Dangerous Deception

Ch. 23: Her Escape

        "What happened?" Ava asked as I crawled out, clutching my side. They rushed towards me.

        "Where is she?" Mark asked. I groaned as they helped me up.

        "She escaped," I answered. He entered the room, then came out.

        "Wh...How?" Cole asked.

        "Through the back door," Mark answered.

        "There's a back door?" Ava asked. He rubbed his neck.

        "I probably forgot to mention that. It was built incase of an emergency escape," he told.

        "So she's gone now," Ava sighed, "I should've stayed back,"

        I limped to the living room and sat down. "It's not your fault," I said.

        "Yeah, it's yours. You told us to leave," Cole said. Okay I didn't expect that.

        "Alright how 'bout we don't blame anyone and just find a solution," I said. He plopped down on the next sofa.

        "I made a call to Amanda, while you were in there," Mark said looking at me.

        "You what?!" I asked.

        "Relax, she's on our side," he said, sitting on the arm rest of the chair Cole sat on. "I asked her to find the name of the person who was in charge of Cole's parents case."

        "And?"

        "It was an ex agent named Jerry Carter. Turns out he resigned a week after the case was closed. No one has seen him since," he said looking at me.

        "He must be our guy," Ava said.

        "Kayla can I have a word?" He asked suddenly, looking at me. I knew he figured something out.

        "Sure," I said and stood up, following him to one of the rooms.

        He locked the door and sighed, "You let her escape, didn't you?"

        "I don't know what you're talking about," I denied. He stepped closer.

        "The Kayla I know wouldn't just sit back while she's on the run," he said, "also you looked awfully calm,"

        "Maybe it's because I couldn't chase her?" I said referring my injured legs. He scoffed.

        "We both know that doesn't stop you. Hell you can even tackle a bear in this condition," he said.

        "I'm flattered," I smiled.

        "Kayla..."

        "Fine," I sat down on the chair there. This is the second time I was dragged into a room. "You're right, I let her escape,"

        He crossed his arms, "I know."

       I rolled my eyes at his cockiness, "But I made her think it wasn't on purpose,"

        "What's your plan?" He asked. I smirked.

He knows me too well.

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*Flashback*

        "What are you doing?"

        "Playing along," I said and uncuffed her. She held her wrist, still looking at me.

        "I trust you won't try to escape," I said and brought the chair to sit beside her.

        "That depends," she said, looking amused.