Twisted Fixation

『 Chapter 44 』

Contrary to the clothes she wore when she was still a mercenary for SGA, What Yuri wears now is just ordinary, casual clothes, as if she's just going for a normal stroll in the mall. A black shirt that she covered with a jacket, paired with jeans and sneakers, unlike the tactical gear and combat boots she wears before when she is out on a mission.

Wearing a baseball cap and a face mask, Yuri went to Valentin's room, where the others were waiting for her. Previously, she felt nothing, especially since she was confident that her previous missions were executed flawlessly. However, this time was different, as this mission is more of a personal matter. It involves someone she cares deeply about, and the stakes are higher than ever before. She can't help but feel a mix of determination and anxiety as she thinks that the opportunity is now or never.

She took a deep breath, reminding herself of the importance of staying focused and composed, before she turned the corner and entered Valentin's room. The first one to see her was Giancarlo, who was looking at her quietly.

"You look like a teenager in those clothes," Valentin said as he raised an eyebrow and smirked. "But I guess it suits you," he added, and that's when she noticed that he was holding a syringe filled with a clear liquid. Her heart skipped a beat, seeing that the needle was thick compared to the normal ones she saw in hospitals.

Valentin seems to notice her reaction. "Well, I could not tell your pain tolerance for such a thing, but I guess yes, it would hurt a little since it's going to be injected on your skin and not directly into a vein."

She just shrugged her shoulders at that and positioned her arm for the injection.

"You need to sit down and stay still. Whatever happens, do not move your arm. Do we have a deal, Yuri?"

"I will hold her down," Giancarlo said, and he walked towards her, holding her arm so gently that he even gave it a kiss.

They watched as Valentin assembled the syringe with the tracker and a small dose of anesthesia. He carefully inserted the needle into Yuri's skin, ensuring it was at the correct angle for optimal tracking accuracy. As Valentin pressed the plunger, Yuri felt a slight pinch, followed by a numbing sensation spreading through her arm. She clenched her fist, determined to stay still and fulfill her end of the deal.

"You are doing a great job, Signorina," Giancarlo whispered in Yuri's ear, his voice filled with admiration.

"Just hang in there for a moment. I need to make sure that it's working," Valentin said, opening his laptop to access the tracking software. He carefully examined the data on the screen, analyzing whether the tracker was active.

Satisfied with the results, Valentin nodded and closed his laptop, a confident smile spreading across his face. "We are good to go."

Yuri couldn't help but feel a surge of relief wash over her. When she looked at the spot where Valentin plunged the tracker, it had already started to turn purple. Her arm feels a little heavy, but nonetheless, she could move it without any difficulty.

"Favio, where is it?" Giancarlo suddenly said, looking at Favio, who bowed and went out of the room. When he returned, Yuri saw him holding a pistol with a silencer attached to the barrel.

"Despite our preparations, I still want to make sure that not a part of you would be harmed. Use that if you cannot really find a way out," Giancarlo said, giving her the gun.

She smiled weakly, accepting the weapon, and put it in the pocket inside her jacket, although she wished that things would not come to the point that she needed to use it.

"And make sure you do not lose this," Giancarlo said, attaching a small microphone to the zipper part of her jacket.

"It's connected to our communication system, so we can hear the conversation around you," he added.