Top Secret 2[ON HOLD]

Chapter 15:

Lia's POV:

I woke up, looked around, and saw a dark room around me. The air smelled like mildew, death, and alcohol. The whole room was pitch black and I couldn't see anything.

My head was pounding. I could feel my heartbeat in my ears, in my throat, and behind my eyes. I could smell my blood trickling down from my head but I don't remember how I started bleeding.

A small desk lamp turned on, illuminating the desk underneath it. There were papers on it, a knife, two guns, and a coffee mug. Then I saw a face come out of the darkness and he started to stare at me.

"Awake now, are we?" The man says, with a weird accent.

"Who are you?" I ask.

"My name isn't important. Although, it could be considering your whole family is full of liars and deceivers. Generation to generation, spies have been walking out of the womb." He spits.

"What are you talking about?" I ask.

"You already know how you're just the love child product of two people who were forced to be together. You already know that you have a different father figure, and we all know the father you grew close to is trying to take over the world." He smiles.

"How the hell do you know all of this?" I ask.

"One, I used to work with chief. Two, chief paid me to spy on you and Harry. Poor kid wanted to talk to ya but chief saw it coming." The man says.

"Harry.. Where is he?!" I ask, frantically.

"Don't worry darling, he's just in the last room down the hall." He replies.

"Why is he there." I spit.

"I don't know, interrogation, feeding, or execution!" He giggles.

I noticed I was tied to the chair and the rope was tightly around my wrists. My feet were free, there was a window showing another room. I kept my eyes roaming all around this room to come up with an escape route.

"Can you please untie my hands?" I ask.

"Why would I untie the best rogue agent in the world's hands? Wouldn't that be a stupid idea, since you would probably kill me?" He giggles.

"Enough with the flirting. What if I told you I had a place to stay? I finally know who you are. You're Emanuel Reynolds. You went rogue back in 2005 , and the agency never found you. They found all your hiding places and men, but not you. So you either untie me, and I can give you a new place to hide. Since I know the agency will find you here soon, because they chipped Harry. Or, you can stay here and wait for the both of us to be shot on sight." I reply. "What do you want more?"

"Where would we go?" He asks, leaning down.

"Untie me, call your men outside and then we will talk. I don't want to risk anyone hearing this. You never know, there may be a rat in your domain." I wink.

Emanuel stands up, opens the door and starts talking in Spanish. I didn't remember many Spanish words so all I heard was "leave, alone, and outside." I smiled and new my plan was going to work.

He walked over to me and brought the knife out of his pocket. He tapped on the rope a few times and then cut underneath it to cut the rope off of my left wrist. Then he did the same process on my right wrist.

"Gracias." I smile.

"Welcome. Now tell me about this plan that you have." He demands.

I pull my chair up to the desk he is sitting and put my hands on my lap. I look him in the eye as I begin to feel around under the desk. I was trying to feel for a handgun because I know he could possibly keep one under there.

Once I found the item I was looking for, I stopped speaking.

"Now, I will come get you, alone, and you need to come alone as well. I will meet you at the arc where you took me from. Same time. I will disguise us in a local bakery and then I will bring you to my hiding place." I say, sliding the gun from its holder, slowly and quietly.

"Thank you, Lia." He says, his voice sounded grateful. He must've been desperate to find a new place once I told him Harry was chipped..even though he wasn't.

Emanuel began to stand up and shake my hand, but I pulled the gun up and out. I locked it, and pulled the trigger. I shot him square in the chest and as he fell, I shot him in the head. You always have to double tap someone. Cannot risk having them still be alive when you need them dead.

"Don't mess with me, or my loved ones." I say, spitting next to him.

I open the door quietly, and peek through. I see two guards standing in front of Harry's door. I quickly escape the room to the pile of boxes in front of the guards. I was small as petite, this way I could hide from them.

I leaned over and looked over one of the boxes. I aimed my gun at one of the guards, and shot him. The other guard panicked but before he could run down the long, dark, and dirty hallway I shot him too.

I took the machine gun the first guard had on his body. Then I pushed him over since he slid down the door when I shot him. I took the keys off his belt and removed my sweater that I had on. Then I removed my pants, revealing my spandex. I was now only in a black camisole and black spandex. I had no shoes on, and I put my hair in a ponytail using a rubber bracelet they had attached to my wrist.

I kicked the door open to see Harry's terrified face. He looked a little relieved it was me, but he was hanging from the wall.

Harry was shaking his head "no" and he was crying. He was trying to tell me something but I couldn't understand what.

That's when I felt a presence next to me.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." A familiar female voice says, pointing a gun to my head.