Dead Flower

Chapter 40

Sadly, I needed to breathe and we pulled away from each other I found myself lost in his black eyes like I always am. He straightened up and pulled me up with him. I adjusted my dress which was a beautiful yellow. It was an off the shoulder dress with long sleeves and made of many layers of frills all the way to the floor. The dress flowed beautifully and I loved it. 

Only then did I let Gregorio lead me into the helicopter. He helped me into the helicopter before he sat next to me and the helicopter rose to the sky. It went in circles for a bit as I watched Gregorio look over his side and outside at his port below. “what are you looking at?” I asked him and he pointed at something outside. I leaned over him, trying to see what it was and I don’t know what happened but it happened way too fast. One moment I was leaning over his lap, trying to look at what he was looking at and the next I was dangling outside of the helicopter. 

I screamed, gripping onto Gregorio’s hand. I was deathly afraid of heights and when I looked down and all I could see was water surrounded by large cargo ships, I let out a terrified scream, “Gregorio!” I screamed his name, looking back at him, thinking that it would be obvious that he was going to help me back into the helicopter but I was mistaken. He just looked at me as I looked at me, “help me, please,” I said quickly, struggling to hold onto his hand but his hand was gripping mine back so I just didn’t want him to lose the strength in his hand and let me slip by mistake. 

“I’m going to ask you questions which I know the answers to, but I still want to hear your answer, il mio fiore. I don’t have to say that this is a matter of life and death,” he began casually like I wasn’t dangling outside of a helicopter, above the oceans water. 

I nodded my head, not thinking straight but just wanting this to be over with, “yes, anything. I will!” I shouted over the noise of the helicopter blades. 

“Have you been working with the CIA?” he asked coolly but I already knew that he knew that I was. I really thought that I had gotten away with it too, I thought that he didn’t suspect anything but how foolish could I have been? Of course he knew. 

I opened my mouth to answer him but I didn’t know the right words to say, “if you lie to me, il mio fiore, I won’t hesitate to let you go.” I began to cry, tears streaming uncontrollably down my face as I shook my head in a pathetic plea for him to not let me go. 

“I’m sorry,” I cried out as I looked into his black soulless eyes that still felt as they usually do; cold, stoic and hard but I had gotten used to it. It was disturbing that he didn’t even look upset, just as cold as he always is, “I’m so sorry, Gregorio!”

He shook his head, “I don’t want to repeat myself, il mio fiore. Your answer has to be a yes or no. You answer incorrect, you pay the price.”

I cried, my legs swinging in the air and my shoulders felt like they were popping out of place as the only grip on life that I had at this moment was Gregorio’s steady hand. I nodded my head, “yes,” I answered in a sob as I couldn’t stop crying. Gregorio was really trying to kill me. 

“Were you approached by Luca, who I know is actually a CIA agent named Roberto Finley?” he asked me, his tone dead set and I knew that he was onto me from the very first day. He had known everything because he knows everything and trusts no one. 

I was struggling to breathe and my heart was pounding against my chest in fear because I knew that he wasn’t going to help me back into the helicopter, he was going to let go. I hoped he wouldn’t, but he’s not exactly a man with a good heart. I nodded my head begrudgingly, “yes,” I wanted to do as he had instructed so then I wouldn’t be in too much trouble but there was no use. I hoped my obedience at this point would save my life.