Chapter Three: Play with fire your gonna get burned

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I am awoken by a splash of coldness on my face and drench the rest of my clothes, as I jump up from the suddenness of it all I feel restrictions around my wrists and ankles. I’m sitting in a chair and Im restrained.

“Your finally awake!” I heard someone say.

“You won't get away with this.” I mumbled still tired.

“We already have.” they said.

“Who are you?” I asked looking up and seeing a short man, he looked like that guy from earlier the bartender who gave me the scotch.

“You work for The Mad Man. Your the one who gave me my drink” I said looking up at him.

“Yes ma’am I did.” he said with a teasing little smirk.

“Well, well, well, well, well. Look what we have here.” I heard from the other side of the door. Its him. The Mad Man.

“Hello Angel, I told you I'd see you soon.” he said leaning close to my face.

“Ya know, some guys would call first, but I gotta admit, the whole drugging and kidnapping out of my home in the middle of the night thing is a new one.” I said sarcastically.

“There's that fire I like.” he said jumping a little with his fists in the air.

“Play with fire and your gonna get burned.” I spat out with venom.

“And she gets even better!” he yells again before he gets close again with a serious expression on his face.

“Now who do you work for? Why did you lead me on?” he asked with a deadly tone. Talk about bipolar.

“Why do you wanna know?” I asked.

“Because I know someone was in the penthouse. They messed with my laptop and it just so happens it was no one was guarding the doors when you came to accompany me for a drink. So please, be good and tell me what you were looking for and who you work for and I might just let you go.” he said.

“No.” I replied. He stood up and sighed deeply before he looked back at me and said “You said you knew who I was. That must mean you have access to important files which also explains how you hacked into the files on my laptop.” Damn. He knew that I was taking the files.

“I have no clue what your talking about.” I said. He turned to the other man and said

“Jongdae, get the tools. We’re gonna have some fun.” he turned back to me and smirked.

“Hope that fire of yours doesn't go out.” he said before Jongdae came in with a tray of surgical equipment.

“Shall we begin?” he asked with that sickening smirk of his.

 I let out one last scream before he pulled away and set the tool down.

“Ready to talk yet Angel?” he asked.

“Go to hell.” I muttered before tasting my own blood and spitting out the red metallic liquid.

“Okay, well then we’ll go with another question. What information do you have on me and my people?” he asked before picking up a small knife and waving it around.

“Wouldn't you like to know?” I asked smiling before looking down at the floor.

“I would really like to know so if you don't mind telling me I'll send you on your way.” he said getting very close to my face.

“I know how you tick Park Chanyeol. You'll just make me give you the information you want and then you'll kill me.” I said. He looked shocked that I knew his real name but then quickly smiled.

“You know my name.” he said before standing up.

“How the fuck do you know my name?!!” he yelled throwing the bloody equipment all over the room.

“Boss calm down.” Jongdae said.

“No, we’re gonna fry this bitch’s brain out. Go get the machine.” Chanyeol said standing up.

As Jongdae left to go get ‘The Machine’ another man came in and said “Boss you have a call from the russian client, He says it's urgent.” the man said.

“Thank you. I'll be there in a minute. Jongdae go get the machine but don't start without me. I wanna see how cocky she is when the poison hits her brain.” Chanyeol said before walking out as Jongdae followed behind.

The door slammed shut and I immediately started looking for a way out. I then came up with a plan as I spotted the floor. I moved my chair till it was about to fall over and prepared myself for impact.

As soon as I hit the floor my hand landed right next to a scalpel. I grabbed it and immediately started cutting my ropes.

Once my hands were free I then freed my feet. I stood up and started to panic hearing voices coming closer. I moved behind the door and waited for it to open. Without any warning the door swung open and a large machine was pushed through.

“Where the fuck did she go?!” Jongdae yelled. I got behind him and held the scalpel to his throat.

“Hand me the gun.” I said as he handed me the handgun from his thigh holster. I moved over and tied him up with the wire from the machine and was about to walk into the door when Chanyeol's voice came through the hall.

“Jongdae quit leaving the door open dammit.” he paused for a second seeing Jongdae tied to the chair. I cocked the gun and aimed it at the back of his head. He turned and looked at me before looking back to Jongdae.

“How the hell did this little girl overpower you, take your gun, and tie you up?!” he asked Jongdae in disbelieve.

“What can I say? I'm good at what I do.” I said.

“Listen Angel, I like your fire and skills. Why don't you stay with me? I can give you anything you would like.” Chanyeol said moving somewhat closer.

“Oh please Chanyeol, Give up.” I said pointing the gun at him. I saw his face go dark and quickly turn up into his signature smirk.

“I found you.” he said before laughing hysterically and sending shivers down my spine.

“What are you talking about?!” I yelled.

“Two years ago. I thought I knew you from somewhere. Looks like the chase is over my dear Angel, too bad I didn't get to find you myself though, you just came straight to me.” he said as his laughter started up again. I was starting to get irritated with him and was about to shoot him and get out of here.

“Well now the police have all your files so in other words your fucked.” I said.

“You bitch.” he said with a killer tone in his voice and no more laughter. He then gave me a death stare that shot daggers into my soul.

“Now!” he yelled before moving a mask to his face and a gas being released into the air. I felt dizzy but still kept standing. I shot the gun at him and shot somewhere in his shoulder he moved his mask away from his face. I then shot the window on the top since we were in a basement and crawled out.

As I was pulling my legs out Chanyeol grabbed my ankle and started pulling me closer. I reached and stuck my finger in the bullet hole.

As he screamed in agony I then stood up and turned around he yelled after me

“I'll find you my dear Angel! I may know where you live but I'll wait for you to come to me!” before I ran as fast as I could.

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