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Capítulo XXII- Carnada
Dante woke up on the stone-cold floor. A blue hue covered most of his blurred vision and a standing black figure. He squeezed his eyes, rubbing them to clear his unpaired vision. Dante blinked and slowly the picture was clear. Donald Davenport was the standing figure over him. He was talking to a man with spiked hair outside the cell. He got up from the floor and Donald help him to his feet.
"Dante, are you okay?" Donald asked.
"Yes, but where are we and who is he," Dante nodded towards the man outside the cell.
The man smiled, "Allow me to introduce myself, I'm Douglas Davenport."
Mr. Davenport glared at Douglas answering Dante's question, "It's my evil brother, Douglas."
Douglas pointed at Donald, "What you call evil, I call taking the company in a more creative direction."
Donald corrected him, "You were gonna use bionic humans as weapons."
"And that's why I'm here to finish what I started. To take back what's rightfully mine!"
At the moment, Dante was aghast. The last thing he remembered was that he was opening the back door to the restaurant he worked in before some sort of blast knocked him out. Now, he woke up locked in a cell in a strange room.
Fully aware of his surroundings, Dante glanced around the room finding if there was anyone else, but it was just him and Donald. "Where's Patience?" Dante asked Donald.
Donald truthfully answered him, "She's fine. She's with Adam, Bree, Chase, and Leo."
"Not for long. You're my leverage," Douglas smiled at Dante. Dante and Donald sent him confused looks. "Once they find out you're here, they'll come to me," Douglas chuckled. The monitor on the desk across from them beeped. It displayed Adam, Bree, and Chase waltzing into the lab. "Well, look who's home. 4:00 sharp, right on time."
"You've been spying on us?" questioned Donald.
"Not just you, them too," Douglas pointed at Dante. "At least until Patience took down every camera. I've been spying on you both for months. He grimaced, looking at Donald, "And trust me, Eddy's not the only one who's revolted by your sweeping high kicks."
Douglas's boots thumped on the concrete floor as he left the lair. Dante faced Donald, "What does he mean by bionic soldiers and us being leverage? I don't understand."
"Years ago, Douglas and I started Davenport Industries together. It was great, we had a lab and we developed bionics so that robots could do jobs that were too dangerous for people. But, Douglas went behind my back and implanted them into genetically engineered humans."
