We have seen the enemyJohn got out of the car, slammed the door behind him and ran to the elevator as fast as he could. In the back of his mind, a small voice kept telling him that it was too late and that hurrying was useless, but he did his best to ignore it. Maybe it wasn't too late; maybe he could get there in time. Scott had refused to listen to him on the phone, but John would force him to listen, no matter how. Hell, he would beat the crap out of Scott if it really was the only way to keep him from doing something stupid.Otherwise, Scott would get himself killed in two seconds flat. The way Dante had been acting since Cale's arrival had been too weird; th