terrible liar✰ sequel to bad liar

Chapter fourteen: Safin

The makeshift table was strewn with bullet holes.

"This was his last known location?" Black asked. "He had a whole setup!"

"It was Ash and Cyclops." You corrected. "They captured Dr. Swann and we tracked them here." Black kicked over a box and some food fell out. You eyed the food and your stomach grumbled. "Hungry?" Black asked, tossing you a bag of chips. You opened the bag and popped a chip in your mouth. You and Black looked around, searching for Safin.

"He's not here." You said. "He must have left."

"Where would he go?" Black said. Where would he go? You looked around. Think like him.

"Where would he go." You muttered. "Come on y/n, think!" Would he go back to the poison garden? No. It's full of MI6 agents. Docks? All bad guys go there. Where would he go? Garden? Government? Definitely not the government. Why would he go there? Police station? He wouldn't go there.

"Where do you think he would go?" Black asked.

"I'm trying to think."

"Docks?"

"No."

"Any place that works for the government?"

"That's a definite no." You walked back to the car. "Let's just drive around to see if- ah!"

"Are you okay?" Black asked.

"I think I know where he is!" You exclaimed.

"Where?"

"We have to go to Cuba."

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You pulled up next to the Cuban bar that you, James, and Nomi had gone to. Where you had met Ash after years and years.

"Here?" Black asked.

"Yes." You said. He followed you into the bar. The flashing lights hurt your head. "Be careful Black." You said. Black grabbed your arm. You looked back at him.

"One, call me Jacob, two, I'll be fine."

"Okay, Jacob, just stay close. He could actually be here." Jacob let go of your arm.

"I will. 008." You swallowed and led him through the crowd. Everyone suddenly moved toward a place. You followed them.

"Are you sure about this y/n?" Jacob asked.

"Yes." You said. The crowd stopped. There was a stage. A man was standing on it.

"Thank you for coming. I know you are all Specter." Jacob stiffened behind you. "We have a proposal for all of you. Will you join the man who ended Specter? People have done it." There were shouts.

"Why would we join him?" Someone yelled. There was cheering.

"He almost brought down 007." The cheering stopped. "Will you join him?" There were yes's.

"Oh god." You said, "What did we just walk into?"

"I don't know." Jacob said. "He's here. I can feel it."

"We have to find him." You said.

"You go." Jacob told you. "I'll stay here." You nodded and quietly moved through the crowd. You creeped through the bar to the back of the stage. You peeked into a tiny room. A few people stood in it. One of them was Safin. You inhaled sharply. He's here!

"Are they agreeing?" Safin asked.

"Yes." A man said.

"Good. We need more people to attack MI6." Safin said. "They have three of us."

"Three? Which one's?"

"Cyclops. Logan Ash. And y/n y/l/n." Safin didn't say your real last name. Why wouldn't he? "MI6 has corrupted y/n's mind. We need to get her without killing her. Even if she kills some of us." The people in the room nodded. "Kill as many MI6 agents as possible." Safin ordered. "We need to impact MI6." Your foot slipped and made a loud sound. You hid.

"What was that?" Someone asked.

"I don't know. Check it out." Safin ordered. Footsteps came closer to the door. You slipped into the shadows and gripped your gun. Someone looked out of the door and glanced around. Thankfully he didn't see you.

"It's nothing." He said in a gruff voice. His head disappeared. You let out the breath you didn't know you had been holding. You looked into the room. The noise had stopped. You creeped back to the bar and found Jacob.

"Did you find him?" He asked.

"Yes." you said. "He's planning to strike MI6. He's going to try and get Ash and Cyclops. And someone else."

"Who?"

"I don't know." You lied. "They didn't mention their name." Jacob grabbed your hand and pulled you outside.

"We have to tell M!" He said, pulling out his phone. He dialed M's number and healed the phone up to his ear. "We found Safin." He said. "He's planning to get at MI6 and get three people. Ash, Cyclops, and someone else. We don't know who it is." You don't know who it is. You thought. But I do. It's his daughter. It's me.