The Agency And The Division ✔ [REWRITING]

Chapter 7 Adrenaline Rush

Draytons POV.

When I watched K.C. leave the room I felt this strong urge to go after her. I mean I have been in arguments and fights before but not much on the sidelines watching the argument unfold. After a while I asked Brooke the question Brett and Christian were propably thinking of right now.

"Why did you tell him to open the door?" I asked her while I looked for the stuff I would neet to go out, specifically after her.

"Because we are never gonna get any information out of her, and certainly not gonna be able to make her do anything against her will. So we might as well let her out. It wouldn't do any good to keep her here. She would propably never apologize to Tyler after that." She finished her speach just as I walked out the door. I heard Brooke shout something after me, but I couldn't hear it clearly so I just ignored it and kept walking down the hall to the elevator. She has a small headstart, but I'll be able to catch her. Hopefully.

I took the elevator to the lobby and went straight to the door I saw someone walk down the street to my right with their hands tucked in their jacket pockets. I was pretty sure it was K.C. since they wore a leather jacket. Although a lot of people weare leather jackets. I decited I would just yell at her to stop or something even though she will propably ignore me.

"K.C.!"

I quickly caugh up to her, and to my suprise she actually turned around which caused for me to almost bump into her, but she didnt move an inch, she just raised an eyebrow at me.

"So you are following me now?" She asked as she crossed her arms over her chest.

"Well I just wanted to make sure you don't do anything you will later regret."

"I'll be fine." She said and turned around and started walking away from me towards what seemed to be some sort of a warehouse.

"Well if you aren't coming back, then I'm gonna have to come with you." I said as I reached her and started to walk beside her and matched her quick pace. We entered a small warehouse and a man in a suit and sunglasses stood in the middle of the room.

Who the fuck wears sunglasses in the dark?
Seriously!?

"You got the keys?" K.C. asked the man when we reached the shady looking guy. I assumed that he was one of The Agencys agents.

"Yeah. Here." He responded as he extended his hand and handed her some kind of keys. She said a quick 'thanks' and we started to walk towards a door I didn't even notice was there.

"What are the keys for?" I asked curiously and she quickly glanced at me before we reached the room.

"You'll see." Was all she said before opening the door and stepping in the room it lead to. The room was dark and we couldn't see anything as the door closed behind us. K pulled at a string hanging from the celing and the lights flickered on.

How the fuck did she know there was a light thingy hanging from the celing?

There, in the middle of the small (what looks like) a garage stood a fucking gorgeous motorcycle. How the hell did she get a motorcycle here?

It was a matte black motorcycle. I have never rode one, but I have heard that it feels like you are flying and that the adrenaline rush is addicting. But how would I know, right?

K.C. POV.

I flickered on the lights when we entered the small garage. There in the middle of the room was my all times favourite motorcycle ever. It was a matte black MV Agusta f4CC.

I walked to the bike and ran my hand over it before opening the garage door. I walked to a shelf on the left side of the door and picked up a black helmet. I tossed Drayton the helmet and he caught it with ease. I picked up an other one that was identical to the one I had just given to Drayton.