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3.10 Revelation

-I changed Mr. Bentley's age, now he is 33 years old. It fits better because of the amount of girls he has .... Read on, loves!!-

"Stay here," Mr. Bentley demanded. He left me alone in the bedroom.

I did not know what shocked me the most. The fact that he had a secret room with suspicious utensils, or that a stranger had opened the door of that room.

I heard muffled noises from outside. Mr. Bentley was talking on the phone. I could not hear everything because he changed his volume constantly.

"Somebody was in here..."

"I have no f.ucking clue..."

"She is terrified..." Mr. Bentley, I was more than terrified.

"Saw the room..."

"I have no choice..."

"You promised..."

"A deal is a deal we can't back down..." What kind of deal was he talking about?

There was another person who knew about this. Mr. Bentley was not doing this on his own.

"I have to be quick..."

"And then I am out of here..."

After that there was silence.

I sat down on the mattress to make it look like I was not listening.

Just like I expected it, Mr. Bentley entered the room. He closed the door behind him.

He stepped away from the door and said, "I have to tell you something."

Finally.

"First, I do not know who broke in. It does not look good that somebody else knows about this, and that means I have to act fast. My partner will contact the others..." That slipped out. "He will contact those who know about this house and we will see if they have something to do with this. I doubt it. It is somebody else. These girls would never do this..."

He needed to tell me now. I could not wait any longer.

"Now to the most important thing... Promise me that you will only listen. Do not jump to conclusions. Just listen. You have wanted this information for a long time. I will give it to you, just stay calm, alright?" he uttered desperately.

I just wanted the information, so I nodded and said, "I promise."

"You have asked me about who I am and what I do. You know who I am and now I am going to tell you everything else." He sighed. "I am a cosmetic surgeon. Right after I got my degree, a powerful man offered me an illegal job. He said he had been watching me and that he noticed I was anti-agency. I took the job. It included faking my death in order to disappear from the face of the earth."

A plastic surgeon?!??!!??!!!?

"That man set me up here, creating this space for our special cause. It took a long time, but everything was in its place when I arrived. He told the men who built this that it was some sort of hunting cabin. It was not long until he found me my first job. I had to change my appearance. I died my hair, started wearing contact linses, stopped working out... The change was not big, but it was not like I was famous and everybody knew me.
I walked into the agency with the codes that I had been provided with from my boss. When I asked him whether they had cameras, he said they would be turned off for a short period, so that I could get in and get out.
I took my first girl. The agency thought she escaped on her own.
I brought her here, and I waited for a few weeks until I told her everything..." He stopped.

"What is it?" I asked him. My heart was beating fast. I needed to know about what happened to the girl.

"It is difficult to tell you the truth."

"Just do it. I need to know," I pleaded.

"I take girls from the agency, I let them have cosmetic surgeries in order to change their appearance completely and then I take them to the person who asked for the release. Most of the time it is a long lost family member from the other side," he explained.

I was left speechless. I needed time to process the truth. It was a mad truth.

It was dangerous. Illegal. Crazy.

Who had thought of such a thing?

"Who asked for me to be saved?" I asked, yelping.

"Your brother Liam."

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