SPAC3

chapter 1

 Okay here’s the first OFFICIAL FIRST CHAPTER of the story! I hope you didn’t have to wait long but I hope you enjoy it! Still looking for name ideas so remember to comment down below on what names I should use! XXX – Rose

Part 1 (different perspective from the prologue)

I felt a sharp pain in my left arm; I couldn’t remember where I was. Maybe in France, I don’t know. These days I wake up a different place then I fall asleep in. I have no memory of what happened before this. The room was dark; I didn’t need to open my eyes to see that. In the air there was a strange smell, a mixture of dirt and another smell I couldn’t quite put my finger on. The temperature in the room was quite cool, surprising for this time of the year. I tried to raise my arms to scratch my eyes but they wouldn’t move. That’s funny, my arms usually move when I’m able to move then. I was still a little drowsy after waking up. I slowly opened my eyes. I was in some hotel room. There were ropes tied around my arms and legs. That explained the fact that I couldn’t move my arms. But still didn’t explain the pain in my left arm. I heard laughing coming from the bathroom.

“I got the girl right here, still unconscious. Who knew it was this easy to get the paintings away from her?” the voice said. He seemed to be talking to somebody, maybe on the phone. He switched on the lights in the room and went back into the bathroom.

“Ya it’s here the paintings you asked for, and I did just what you asked! Let her steal It then then steal it from her! World’s youngest master thief! Ha!” his laughing grew louder.

Now I remember what I was doing! Following the commands my client gave me! And that guy was trying to get me all night! I checked the clock on the wall. 4:30 AM. Oh crap! I have to get these paintings to him at 8:00AM and this bastard ruined my time table! Oh Jack must be wondering where I am! I haven’t contacted him in a while. And I was in a middle of a status report when I was kidnapped. I moved my hands around to see if I could move my hands and untie myself, but no luck. Great! Usually these kinds of people are horrible at tying me up. Ugh what am I supposed to do?

 I have an idea! I remembered I had a knife in my back pocket. I tried reaching for it and I managed to get it. Got it! Now all I have to do is cut the ropes and get the paintings to my client on time and I have 3 hours to do it. I better move quickly.

 The quality of the ropes must have been bad. One slice and they fell apart. I placed the knife back into my pocket and slowly stood up making as minimal sound as possible. Just in case I sent a signal to jack to tell him where I am and that I needed help. I man in the bathroom started to sing. Must be taking a shower, and that is the worst voice I’ve heard in my life. I shook my head.

I tried to take one step when I heard the floor creak. Stupid cheap hotel, I wouldn’t be surprised if the ceiling fell on my right now. The singing abruptly stopped and the door handle turned. And the man stepped out of the door. To my surprise he was not taking a shower but just singing to himself in the bathroom. The second he saw me untied his eyes widened. He looked like he was in his mid-forties and boy did he need a haircut

“You, How did you get out!?” he asked slowly coming forward.

I didn’t give him answer and ran towards him, raised my fist in attempt to punch him in the face. But he must have been better trained then I thought because right before I could he swiftly got my arm and flung me to the other side of the room. I landed on my right arm increasing the pain that I already had. I stood up as quick as possible to show him I wasn't weak.

He had a sly smile on his face. It was strange to see him smiling but no worries I was trained for people like him. 

This time it was him that came running to me. He had an object in his hand, a knife. Two can play at that game I thought so I reached into my pocket and got my knife out as well.

Though he had strength he wasn't good at his control. Just as I was about to Stab the knife into his arm I heard a shooting noise from behind the guy and he fell straight cold to the floor. It was Jack.

"You seriously had to come when I was about to kill that bastard?!" I said as I dropped my knife to the floor.

"Hi nice to see you too, Oh and I was just saving your ass again. And happened to you?" He asked a little annoyed. I rolled my eyes. This hasn’t been the first time he saved her when she was in a bad position. Every now and then he teased her about it.

“I must have let my guard down. And then poof here I was woken up in the middle of a hotel room.” I said as I walked over to the paintings

.”See this is the problem with you. You keep letting your guard down! And I tell you every time the same thing!” jack replied throwing his hands up. I and he have been partners for 3 years now. He knows almost everything about me and it’s the same for him. He is 2 years older than me. Making him 18.

“Your mother must be getting worried by now.” He said as his facial expressions softened. The only time his eyes are other than stone cold brown is when he talks about my family. I tried to avoid his stare but I can’t help staring back. He knows I’m weak when it comes to my family. His brown hair was wet; this was the first time all night I realized that. It must be raining outside. This explains the temperature drop.

“I know, but you know I have to do this and there’s is no way she can find out!” I say turning back to lift up the paintings. Jack comes over to help me carry them.

“You know you look nothing like your mother.” I could tell he was trying to change topic. But he was right I looked nothing like my mother. She has jet black hair while I had caramel hair and her eyes were blue and mine were hazel.

“What’s your point?” I say lifting the paintings up.

“My point is no matter how hard you try to avoid it you just cant. You look just like him.” Only he could say that to me with a straight face. Everybody just tries to skip around the subject but he just gets straight to the point.

“I know but there’s nothing I could do now so I can if I wanted to. There better be a plane waiting for us out side.” He smiled at me.

“Of course there is my little Izz.” We started heading for the door. We had two hours to get to the client or we lose this deal and most importantly the money.

Okay WOW that was a LONGGGG CHAPTER but i introduced 2 new characters! YAY! hope you like them! remember still looking for names for other characters. like seriously im desperate right now! but trust me this chapter will help you understand the next one so i hope you read this carefully! Untill next time see you soon! - Rose