We entered a huge room with about fifteen guys and girls sitting scattered across the room. I've never been on this side of the building and it's a sight to behold. One side contains a coffee station with snacks, different types of coffee pods, bean bags, couches, and a huge fridge with all kinds of drinks on the side. The rest of the room was filled with desks with multiple screens and people sitting Infront of them typing away.
Obviously, all eyes were on us as soon as we entered this fortress. From all the faces, I only recognized Max's, who spotted us and immediately walked over giving me a hug. Max has become a little more talkative and friendly with me. It seems he first wants to get to know and trust people better, before taking the initiative to be the first person to start communicating with them.
After the greetings were over, everyone continued with what they were doing before we entered.
"Any update?" Domenico questioned Max, jumping straight to the point, as he pointed me to an open seat. I didn't decline and sat, eager to hear who the people were that chased us.
"Whoever they were, had fake plates and can't be traced, but the team is on their way back from the crash site after gathering evidence before the police could arrive. They are on their way here" Max says.
"They just notified me that there were three guys in the one car and two in the second vehicle. The two from the second vehicle are still alive and they have captured them, but the three from the other car is deceased. The impact of the crash took them out" Luca explained, while typing vigorously on his phone.
I could hear thumping in my ears and it felt like my heart was beating a hundred miles per hour. Cold sweat on my forehead as my mind processes the gravity of what I did. I actually took the lives of living beings. Did they have family and children?
Obviously, and I was the cause of taking them away from their families. I was to trigger happy and didn't think of the repercussions of my actions. I should have stayed put as Domenico warned.
I zoned out of their conversation for a minute or two. Everyone's focus was luckily not on me, but at the situation at hand. Trying to figure out who want's us dead. My attention was drawn back to their conversation when Luca asked Max to check the cameras on the car we were driving.
"Max, can you log into the cameras around the car. Maybe someone will recognize or catch something about them" he said, as both him and Domenico took in empty seats and diverted their attention to the big screen in the room.
Max walked over to his desk and started typing a few keys then the video footage of the chase came on the big screen.
I watched everything unfold and it was as I said. They followed us for some time before we noticed them. Everything that happened could be seen through the footage, giving the same version of events Domenico probably told them when I zoned out.
"Did you shoot back at them?" Luca asked amazed, looking at me with a smirk on his face.
I just nodded and looked down to the ground and nausea engulfed my senses. I immediately got up and made my way to the bathroom. I could hear someone following me, but I didn't feel like turning around to see who it was. I walked down a hallway and reach the bathroom, but before entering I feel a hand on my shoulder stopping me before I could enter.
"Are you ok?" Domenico asked, concerned.
I just nodded without looking at him and entered the bathroom stall. It felt like my guts were coming out as I vomited all the lovely food up that I ate at my in-laws.
"Baby, can I come in?" I heard Domenico ask, but I give no response because I was unable to. It went from vomiting to gagging then to dry-heaving. I flushed after a while, when I felt a little better and got up from the floor and rinsed my mouth.
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