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August 16 of 1972
Matthew Chris Argent
I'm a bit worried for my little girl, ever since she got home from the farm, she began to stay quite especially during training which scared the recruits off. So when you see a quite kid and also a master in self defense, run.
"Is this even legal?" Marc asked as we got ready for testing Henry. Testing meaning setting up a fake kidnap and to test how long he'll get out.
"You want me to answer that?" I asked. He was the first one I tested from the recruits and promised not to tell the others. Since Betty already knew of the test, she's now looking for possible intels.
"Yeah, no." He shock his head, leaving the armory.
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Marc was driving the car while I made sure that Henry doesn't escape.
"You'll regret messing with me!" Henry yelled over the black sack.
"Boy, he's all bark and no bite." Marc whispered to me.
"Then we need him to bite." I said and used a low voltage stun baton on his cheek which made him headbutt me but it was a bit weak.
"Almost there." Marc sang and chuckled as Henry yelled a river of curses. As soon as the car stopped, Henry started to pick up a fight, his hand practically doing the boogey.
"You ready?" I whispered to Marc who was grinning like a fox as he parked the car in front of a old two storey apartment building and a spacious loft which, dare I say it, belongs to the Argents.
"Can I at least put it on camera?" Marc asked as I quickly placed a handkerchief dosed in chloroform over Henry's nose so that moving him in the building won't be such a hustle.
After moving Henry to a chair, tied his hands behind the wooden chair. With everything going according to plan, I took out a timer and a single arrow as I noticed that Henry was stirring.
"Where am I?!" He practically yelled as he noticed he's still bonded and sacked.
"Where do you think?" I smirked, when he tried to get out from the ropes, played with the arrow, twirling it around my fingers.
"You won't get away from this! The Order is coming for me!" He shouted, and sounded a bit smug for someone who is tied to a wooden chair.
"Ah, do tell me about the Order?" I asked, trying to test his loyalty.
"I ain't singing!" He yelled over the sack. I nodded to that and slammed the arrow on the table that I was sitting on which made him jump and nervously chuckle.
"What if I told you that once you told me about the Order of the Phoenix, you'll get home safe?" I riddled him.
"I didn't said anything about the Order of the Phoenix! Who are you?!" So he can keep up. I pulled the sack of his face. "ARGENT! WHAT THE F**K IS THIS?!" He wailed once he saw me take out the arrow off the table.
"A test." I said nonchalantly and shoved the damn arrow in his hands and started the timer. "Let's see how long you could get put of this." I smirked and patted his cheeks as he looked like a deer in headlights.
"What?" He asked but I didn't bother replying as I turned by back at him and waved my hand, shutting the door with a creek and a loud bang.
"Well, that was hilarious. He didn't even recognized your voice." Marc laughed as we watched behind a two way mirror that showed what's going on with Henry on the otherside.
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