Ms Shadows

Chapter 10.

I watched as Drake pulled out a plastic card from his leather wallet and passed it through a slot next to the modern, glass door. A green light flushed and the door went open.

The man walked in the huge building and I followed, his men on our tail. The building that they had led me, was quiet. No moves, no men, no voices around us. Only the excellent taste of decorating was outstanding.

Purple, leather sofas, perfect lighting, glass and expensive furniture, completed a pretty nice interior. Actually, it was odd, how the colour purple was used, how a woman's taste was shown in the furniture choices, considering that this should be the R.E.B.E.L.S' hideout.

We continued waking, till we reached a living room. The soldiers stood next to the fireplace and waited as Drake pulled a lever, causing the floor to move and reveal a concrete staircase. The leader started walking down the steps, one by one, as the rest of us followed. We remained silent, observing the surroundings.

On my left hand, on the wall, there were shelves and bottles of wine and champagne. A layer of dust was covering some of them, revealing that the bottles have been placed there a long time ago.

We continued walking, but when our feet touched the basement's floor, we stopped. "I'll take two. The rest of you can go." Drake said to his followers.

"How about me?" I asked him.

A smile formed on his lips. "My dear, you'll come with me, someone wants to meet you."

Awesome!

Please note sarcasm.

I nodded and continued following him until we were out of another door, from metal. The tall man knocked the door in a rhythmic salute and the door went open. I swallowed hard. We had walked in a bright room, which walls and floors, were made of concrete. Some wooden shelves and a desk, were adding to its simplicity. I tried to forget the memories that have been playing with my mind since we walked in. Drake's voice interrupted me.

"Your Majesty, Elinor is here." He said.

A curved, woman's figure came out. She wore a black, fitting dress, which ended at the point of her calves. She was thin, with some defined muscles and she wore her hair in a brown curly ponytail. Her lips had the colour of the blood and her black stilettos clicked on the floor as she walked. She was serious, her features showing no emotion, except for her green eyes, which contained a little amusement.

"Hello Drake, I see you brought me what I asked you for." She smiled. "Hello to you too. I guess you are the well known Elinor, huh?" She laughed in a both musical and evil, tone. "Oh, but please, let me introduce myself. I'm Veronica Avandeyeva," She outstretched her bony hand. " the real leader of the R.E.B.E.L.S." She smiled a little, as if she was satisfied of the sounding of her last words.

^Veronica^

I shook hands with her. "Oh, because we- I thought that Drake was the leader." I corrected myself, trying to hide every information I could give them, about Costello's 'team'.

"Of course darling, that's what I want all of you to think. I prefer to keep my identity a secret. It's better that way." She winked in a kinda playful way.

"Then why show it to me?" I asked her folding my arms in front of my chest and shifting my weight to my other leg.

"Eli, Eli, Eli... Do you mind if I call you Eli? No? Well, sweetie, you see, I want you to know who I am, since you're going to work for me... And who knows? Maybe one day you'll manage to become my adviser... Word travels fast, Elinor, and I've heard good things about your abilities. Don't think that there's no important reason why Costello didn't place you in that prison with the other women. You've got something useful to him and as a consequence to me too." She started walking away, "I'll find that, and when I do, I'll start my plan to get back what belongs to me..."
Veronica has been walking for a while now, her figure had become smaller, I could still see her, but I wasn't quite sure if I heard right two whispered words that came out of her mouth that day.

The words were, "My power." And after that, the woman in black vanished from eyesight.

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In the meantime, Costello and Jack were starting their plan, to get Elinor back and the most important; to destroy the R.E.B.E.L.S.

"Cal, what the he** are you doing?! I told you to find where they are, not to spill coffee all over the floor!" Call the helpers to clean it, or do it yourself this instant!" Costello was walking around his mansion and checking if his employees were doing good work. "Fred, please help him, and after that, find the way to cut their access to their cameras. Freeze the scenery and don't let them notice us. I want all your art here!" Demetre, as he was called only by close friends, was standing now next to Oscar (Jack), who was looking outside a big window, in Costello's home.

Oscar's mind was spinning and spinning... He was thinking again. About her. Their conversations popped in out of nowhere, he could hear her. Her voice planting second thoughts in his mind.
'Then what's your real name? I thought it was Jack. That's how your brother called you. What's happening?'
"I wish I could have answered you that day Elinor. But I couldn't, I can't, ever..."
'Why did you save me then?' '

"You were always worth saving."... He murmured, as if she could hear him.

"Who was always worth saving?" Costello's voice interrupted him as the was walking down some stairs, with his hands in his suit pants' pockets.

"What? What are you talking about?" Jack chose to play dumb.

"We have so much to do before we take her back. But don't worry I'll do my best to make this faster. Not so much because of Elinor, but because I really want to see that bast*rd's face surprised, but anyway, we'll make it fast. As fast as we can." He tapped Oscar's shoulder with his palm in a friendly manner, after taking it out of his pocket.

"Thanks..."

"You sure you can make it, Oscar?" Asked Costello in a, as close as he could to a sympathetic, tone.

"Yes, I just want her to be safe. That's all. I don't have to talk to her ever again..." Was the answer he got.

"Good." He took a step to Jack's right, so that he was looking too, out of the window and crossed his hands behind his lower back. "Because she's staying with us."

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