Chapter 13: Clyde Walker

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"And our maid Rosa, she's nice I love her dearly after my mother passed she made it her duty to raise me." I said struggling to keep up with Nine and his long legs as he easily maneuvered through the thickness of the forest.

"And our butler Winston he hates when I climb the vines outside our house, I think he's  afraid of me falling but he always gives me hot chocolate before bed so I like him also."

Nine turned around and stared at me gesturing for me to be quite.

I nodded my head and followed behind him in silence.

We had been traveling forever and when I asked why we had to leave so early Nine replied so we wouldn't be found but wouldn't tell me by who.

"Stay here, I have to reset the traps." He took off his pack and gestured for me to get low in the bushes.

I obeyed and slunk down peering over the leaves as I watched him him move forward and disappear within the green.

I waited a while and began to grow anxious, after what seemed like ten minutes a twig snapped behind me and I turned around.

"About time I thought you may have gotten lost." I said just as large tall figure stepped out and threw a back bag over my head.

I couldn't even scream before I was rendered unconscious.

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I woke up with a start as ice cold water was dumped on to my head, I gasped for air as I sat up spraying water everywhere.

"There she is!" A delightful voice said causing me to wipe my eyes as a I saw a man dressed way to formal to be wandering through the forest stare down at me, with dark almost black eyes.

He wore a crisp tie, and his blonde hair was brushed and combed to perfection.

His legs were crossed and I looked like some pour begger as he sipped some sort of steaming liquid.

"My men tell me that they found you in the forest is this true?" He asked, his voice surprisingly gentle.

I found myself nodding unable to speak, so I just nodded

"And how does a sweet and innocent child like you find yourself in a place like this?" He asked, spreading his hands out to gesture around him.

"My - shipwreck," I stuttered.

He nodded and snapped his fingers where a man came in and took the cup. "Houston please give my little guest here some soup." the young guy looked over at me and nodded before scurrying off.

A few moments later he was back and handing me a bowl of warm soup. I took a tentative sip and realized it was tomato, my least favorite but I was to hungry to care. I sipped it hungrily as the man continued stare down at me.

"What's your name dear child?"

I cleared my throat and wiped the back of my hand before I spoke,"Alyin Dilaurentis."

"Ah I see, my name is Clyde Walker." I watched carefully as he reached inside his pocket and pulled out a small envelope.

"I'm going to ask you dear child and I expect you to be nothing but one hundred percent honest with me."

I shook my head as he opened it up and showed me a picture of a man.

I squinted trying to get a good look at the photo until I realized it was a picture of Nine.

Lie, my conscious whispered.

But how? This man looked as if he could smell bullshit from a distance.

Your a Dilaurentis, you've seen deception at it's finest.

"No," I said finally sitting back and gazing up at Clyde Walker.

"Hmmm I see, Maverick!" The door opened and a big burly man with a black suit came in, two swords clipped to his back and a white mask set in a grim look faced Clyde.

"Take her to the dungeons and find out what she knows."

"Wait what? I told you I don't know anything." I protested as Maverick came over and lifted me ruffly by my hair causing me to howl in pain.

"You lied to me Ms.Dilaurentis, therefore I must show you what we do to liars." Clyde Walker said calmly as I was dragged towards the door.

"No please let me go let me go no stop I can pay you!" I cried gripping on to the door, begging towards Clyde.

The strong man, Maverick, paused and looked towards Clyde for further instructions, my heart pounded rapidly inside my chest as I pleaded with him.

"I'm sure you'll begin to realize that money is useless for such a place like this."

Then I was dragged away. 

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