Dark Shadows

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Fifteen

Lauren's POV

Two days had passed since the boys pretty much got grounded. During this time, they had only went out during the short walks from the tour bus to the arena they were singing in for the night, and then right back. Anything they desired or needed others were brought in for them, food included. And since it was easier to babysit five lads together than having different people going in different directions after them, they were 'recommended' to stay together. Not that there were much space to separate in the places they were associated with anyway.

In other words; they were bored out of their minds.

After Harry and I had shared out first kiss two days ago, we hadn't had a single moment to ourselves. There were always at least a handful of people around us constantly. So for Harry, another way of passing time was taken away from him.

James, Troy and Poppy had used their own little sneaky ways to join us at dawn and leave us at twilight, each of them making the boys lift their eyebrows at them a little higher. I didn't blame them, though. Some of the methods of transfer they used were just insane. Insane but creative.

On my part, the days had been more than interesting. My team and I had spent the pair of days contemplating and coming up with both an offensive plan and a defensive one. We were going through with either one of them - or both - depending on what happens. Me personally were all for the offensive one, tricking them into an ambush sounded way funnier then guarding our locations in my ears.

I was at the moment sat at an underground radio unit in Santiago, Chile, located 250 metres below the city, waiting for my team to arrive. MI5 had quite a few bases scattered all over the surface of the Earth for emergency meetings or urgent needs of supply and such, and we were borrowing one of them for an interrogation with the man they'd found in my room all those days ago. James had requested a personal interview, apart from the one the cops already had had with him, which had given no results. So the suspect had been brought here from jail up north. As soon as we were done with him, that was where he would be returning.

Apparently he was as stubborn as a donkey, but that was just a minor obstacle in our path. This was Troy's area of expertise.

"Stop resisting!" I heard James shout as soon as the elevator doors split open. "You're only hurting yourself!"

"Taser him," Poppy mumbled before a low buzzing sounded. He was being difficult, alright.

The man, Riley as I've come to learn his name was, broke through the doorway of the examination room first, with Troy pushing his hand-cuffed form in front of him. Right after, Poppy and James followed.

I gave them a discreet nod and pulled my chair closer to the table, sitting up straight. Riley was pushed onto a chair across from me before my team joined me on chairs on my side of the rectangular glass table. It was time for the show.

"Alright, Riley Jones." James began. "This can go in one of two ways: Easy or hard. It's your choice." This made Riley huff out an annoyed grunt.

"You won't get anywhere near the boys nonetheless of what you do or don't say, so you might as well spill," Poppy shrugged. "Your situation will remain unchanged."

Something in what my female companion just said had hit a nerve in Riley, and anger sparked in his blue eyes.

"You think you're all smart as fuck going around in those shit uniforms and hanging around with the cops all day. Let me give you a clue, sweetheart; you're not. All of you, are in fact, dumb asses whose childhoods somehow got messed up in such a way that y'all felt the need to play heroes. Pathetic, that's what you are!" It was a good thing James had tied Riley to the chair as he thrashed around in his seat when he spat out the last sentence.