Impossible

Chapter 20

I woke up on the cold, hard concrete ground. I rubbed my throbbing head and looked around. I was in a jail cell once again. The open bathroom, the rickety bed made from planks of wood and held up by a chain. The cold, hard ground and dull, gray walls. Almost no light came in from the bare bulb out in the hallway. I grabbed onto the cell bars and I leaned into them. I checked my back but already knew that they took my weapons. I was all alone exept for Antonio. He was on the top bed using something to pick at the wall with. I wasn't really comfortable with him being here. I would have been with somebody else, anybody else.

"Help!" I yelled rattling the bars back and forth

"Welcome back. Did you enjoy your nap?" he said

"I can't say I did."

"What's your plan?" he asked

"Well my plan would to break us out and get the others, but..."

"But... what?" he asked

"Well I would talk to them and ask them, but I can't, they took my communicator."

"Your what?"

"Long story." I said forgeting he wasn't really part of the group

"So break out! They're goin' to wait for you to break them out!" Antonio said

"Nah, I did that last time I was in jail. I want to see what the bad guys have in store for us." I said smiling

"You crazy? You want to stay in jail and this is your second time? What do you think is going to happen? It doesn't just happen like it does in the movies, you have to wait a long time before they even talk to you. What kind of crazy people are you?" he asked

All of a sudden six boys about my age walked up to the cell.

"Come on, your getting out." one said

"One of a kind." I answered as I walked out the door

They cuffed our hands behind our backs and yet they still looked worried. Antonio followed out into the gloomy hallway. I was about to run for it when one of the boys spoke up.

"Don't try to make any funny moves." he said showing me his gun

They each had a 10mm pistol. I put my hand on my head and they escourted us down the hall. Two were in front, two in the back and one on each side of us. We were completely surrounded. I walked down the hall until we reached a large set of double doors. It was opened from the other side and my eyes where blinded with light. I looked at the large room. It had antique furniture, a chandiler, a fireplace with a large picture above it. It had a desk and a animal rug. By the lookes of the room I knew it belonged to someone rich. The desk was empty but the room had people in it. I saw Blain, Rose and Leah on the other side of the room, being guarded heavily. There were a lot of guards in the room. There were three guards for each person, each with a gun. I hated to be without a weapon. I felt defencless and weak. All of a sudden the doors burst open. There stood a boy a bit younger than me, dressed all fancy. He had his hair short, dress pants and shoes, and a suit on. He walked over to his desk and sat down. He paid us no attention and didn't seem to notice us. He took out some pen and paper and started to write.

"Hey, buddy! You're obviously important. What's all this about?" Rose asked

The boy paid no attention, as if she wasn't there. Leah got annoyed and started to walk up to him. The guards put up their guns and took them off safety. It made a bunch of clicking sounds and the boy's attention ajusted. He didn't look alarmed, he just casualy looked up and then went back to writing. Leah backed off and the boys put down their guns. A minute later the boy finished and stood up slowly.

"I am open for questions." he said slowly pronouncing each syllible carfully

"Where are we?" Rose asked

"Classified." he said

"What about why are we here?" she asked

"Also classified." he said

"Is there anything that isn't classified?" she asked, "Or do you not know any other word?"

"Who are you?" Blain asked

"I am rich because of you." he said

"You didn't answer..."

"There is a bounty on your heads. And It looks like I hit the jack pot!" he said