Teenage Assassin

Chapter Forty-Five

I looked over and saw Patrick, David, Scott and Mika walk out of the room. I swallowed hard and Patrick came up to me. "He's all yours. Are you sure you don't want me in there with you when you do this?" I nodded.

"Yeah, I'm sure." Patrick nodded, and got out of my way. I walked in and closed the door behind me. John looked up at me with sorrow in his eyes.

"Skylar." John sighed. I sighed also and walked in front of him.

"Why didn't you tell me that Mika was your dad?" I asked quietly.

"I told you, I thought you were going to kill me if I told you." I closed my eyes and swallowed hard.

"I need to question you. Then you're being sent back to California for more questioning, then sentencing. You're probably getting death penalty for terrorist crimes." John nodded.

"I understand." I nodded also.

"Good." I walked over and grabbed a chair from one side of the room, where David was sitting while watching Mika. I put it in front of John and sat down, where the back on the chair was against my stomach. "What is Mika planing to do with the Princess?" John shrugged.

"It's not what Mika wants to do, he's not the brains. It's someone else, a couple, actually." John confessed.

"What do you mean, 'a couple'?" I asked.

"A girl and a boy; dating." John explained. I nodded.

"Okay, what's their names?" I asked.

Damn, this is going to be easy.

"I'm not going to tell you." John snapped. I shot him a confused look.

"Excuse me?" I asked. He got closer to my face.

"Yes, Skylar. I really like you, I really do. But I'm not going to rat out my crew." I nodded and stood up.

"John, if you tell me who they are, I won't send you back." I stated. Then I looked at him as he looked up at me sadly. "But if you hold back, I'll send you to California. Where people with colder hearts than me will question you, then, they'll send you back to Russia for sentencing, and what do you think they will do you after they figure out what you did, John." I explained. He swallowed hard, blinked, then started to speak.

"Do your worst. I won't tell you who they are."

"John, did they threaten you?" I asked. He looked away. I walked up to him and grabbed his face with both my hands and made him look at me. I was only about five inches away from his face. "Answer me."

"I'm still not going to rat them out." John whispered. I sighed and sat down next to him, letting go of his face. I ran my hand through my hair. I looked at him and sighed.

"John, I can help you."

"I don't want help." John snapped.

"Then I have to send you to Cali." I whispered. He looked at me.

"Skylar, you wouldn't."

"You're holding out, John. That means you don't trust me." I explained.

"I can't trust an assassin." I paused.

I am an assassin. Why would anyone trust me. Hell,

I don't even trust myself.