Hunter-Hunted

Chapter 11: Ghosts from the Past

"Where are you?" Freen breathed heavily through the phone as she paced through her office, back and forth, back and forth, clearly in a panicked state."

"Why? You know I'm never far." Came the voice on the other end of the line.

"Well get your ass over here. We have a problem." Freen snapped and ended the call before she said something she shouldn't.

A knock on her door alerted her to one of her officers wishing to enter and she called out her permission. Kirk carefully opened the door and peered inside wearily, knowing that he had to be extra careful around his boss at the moment. "Could you find anything? Any news from Sam?" Freen looked both pleadingly and furiously at Kirk while leaning onto her desk with both hands, her nerves not permitting her to sit down.

Kirk slowly shook his head, afraid of what was to come next. "Sam is gone. I can't find any trace of her. I'm sorry Fre..."

"Fuckit Kirk!" Freen shut him down in anger, one fist hitting her desk to emphasize her displeasure. "She took Mon and disappeared, right? I'll fucking kill her with my own bare hands!"

Kirk winced at Freen's response and rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "I'm sure there's a good explanation for what she did. We'll keep looking."

"You fucking better!" Freen spat at her officer and waved him out of her office.

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Mon held tightly onto Sam's waist, seated on the back of Sam's bike as they sped down the highway, Bangkok already small in the distance. Sam hadn't said much when she whisked Mon away from the compound in secret, only explaining that it was urgent that they get out of town. Mon was weary at first, thinking that if there was trouble approaching that she had to be by the side of her friends, or even at Freen's side, but Sam didn't give her the opportunity to tell anyone what was happening. Sam had pleaded with Mon to just trust her, and Mon did.

Eventually, what seemed like a drive that took forever, they arrived at a small home tucked away deep in the wilderness of the Thai landscape. The home was clearly lived in as it seemed tidy and well taken care of, plants decorating the front porch while a swinging bench sat between them. Sam parked her bike on the gravel that sat to the side of a small green lawn peppered with small wild flowers. After parking her bike, Sam carefully climbed down before practically picking Mon up from the backseat and putting her down carefully.

They both removed their helmets and Mon took a look around as Sam lead her by hand up the stone pathway. Upon entering Mon could feel this was a home as she scanned the room. A fireplace with a coffee table and soft grey couch sat to her left, while to her right was a small open kitchen, just big enough to comfortably cook meals in and seat two people at the counter that was closest to the living area. To the side of the kitchen was a door and Mon assumed it lead to the bedroom and bathroom. The curtains around the home were pulled shut, but were an immaculate white white colour.

"Sam, where are we? This place is really nice." Mon said as she finally shifted her gaze from the living room to the other woman who was in the kitchen, putting the kettle on.

Sam looked over her shoulder and smiled finally, feeling like she could relax a bit. "It's an old friend's place. No one knows about it, not even Kirk. She was smart enough to leave the gang life before me and moved out here. She travels a lot, so she lets me use it from time to time."

Waiting for the water to boil, the archer moved towards the door by the side of the kitchen and lead Mon through to have a look. To the left of the short hallway was a small bathroom with a tub, while at the end there was a bedroom with one double bed inside, along with a wardrobe.