Sweet Sister | Barry Allen [ 1 ]

Chapter 3

Bette

I walked out of the elevator pushing my bloodied hair back and walked straight to the main office. I opened the door without even bothering to knock. I was angry and wanted answers.

"Well hello" the woman sitting behind the desk said, "how nice of you to knock" she says sarcastically

"Tori" I say looking straight at her as she looked at a paper in her hand "the mission I went on didn't go as I'd planned. Somehow, someone found out where I was going to be and ruined it all"

"What happened" she says finally looking up at me

When she did she saw how I had cuts and blood on myself. She looked me up and down before placing the paper down and sitting loser in her chair.

"Someone, and to be clear not the people I was supposed to kill were ready for me. And when I say ready, I mean they set a trap for me and shot at me" I say sitting down

"But you made it out" she says looking over me

"Barely yes, but I couldn't help but think about the last time this happened not once but twice before" I say "I can't help but to think that maybe someone is selling exclusive information to people who shouldn't have it" I say looking at her eyes trying to read her

"What are you insinuating" she says standing from her chair staring me down

"You know what I'm saying and I want to know the truth" I say standing also "did you sell information, because you were the only one who knew where I was going. That mission was classified"

"What? No!" She raises her voice "I will find out what happened today. If someone is selling information then i will find them"

"I hope you do" I say turning around and walking out of her office

I rushed to my room wanting to be clean. I was sure I looked horrible and smelled just as bad.  I quickly got out of my bloodied clothes and got into the shower. I could see the blood running down my body and down the drain. I continued to scrub until the water ran clear. Once I got out I wrapped the towel around me and began to clean the open cut I had on the side of my face.  After I got cleaned up I headed to Lana's room. I knocked and waited for her to open her door.

Within seconds she opened it and smiled, "Hey Bette" she says hugging me

"Did you just get back?" I ask looking at her bags on the ground and closing the door behind me

"Yeah about an hour ago I just don't want to unpack" she says looking down at her bags "This is the part i find annoying unpacking the bloodied clothes although this one was clean"

"How was your mission?" she says looking at my cut on my face "Or is that from training?"

"Mission and it did not go as planned" I tell her

"What do you mean?" She asks "What happened?"

"Well they set a trap for me. They knew I was going to be there and they were ready for me" I say

"Knew? How would they know"

"Someone must be selling classified information. It's not the first time this has happened so I can't help but think that they are trying to kill me" I say

And it was true the past times this has happened they were ready for me and they had weapons that they shouldn't have. I looked at Lana and saw she was looking at her bag with a questioning expression.

"What's wrong?" I ask

"The mission I went on" she says "The man I was sent to kill, he said that they turned on him and that sooner or later they would turn on us too. He looked almost relieved when i killed him like he had been waiting for this to happen"