Defiance | Book 1 [EXTENDED]

CHAPTER 39

I walked over to the useless sink and looked up into the mirror, revealing the large purple bruise that was displayed on my pale, scared, face. It was one in the morning and I felt myself shut down.

The lab, again. Eve took out the serum and injected me immediately making me wince. I looked out the window for Max but he was nowhere. The usual played on, she pep talked me and Max still wasn't present but the dream ended abruptly when I heard someone knock on my door,

"Come in!"

"Hey, Alex, we're having a meeting. Woah, what happened?" Logan says seeing the bruise,

I quickly covered it with my hair and got up, "Oh, nothing...I...I just accidentally, uh, hit my face on something,"

"With what? A rolling pin?" I laughed,

"No, with something, I can't remember, it was late at night and t was dark and I hit it and... forget it, I'm coming" I say pulling on my sweatshirt. 

He left as I looked at the bruise in the mirror. It was huge and dark and hard to cover up, but I managed to let my hair fall over it partially and it was barely noticeable. I pulled on my navy blue cap, trying to draw the attention away from my face. I had to got to each meeting it was mandatory, it could be important especially since the whole team was going. I didn't want them to see me like this, especially not Max, he would kill Michael. I didn't care about that assholes life, but the fact that Max could get kicked out made me realize the consequences.

I went down to the hall, where everyone was chattering, waiting for Bek to make his announcement. I sat somewhere in the middle, trying to blend in. No one seemed to notice except for that one person. Max. Even Michael was too occupied to notice. He had out his alcohol canister, as he spoke to Rodriguez. But Max, out of all people. 

Bek walked in and everyone sat, "Morning. I called everyone down today because I have decided to make a change to the plans," he said standing at the small wooden podium at the front. Everyone started muttering amongst each other, a look of concern on their faces. 

"Quiet! Now as you know, the initial plan was to assassinate Craig on sight, but now, I need him alive"

"Why?" I questioned, before realizing the attention I drew to myself, but everyone just looked back at Bek, 

"Because if he was capable of making this 'virus' he could help with a cure"

"But what is the attack strategy? We are outnumbered by thousands and the White House is probably heavily guarded"I drag on, everyone looking at me, then Craig,

"We are going to split into teams. Some go for the gate, some for the guards, and a team for Craig,"

This time I shutup, and he dismissed us.