Remember

Chapter 65: Undercover

Panicking won't help me in this situation, and crying will most definitely not help either. The windows of the car are tinted and I know people from outside won't be able to see in.

I'm in the back seat, but I'm not tied up or handcuffed or blindfolded. I've been reading too many of Sawyers books. I try banging on the windows and unlocking the doors, but there are no handles or locks from the inside.

I huff out annoyed, the two men in front don't seem bothered by what I'm doing and continue to drive. There's a cage wall between them and me, almost like a cop car.

"Where the hell are you taking me?" I huff out once more, still bashing everything I see.

They once again don't answer, and the further we drive the more I panic.

"Am I in trouble? Am I being kidnapped?"

One of them turns to me, and slides their sunglasses down to look at me and then he turns around. I give him a weird look.

"Who are you?" I raise my voice, and nothing.

I sit there quietly, trying to gain my composure and slow down my beating heart, but all I feel is the car getting hot.

I know I shouldn't be panicking, but no one knows where I am. I chew on my lip and try paying attention to everything we're passing by, but I feel myself getting hot.

I touch my forehead and sure enough I'm breaking out into a sweat. I try concentrating out side, but I'm burning up.

"Can you turn on the air, it's getting stuffy." I ask. They lower down their front window and I look at what could have been my chance to escape if there wasn't this stupid bar cage thing blocking me.

Okay, everything will be okay. So far they seem friendly? They haven't done anything wrong, besides kidnap me and take me against my will.

After what seems like an hour drive, we finally make it to a place that's in the middle of nowhere. Security at the entrance let us through and I notice it's a military base, I think.

They take me out of the car and they handcuff me and walk me inside, into a small room. I sit in here for fifteen minutes before someone finally comes in.

"Keren Anderson?" A tall lady in a black dressy suit comes in, looking at a file. She looks up at me and smiles, but I just watch her every move.

"Where am I?" I question, a little aggressively. She's not phased by my action and slowly takes a seat in front of me, her eyes still reading a file, my file I assume. The fake one Sawyer came up with. I

"Did I do something wrong?" I continue asking. She puts down the folder and intertwines her fingers with a sigh.

"Do you know these two men?" She asks and places two pictures in front of me. They're of Evan and Sawyer.

I reluctantly nod, not sure why they want to know if I know them. She nods and takes the photos away.

"You're not in trouble. We are hoping you would side with us." She says and waits for my response.

"Side with you?" I ask and she smiles.

"Go under cover." She says.

I consider answering her, but remember that I have no idea who they are.

"Who are you and where am I?" I ask.

"You're at a military base, and we are the FBI."

"And I go undercover for?" I question, still not fully believing or trusting them.