Agent

Chapter 31: Pain

 Look out for POV change!

Alex’s POV

Do you ever feel like you’re not meeting someone for the first time? It’s like you’re seeing their face for the first time but you could have sworn you’ve seen it before.

“Kay- Agent K take a seat?” I remained standing, I was too focused on the face before me. I didnt bother because I know the redhead will push me onto it anyway. And she did.

Green emeralds shone in the light and there seemed to be a halo around his chestnut hair with silver strands. He wore a formal black suit that clearly didn’t seem to fit the old warehouse setting. I couldn’t see his face clearly.

“What… who… why” Three different sentences tried to escape my mouth at once making me look like a fool. My stomach churned at the full view of the man.

The man from the gym.

That’s why he looks so familiar but I’m left back to the reason why.

Great now I’m more confused.

“I look familiar for a reason.” He said rising from his office like chair- again he seemed like a lost business man in a warehouse. I barely noticed Red Head tying me down with more rope.

Yes, because I could totally break through the first time.

“Now never mind that something’s are done for a reason, no matter how much we hate them. Stay still and this won’t take long- hopefully.” He looked sad, as if he was forced to do this. I decided to play the help tactic. It’s basically when you act like the ‘good cop’ and offer them help. Hopefully he’ll soften and tell me who he’s working for and let me go.

“Look I can help you.” This sounded very ironic because I was tied to a chair-partly helpless. “Star Agencies can offer you safety. Tell me who you’re working for.”

The man laughed as if all had been done.

Probably has.

“The things we do for love…” He sighed. “You cannot help me out of this one, Agent K. Some debts can only be filled in a certain way.

“Sir, do we need her conscious for this?” The Red Head asked.

“Yes we do.” He sighed once again.

“Conscious for what?” I hissed as he stepped towards me but missed me when he stalked to a set of computers. I looked down to my  chair and it turned out to be some high tech chair with little LED lights flashing and different switches-for what I have no idea. There was a red and yellow chord hanging off the side of the chair waiting to be plugged in.

Red Head strapped thick black strips around my wrists and attached the chord to this. I couldn’t help but also notice a silver platter next to my chair with a knife, scalpal and tweezers.