Taken ✘ Mitch Rapp (COMPLETED)

Chapter 5; Start off something new

We arrive in America after a few days in hospital in Italy, my eyes widening at the gigantic buildings and the busy roads, the sophisticated people walking round to get to their destinations.

I glance down at the clothes Mitch brought me to fit in, something I'd never wear in the my life, a pair a skin tight denim jeans and one of his plain jumpers with a coat and a pair of combat boots.

I starting sweating, growing anxious by the minute, my legs start to tremble as my hands shake. I gasp for air as I panic, everything goes blurry as tears well in my eyes. My head races with thoughts it was as if I'm running a marathon in my mind, this new place, everything about it frightens me, nothing I'm used to. I feel so alone and so strange here, I don't belong. Mitch realised my panic attack that's taking place takes hold of my hand and leads me through the claustrophobic swarm of people, bumping into a few people, apologising to them but getting little to no responses.

"Watch where you're going runt"
"Hey, look where you're going!"

I wince slightly from the tone off their irked voice as they pace of, obviously in a rush like everyone else. My heart starts racing, all the new senses, the smell of sewers mixed with burning food at the stalls on the corner of the road.

"This is so different from Italy" I say to him as he nods, "much different Ayra, and you need to blend in" he says.

He waves his hands at yellow sunshine and coal black patterned cars, a taxi, one pulls up beside us and Mitch helps me in and gets in himself. I inspect his every move as he pays the driver and tells him to stop off at a place I've never heard off.

*

I look around the building as Mitch holds my shoulders and leads me in the direction off where we have to meet his boss because I keep getting attracted to different things on the way and drifting off from him, he chuckles to himself and keeps me on the right path to his bosses office.

Mitch walks straight in and I follow right behind him, nervous, my anxiety building up as I'm meeting new people and he grips my hand tightly but securely. The office was a oak wood and white colour scheme, the desk was cantered in the middle every piece of technology under the sun placed in here for location uses and business deals.

A dark skinned lady sits at the chair in her office, typing away, Mitch clears his throat to get the attention off the lady, she looks up her smiles genuine.

"Rapp, glad to see you got back from that case in great conditions, and who's your little friend?" She asks glancing over his shoulder at me as I look around the room in admiration.

"Irene, This is Princess Ayra from Italy, I didn't think it was safe for her to stay in Italy and thought maybe she could be an American citizen and I teach her everything I know" he says more as a question as the dark skinned women, Irene, sighs.

"Rapp, you know we can't just let random people into this facility, especially a princess in this line of work" she says to him in disappointment with herself.

"Please Irene, you won't regret it, she's a very brave girl, and everyone in Italy thinks she is dead from the car crash, she won't be any hassle on you and I'll take full responsibility" he persuades, using his charm to get around this.

She groans, "fine, one wrong move and you're both in trouble" she huffs in defeat. "You have two rooms in your apartment she can stay with you, I'll get her registered and will bring the awareness to Hurley, now let me get back to work" she says.

"Thank you" I smile as I walk out with Mitch and look up at him, his smiles brightening up the room as I get a warm fuzzy feeling in the pit of my stomach.

He shows me around the facility and introduces me to everyone, I finally feel like I have a purpose in life here, defeating the men that ruined my life and actually doing something with it instead of being locked away like an animal in a cage for people to watch and see being miserable.

I feel like this is that start to something new... something great