The Man From U.N.C.L.E: Foul Play

Chapter 12

Illya's Pov
"How fast is the car moving?" Napoleon asked.

I walked over to the edge and lifted up the flap. I looked down to see how fast we were going.

"Very fast," I replied.

"One of us might have to jump and go back to the fight," Napoleon replied, "but Shannon must stay...I think this might have something to do with her father's death."

"No shit," Shannon said leaning back.

Suddenly the car came to a screeching halt sending us all flying forward. I hit my head on the small wooden bench. I watched blood tricked down the side of my nose.

"Is everyone alright?" I heard Napoleon ask.
I sat up and looked around.
"Get out your guns," I said.

I grabbed mine out of my back pocket as everyone got theirs. I then heard a man's voice coming from the front of the truck. A flap opened from the front of the truck and a man's head poked through.
"Oh no," the man said.
I shot him.
We threw his body out of the truck and climbed to the front.
"Where are we?" Napoleon asked looking out the window. "I can't see anyone anywhere."
"We must have been going very fast," I said, "we've come a long way."
"What are we going to do?" Shannon asked.
"I would think go back to the fight," I said.
"No," Napoleon replied shaking his head, "we have to find out where they were taking us. We should have never broken free."
"They could have killed us," Shannon said with a very upset tone.
"They could have not killed us," Napoleon replied, "in serious situations it good to not think negative. Never think of the worse, always think of what good it could be."
"Well there could be a map in here," I said, "let's look for some clues."
We shuffled through the stuff in the front of the truck looking for something to show what could have been our destination.
Shannon's Pov
I  crawled into the back of the truck and looked around. I got on the ground and searched for a map. I couldn't find anything but I kept searching. There had to be something. Suddenly I heard a car door shut outside. I froze up. My heart pounded as I heard footsteps approach the truck. Suddenly the flap opened and two men stood in front of me. The snickered quietly. One stepped into the truck. I was too in shock to do anything. I could of screamed, I could have shot them. But no, I had to be scared like I always was. The man covered my mouth with his hand tightly. That's when I started to scream but you couldn't hear a sound. The man  then took tape out of his pocket and quickly placed it over my mouth. I felt tears surface in my eyes. They then tied my wrists and placed a blindfold around my eyes to where I couldn't see. I then felt them pulling me out of the truck and dropping me on the ground. I groaned as my head it the hard ground. They then pulled me a couple of yards then lifted me to what felt like another truck. They didn't sit me up but lied me on the ground. The scary part was is that I didn't know what was in the truck with me. I didn't know if there were people or animals or sharp objects. All I knew is that I was blindfolded in a time I knew that took me to an unknown destination.