Steal Like Thieves

CHAPTER FIVE: Sweetheart?

CHAPTER FIVE

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My eyes opened like two flashlight beams, I sat up faster than a cat in ice water. My neck was still in pain, and my whole body ached. My mask, earpiece and guns were gone but I was still wearing my suit. I took in my surroundings, I was in what looked like a prison cell. The walls were dirty, the only source of light came from the window, croakcroaches laid dead in the corner. There was one door that stood in front of the bed I was once lying on.

I tried puling the door knob, but it was locked. I clenched my fist and started knocking the door, "Let me out!"

I knocked it again, "Where am I?" And again, "Let me out!" And again, "LET ME OUT!" And again until the door unlocked, and went flying open, nearly pushing me to the ground.

A woman, who looked around 30 something, was wearing a jacket and a cap. Her hair was short and it looked almost black. She barged in like someone died!

"Who are you?" I asked. "Where am I? Did you take Ash?"

"I'm Jenny, and sadly that's all I can tell you. Come with me." She said and stomped off.

"Why should I?" Is what I wanted to say, but what came out was nothing. So I followed her.

Outside, was a dirty hall way, wet and smelled horrible. Almost like we were in a sewer. The lady was walking so fast I practically had to run. She led me into a room, it looked like those rooms where they investigate and question someone.

In there were three chairs and a table. Two on one side, and the other the opposite. There was a lady, who looked about forty something, dressed similar to the lady who led me here. And there was a boy who sat opposite of her.

"Chase?"

I caught both of their attention, Jenny lightly pushed me in and shut the door tight, locking it.

"Amelia?"

"Ah, so you're awake." The lady said, "Take a seat next to Mr. Skye please."

My head was spinning. What was Chase doing here? I proceeded to sit next to him.

"You two must be confused," The lady cleared her throat. "Let me explain."

"Before you say anything else, I need to know," I said, "What did you do to my friend?"

"The one in the van?" The lady laughed, "Boy, was he hard to kidnap. Don't worry he's fine."

I sighed in relief. "What am I doing here? More importantly what is he doing here?" I pointed at Chase.

"That's what I've been asking." He said, "What the hell am I doing here?"

Chase and I continued to ask questions, but the lady looked at us as if she was bored, "Amelia James, fifteen this year, also known as Red Rogue, the youngest and greatest thief in the world, is that correct?"

That made us both shut up.

She shifted her eyes to Chase, "Now you, Jaeden Skye, fifteen, also known as Riptide, one of the sneakiest and fastest thief in the world, right?"

Goosebumps. Yes, I got goosebumps. Amelia James DOES NOT get goosebumps. I froze with my mouth wide open, "Who are you exactly?"

The lady's phone on the table buzzed. She looked at us and stood up, "Give me a moment." She said as she took the phone and answered it, shutting the door behind her as she went out.

Chase, Jaeden, or whatever the hell his name fake gasped. "Sweetheart! It's you."

I turned, my mouth still open, Chase- or Jaeden, had a smirk on his face. The same one he had on when I first met him at the tower.