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"So when are we getting to this so-called 'safe' place." I ask his stone faced ass.
I'm just trying to get a little conversation going. It is to quiet. The only thing I hear is the car engine and our- well my breathing. His quiet ass.
I mean he won't even turn the radio on.
Who does that!?!
Since he isn't gonna talk to me I might as well get comfortable.
I lean my seat back and put my feet up on the dashboard. Luckily I had painted my toes the day before.
"Get your feet down now." I look at him stunned.
"Now you wanna talk." Being the stubborn person I am I keep my feet up.
He swerves the car to the side of the road so quickly I bang my head against the window.
"Oww!" I complain. I'm probably gonna have a concussion now.
He turns toward me with such a hateful look I flinch.
"Get your fucking feet down now or I will cut your pinky toes off and grill them." My feet are back in their shoes in record time.
He pulls back on the road then.
"At least my feet don't stink." I say with a pout.
"Just get your feet down, K. He might take us to McDonald's and buy all the food you want." Erika says from the backseat.
"Anything I want." An evil smirk makes its way across my face.
"Anything, K."
I look at him for confirmation but no expression comes on his face except for the ticking of his jaw.
With the promise of McDonald's on my mind. I fall asleep feeling smoldering eyes on my face.
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A man ushers us into a huge room, very Star Trekky I must say.
Erika and I both take it in.
T.V. Screens fill the room from top to bottom and a person was at everyone of them watching something suspicious.
"Welcome to CQ Headquarters, I'm
Captain Lacy." We turn around to see a small woman, but I know just by looking at her she doesn't take any bullshit.
"Nice to meet you, Captain." Erika says shaking the lady's hand.
"You too." The lady looks at me expectantly.
"Yea, nice to meet you." She smiles at me and nods her head.
"Well, you two follow me please."
She turns around and walks out of the door we came in.
Erika and I look at each other before following her too. Them little legs sure were moving quick.
She brings us to another room. This one not as bright, but all the more surprising.
He was here.
"Please have a seat. I know y'all must be tired." I agree with her and sit my ass down.
Comfortable ass chair.
"This is Agent Mark Cordea, but I'm guessing you already knew that." She points at him, who hasn't looked my way once since we've been in here.
"And this is Agent Theo Henry." She points at a man in the corner of the room, whom I didn't know was even in there.
He catches my gaze but looks away quick.
"Why are we here?" I ask.
"Well what happened to you was a terrible thing. Being caught up in the crosshairs of war is never good for anyone."
War.
"You've seen to much and maybe heard too much so now you're a liability to them. When I say them I mean the German Mafia."
Argh.
"I didn't know Germany even had a mafia." I say. The one named Theo scoffs from the corner, but I don't spare him a glance.
"Well they do and they are after you now." The seriousness in her voice finally gets me and I do that 'K' shit.
I laugh...
And laugh...
And laugh...then Erika elbows me in the stomach killing my hysterical laughter dead.
"It's not a joke." She says.
"Well if this isn't a joke. Where is my family? Friends? If the mafia can't get you they usually go to your family, right? Scarface 101."
Theo scoffs again in his little corner. That's two times too many.
"Is there something wrong with your throat." He acknowledges me with a hard look. "Because if there is you need to go get some water."
Heat crawls up his cheeks.
"You are right. That's why your family and friends have already been sent to safe places."
Relief washes over me in a wave.
"Now all we have to do is get you to a safe place." I look at Erika and she gives me a warm smile.
"You will leave in two days." She walks to the door of the room. "Use them to rest up because you will need it."
"Wait. Can I talk to my family?" She gives me a sad smile. Her expression saying I should already know the answer.
"They know you are alive and well." She says and walks out.
Welp.
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A/N
Heeey! I'm so happy guys. This story is getting more reads than I would've ever thought.
Y'all make me so happy 😊
Plus I just pass my 165 question history exam with a perfect score.👏🏾
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