The huntress' squad [ON HOLD]

Deal with the devil himself

Angel's pov:

I couldn't believe my eyes. The whole room was decorated with pictures.

Pictures of me. 

It looked as if my every move was in this room.

I walked further in and scanned the walls.

There were pictures of me eating, sleeping, training, and all other daily habits.

Some were taken from a far distance, while others were taken inside my motel rooms or house.

My eyes fell on some certaine pictures of me showering. And yes, you could clearly see my naked body.

That's just sick.

Why would you take pictures of that?!

I totally forgot that Seth was with me until I heard him call my name.

"Angel, you would definitely like to see this."

I immediately turned around and walked over to where he was standing. His left hand under his chin while intensly looking at the pictures in front of him. He looked deep in thoughts.

"It's a whole network of your kills and information about those. Looks like you have a stalker." He said the last part sarcatically.

I glared at him and scanned huge the spider-web in front of us.

The web started with my first kill; the vampire that killed my parents, and ended with the business man, my last kill. I didn't even know I killed this many.

Every kill was neatly presented with a red dot and all the requiring information.

"Take pictures of everything and meet me outside." I said while walking out of the room. It became too much for me to be in that room.

My face met the cold wind once outside. Leaning against my motor Ace spoke up in my head.

"Our mate does know a lot about us, doesn't he?"

"He doesn't know anything. He may know how we work and where we are, but he knows nothing about us."

My phone buzzed in my pocket so I took it out and saw a message of Jack.
Opening the message, I read what I expected. Stephen wasn't releasing any information about the girls or his boss.

"I'm done-What do you have?" Seth appeared from the now closed door.

"Stephan is as quiet as a dead chicken. We have to go back and see for ourselves." I replied while climbing on my motor.

He nodded and climbed on my motor behind me, again holding my waist. His warm arms around my waist giving me a weird but safe feeling while driving.

°°°°

There he was. Sitting not even 5 metres away from me in the interrogation room. Dim light scanning his hair and face. His hands were cuffed under the silver table. Aiden and Jack were asking questions, but to no avail. Stephan wouldn't speak. 

We arrived about 15 minutes earlier and immediately came this way. To the interrogation rooms.

Suddenly I felt eyes looking at me. 

It were Stephan's. His blue eyes were staring into my green ones with an unrecognisable emotion.

I tilted my head a little to the right and indeed he was looking at me, which couldn't, because I was standing behind the black one-sided glass. 

I turned to look at Seth, making sure he saw it too and that I wasn't imagining it. 

I obviously wasn't. "Why is he looking at you? He shouldn't be able to look through." He asked me.