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The rest of the day, after Section Five, had been fairly quiet.

Carter must be doing his job. Finally.

One of the typically vacant back roads in rural Oregon is a little less vacant at the moment, a lone black car moving from one undisclosed location to another.

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"That...I don't even know what to call it."

Congressman Farraday, sitting in the back of the limosine with Nathan making the trip from the Global Dynamics site to his room at Beverly's, is still very evidently speechless.

He's not even making an attempt at a snide remark in Nathan's direction.

"It could change everything."

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It's a fact Nathan appreciates, and something that reminds him of the first time he saw the Artifact itself.

"It already has."

The view from the back of the limousine was betraying nothing more complex than the wooded areas on each side of the empty road, but the light reflecting on the interior of the space showed someone was behind them, running their highbeams in the middle of the day.

Nathan looks out the side window as the car passes -- camoflage painted, Taggart's car -- and stares incredulously.

"Fargo?"

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Fargo looks out the window, his face cold and still. This is war.

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Taggart's car (more like an assault vehicle than anything else) accelerates, moving in on the front end of Stark's own, forcing them onto the shoulder.

Deputy Lupo is visible first, carrying a bulwark of a gun, all steel-colored and menacing.

"What the hell are you -- " the driver manages to question before the deputy clocks the driver in the jaw with the butt of the rifle, walking past Nathan (now between the gang and his open backseat door) toward the Congressman.

"Deputy!" Nathan tries. Nothing. Jo nor Fargo are paying any attention to him whatsoever. "Fargo!"

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They're too busy keeping weapons trained on the Congressman.

Who is now standing outside of the vehicle, hands in the air.

"Who are you people?" he asks, keeping his voice steady.

And why are you staring at me like that?

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Jo is all business, though the things crawling under the Congressman's skin make that hard.

"The question is...who are you?

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"All right that is e --- "

A hiss and a sharp impact. On my neck.

As the asphalt rises to meet Nathan, the bright yellow feather-markers on the end of a tranquilizer dart pass through Stark's periphery.

Really. big...dart.

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Taggart turns to smile coldly at the congressman. "We know just what to do with you." He pulls the trigger and another dart sails into the politician's neck. "Catch him," Taggart orders Fargo.

Needless to say, there is another thump as his body drops to the asphalt. Tag sighs at Fargo, "Let's get him back to the lab."