The Agency And The Division ✔ [REWRITING]

Chapter 44 Let's Finish This

Kamilla's POV

I woke up with a start and my immediate reaction was to reach towards the holster on my right hip, but soon enough found it to be impossible due to my hands being tied to the chair I was sitting in.

I quickly started looking around me. My eyes stopped and focused on the person sitting straight in front of me with a confused expression which no doubt matched mine.

"Glad you two woke up, we were wondering if you'd make it out of there alive from the stimulation." Roberts voice rang through the silent room as a light flickered on and we were able to see the rest of the people in the room.

That's when it all came flooding back. Kendrid. Us getting captured by Robert and Marco. The beating. Them putting us into some sort of a dream.

I could remember everything again. Except for the time we apparently spent in the stimulation and judging from the look on Drayton's face as he sat opposite from me, he couldn't remember it either.

"Oh, you don't remember what happened in the stimulation, do you?" Marco let out a chuckle and shook his head. "Yeah, that might happen sometimes."

"What are you talking about? What happened to us in the what ever the hell you put us in?" Drayton put my thoughts into words.

"Well son, that's for me to know and for you two to find out." He responded with the same sly smile he had previously plastered on his face.

As Marcos attention was mostly attached to Drayton since he began to run his mouth at him after seeing me slowly wiggling out of my restrains.

Right before I pulled my right hand out of the rope that was previously adventin me from moving my hand freely, I took a quick look over of the situation of the room.

Drayton still had Marco preoccupied who looked like he was about to punch Drayton any second now. Robert was on the phone and had his back turned to us so he didn't have any visual on us unless he decided to do a 180. Mackenzie and Nathan were nowhere to be seen at the moment, which gave me an advantage.

I pulled my hand the rest of the way out of the rope and undid the other ropes restraining my left hand and legs in seconds, just as Marco turned to face me, probably due to all the shuffling, even though I tried to keep it down as much as possible it wasn't completely silent.

Before he had time to react I grabbed a knife that was peaking out of this boot and made a deep cut on the back of his leg, just above his heel, slicing his Achilles tendon in half causing him the inability to move his right foot.

His scream of pain echoed through the house which naturally drew everyone's attention to us. All of the people that were in the room currently turned their eyes to us.

Most of our our team had either a proud look or mostly just an excited face, probably thinking that we'll be able to get out of here soon since now we had at least some kind of an upper hand over these people, and if each of them weren't being held back by at least two other agents, I bet they'd already have grabbed the first weapon that was available in their reach and would have started fighting their way out of this situation with me and Drayton.

But unfortunately that was not the case.

Instead Robert was in my face with a gun right as I finished getting Drayton out of his ropes. "What the bloody hell do you think you're doing?"

I was still grasping the knife in my dominating right hand and contemplated just ending the whole thing and slicing Robert Reyes's throat open and doing a favour but the way Christian was looking at me, he knew exactly what I was thinking and he was giving me a look telling me not to do anything stupid. And what I was considering was probably going to get me shot so in Christians books it was considered stupid.