Dauntless

The Uncovering

Tris POV

Peter holds me at arms length, a smirk plastered on that ugly face of his.

"Are you ready to see how cool I am? When I show you what I do for a living, you won't be able to keep your hands off me babe." He does know he's talking out loud right?

I just smile and say "I don't doubt it" 

And just for future reference, the term 'babe' is completely ruined for me.

He takes my hand as we walk out to his car, and when we get in I almost throw up.

I cannot describe the smell, it's awful. But I just smile and bat my eyelashes like nothing is bothering me.

God sometimes being a natural blonde is a blessing, but right now it's a,curse.

I pressed the button on my dummy phone that tells the 'gang' as they call themselves to tail us.

He keeps one of his hand high on my thigh the entire drive, and I have to fight the urge to break it in half.

Sometimes I REALLY hate my job.

When we finally pull in we are at the edge of the city and there is a large building off to the side, possibly a warehouse.

It's almost midnight and I'm starting to become grateful to know I have some sort of escape of I need one.

"Common babe, a deal is a deal. And when we're done here, we can head back to my place" he winks.

Yeah, cause I'm going back there.

"Can't wait" I giggle

I hate giggling, but I need him to think of me as some oblivious blonde.

He leads me out beside the warehouse and there are guys loading trucks, I press the button on my phone that will start recording everything.

"Hey boys!" Peter shouts, pulling me by the hands toward the worst America has to offer.

"Hey Peter! See you brought a toy" they all laugh and I hear a couple whistles.

OH HE DID NOT JUST.

I swear if I weren't under cover I could use one of the 100 ways I can think of off the top of my head to permanently paralyze him.

Let's see how he enjoys 'toys' after I do that.

And as if I couldn't be more tuned off my Peter.

"Yeah, she's going to be a fun one to play with"

Mostly it's taking all of the strength I have to hide my pure and utter hatred.

It somewhat occurs to me that the 'gang' can hear everything they are saying.

God if they say anything to ANYONE they will be the dead ones.

I realize I'm feeling very murderous right now, but common! Do you see the situation I'm in?

It's been less than fifteen minute and I feel like I've been here for hours, this can't end soon enough.

After a while of back an forth conversation between Peter and these guys, while I pretend they are not talking about me like I'm a prize to be won, or a thing to be owned.

He diapers with the guys, telling me to wait here.

He left me alone past midnight beside a creepy looking warehouse.

Way to impress a girl. No wonder he doesn't have a girlfriend.

After about what I'd calculate to be 20 minutes of me waiting, he finally comes back, with some weird vial in his hand.

It has dark orange liquid in it, and I can't help but shiver a bit at the sight.

Poison? Drugs? God knows what else it could be.

He holds it up infront of my face, using his index finger and his thumb to hold it.

"This, my dear is what I do" he smirks

"What is it?" I ask while twirling my hair, looking up at him through my eyelashes.

"This my dear, is a simulation serum" he inches closer to me.

"And what does that do?" I whisper as he comes close enough for me to put my hands on his chest.

"It's just some fancy form of mind control. Imagine, entire army's who aren't afraid? They would act so quickly they would be unstoppable" his arms wrap around my waist. And he brings his head down beside my ear and whispers.

"And I'm in charge of the every shipment" 

Mind control? The casualties would be catastrophic, they would be so robotic they wouldn't care about the innocent people in the wars, they wouldn't care.

America wouldn't buy this, it would be against freedom rights. 

But I can't say the same about every country.

This is freaky, and he thought this would turn me on? Consider me officially turned off thank you very much.

I'm so deep in thought I barley register that he is kissing my neck.

I press the button on my dummy phone.

I got the information I needed. Now I just need to get away from this disgusting man who now holds a death grip on my waist.

Tobias POV

"Man she's good" Zeke says, while we listen to everything, and let me just say, she is playing him like a violin.

"Yeah" I nod "she is"

And then it all unfolds and we are left there sitting in astonishment.

Mind control, you have got to be kidding me.

"This girl single handedly did what we've been trying to do for months in lest than two weeks" Lynn whines

"Max did say he was sending in the best" Uriah comments 

That's when we hear it, that little beeping noise.

The signal to get her out of there.

We were so astonished that we hadn't paid attention to what was going on.

Zeke took off driving the van at high speed.

We all jerked around in the car for five minutes before we came to a screeching stop.

But when we got there, Six and Peter were no where to be seen.