Dark roots

Chapter 28

Leaving the kitchen, I sneaked into the basement to go talk to the terrorist. Thinking I will be able to quickly go in, ask some questions and get out before anybody noticed I was there.

I moved down the steps, a coldness brushed against my skin. The smell of dried up blood filled my nostrils. I had to walk past a few cells before I came to the one that held the terrorist, having to ignore the whistles and nasty comments from the others prisoners.

I came to a stop when I stood in front of his cell. He was faced away from me, towards the back wall. My heart was racing in my chest and I started to doubt my own stupid decisions.

"To what do I owe the pleasure?" He said, slowly turning around so he could face me.

"Lets cut the crap, who are you?" A sinister smile creeped up his face but he remained quiet. "How do you know my name? Did somebody send you?"

"So many questions, you must be going insane." He said with a chuckle.

"Right if you're not going to talk, I'm leaving." To prove that I meant it, I turned around and took a step towards the door only for him to call after me. Now it was my time to smile.

"Wait," He let out a deep sigh. "You know, your dad was hurt that you didn't respond to his messages so he send me to deliver a message."

I knew it, the alarming feeling I got when I first saw him was because my dad sent him. I felt a small panic attack rise when I he confirmed that he was somehow linked to my dad. The man I'm trying so hard to hide from, the only thing that calms my emotions down is the fact that he was still locked up in prison.

"What's the message?" I said hardly above a whisper, the clump that formed in my throat made it impossible to speak.

"He wants me to set up a meeting, something about wanting to see his only daughter."

"So you decided to walk into an airport to shoot innocent people, only to get caught and brought in here, all to tell me he wants to meet me?"

"Well the shooting was for fun, I figured I could hit two birds with one stone."

"Fun? Killing innocent people is fun?" I couldn't believe my ears, the man had shot random people, even children and he showed no remorse for his actions. "Who are you?"

"I'm part of a Russian organization that is hellbent on restoring Russia to its glory. You'll know soon enough."

Before I could ask more questions, I heard footsteps approaching. There was no way to hide, I'm about to get caught.

Looking over my shoulder, I saw Price walking down the stairs followed by Simon. I almost saw steam coming out of his ears and I knew I was in for a lot of trouble.

"Ashley what are you doing here? I told you to stay away and you went behind my back and did it anyway?"

"This doesn't concern you Price, he knew my name and I deserved to know who he is." I don't know where this new found bravery came from, but having just talked to this terrorist had made my blood boil.

"It does concern me, I'm responsible for you as long as you're in my base. This is a restricted area and you're not allowed in here." Anger radiated off of him, I get that he didn't like me being here but the man is behind bars and wouldn't be able to get to me. It's not like I'm committing a crime.

Without saying another word, I shook my head and walked past him, up the stairs and away from them. I heard the Russian man yell from behind me to watch my back, but I ignored him. I was angry and I'm not sure if it's because Price acted like I was some criminal or because I learned that my dad knew exactly where I am. Let's just say I was having the worst day in a long while.