"You shouldn't be here, Liz," he whispered, his voice devoid of the husband she once knew. "Reddington isn't protecting you from the Cabal. He's protecting himself from what you'll find on that drive."
"Elizabeth," he said, his voice a low gravel. "The world is a chessboard, and most people are merely lint on the felt. But today, we’re looking for the tailor." The Blacklist - Season 2 ...
Inside a hollowed-out shipping container, Liz found it: a hard drive containing the "Blueprints of Disappearance." But as she reached for it, the cold barrel of a gun pressed against her temple. It wasn't the Architect. It was Tom. "You shouldn't be here, Liz," he whispered, his
Back at the Post Office, Red burned the drive without looking at its contents. "You're afraid," Liz accused, watching the plastic melt. "The world is a chessboard, and most people
A shot rang out. Not from Tom, but from the shadows where Dembe stood poised. In the chaos, Tom vanished into the fog of the bay.
"He’s building something, Red," Liz countered, her arms crossed. "Berlin is gone, but the vacuum is being filled. Why now?"
"I'm prepared, Elizabeth," Red replied, placing his hat back on his head. "There is a difference. The Architect is gone, but the house he built for them still stands. And we are the only ones with the key."