Liz's P.O.V
We had just entered the house.
"Can you explain that?"Sebastian said as he grabbed my arm and led me to the elevator.
Marco and Chase behind us.
"If James can kill Matt,he can kill Linda,without a thought.It was a pact between us to protect the other and their loved ones in case anything happened."I said as I shrugged.
The lift was already going down.A soothing tune playing as if we were in a hotel.
Sebastian had pushed open a screen on the panel for the floors and entered his fingerprint and the lift had started descending.
It came to a halt with a jerk.
If you asked me where we were,this is was not two or even three floors down in parking,it was atleast eight floors down.
It was impressive.
The doors opened to a lobby almost like how it was in the house but then I was led to this white room with a mirror and suddenly left alone.
It was a two-way mirror.It was just like an interrogation room at a police station but colder.
It was quiet.Nobody said anything.I found that strange.I sat up on the table and stared at the mirror.
I looked the same just in a black dress and a hella tired face.
I got up and got closer and touched the glass looking at my eyes.Brown and boring and just empty.
No anger,no nervousness,no grief nothing.
Just plain and dull.
"It's kevlar.Of course.That is why you have kept the table and the chair."I almost whispered to myself.
"That is an excellent observation."A voice boomed.
"Speakers.Nice touch.Dominating.This is psychology 101."I said as I cockily smirked in the mirror.
Suddenly,the door was open and there was Sebastian with a file in his hands.
"Gotta appreciate the room,man.We never had one of these."I said smirking as I sat up on the table again.
He just rolled his eyes and pulled up the chair to sit.
"By all means,make yourself comfortable."I said crossing my legs to give him space.
"You're not really a ghost,are you?"He said smirking.
I just smirked right back.
Let him say anything he wants to.It's his job to check you out.
"But then again,I had to pull in hell of a lot favours to get this.Almost involving a few countries,if I may say."He said as he circled the file.
"I'm a hard person to find."I said as I smirked at him.
"Oh that you are,Miss Anastasia Steele."He said winking.
"So you know my real name,big deal."I said shrugging.
"I know a lot more,Anya.But I have integrity and a little bit of respect for how you do your job so I thought that you will explain things best or you don't get out."He said getting up and went to the mirror and crossed his arms.
"Don't call me that."I said hissing,closing my eyes.A picture flashed before my eyes.There was blood everywhere.Suddenly,it disappeared.
"Touched a nerve there,sweetheart?"He said in a mocking voice.
"It's Elizabeth."I said as I regained my composure and tried to ignore the growing headache.
YOU ARE READING
Revealed
Teen FictionThis is a story about gangs. Recently sworn arch-rivals.A baiter known nation-wide as The Ghost.She is hardly seen and when she is,let's just say that those people don't see light of day.Not again. But is she who she thinks she is?Is she who anyone...
