Her voice holds venom which reveals that she doesn't think to kindly on her would be murderer. Garcia steps into the light and she doesn't look any different than three years ago, except for the obvious scars on her forearms and the scars that are hidden beneath her jeans. Briar looks to me,
"You know her?" I ground my teeth, does he like Garcia? Does he think she's hot? Whoa! Where did these thoughts come from? I've never had a green eye before and I'm not going to start now! But if he does I will kill her for good.
"I tried to kill her once, obviously it didn't work." I reply, gesturing to the root of all our Paige related problems. I turn back to her about to give her some snarky reply when Paige speaks up for the first time, and it's to complain to me.
"Kynlee!" She rasps with a weak voice, trying to yell but it's obvious it hurts her. Her eyes look unfocused and her head keeps lightly dipping from side to side,
"You murdered my friend! Faye is gone! Where is mom? Nooo! She isn't here she's at the train waiting for my friend for Apollo's wedding! Where am I?" Paige is moaning and panting like she ran a race and her words don't make sense through her mask,
"She's delirious," Briar whispers next to me, I glance at him,
"What's wrong with her?" I ask him, he doesn't take his eyes off of Paige laying on the ground,
"Carbon Monoxide poisoning, she has all the symptoms, she most likely has a dull headache, weakness, dizziness, nausea or vomiting, shortness of breath, confusion, blurred vision, and loss of consciousness." Right as Briar finished, Paige stopped her delirious ranting and passed out again. I tap Briar's hand to get his attention again,
"What's Carbon Monoxide?"
"Carbon Monoxide is a colorless, odorless toxic flammable gas formed by incomplete combustion of carbon." I whistle lowly,
"How do you memorize all of that?!" He shrugs,
"I do poisons."
I was about to complement Briar again when Garcia chuckles,
"He's right, I didn't expect anyone to know about Carbon Monoxide, it is a gas specially from Motunuamoloupe." I roll my eyes,
"Are we just going to stand here and talk about gases? If so, I'll just grab Paige and we'll be out of here," Faye's ears flash a bright, hopeful, white and she takes a step towards me which causes the near silent sound of a bow string being drawn to reach my ears, I smile slightly knowing Apollo has our backs.
"Let's make this quick Kynlee-"
"Don't call me that!" I snap at her, hating that Paige told her my name.
"-Ms. Salmon, Paige can only inhale so much gas before she dies and I would like to avoid that so agree to listen to me and I will remove the gas from her lungs." As soon as Faye is done speaking I nod my head vigorously knowing that I can listen but there is nothing she has now that can force me to actually help her. I turn to Briar and translate what she said, saying it loud enough so that Apollo can hear too. A thought strikes me while Briar drags a coughing Paige towards us,
"How could Paige understand you? She doesn't know much English," Faye looks at Paige's now semi-conscious face and smiles with a chuckle, her ears turn a mysterious black,
"We had a translator," is all she said but it was enough. Paige suddenly lets out a loud cough and gasps in fresh air,
"Faye d-d-on-t!" She rasps out, Faye smiles at Paige again,
"Don't worry Paige, I'll let you tell your friends about our little translator." Becoming fed up, I snap at Faye,
"Alright leave her alone! You wanted me to listen? I'll listen, but not for long so hurry it up! Lpyurutau slaus iea!" (Rkilagua crush you!) Briar glances sharply at me for my outburst then goes back to tending to Paige, I suddenly remember that I am the only one here that can understand Faye.
"My proposal is the same as three years ago, I want to use your connections to find Ms. Brittany Lewis's murderer," I scoff at her,
"Why would my answer change now? Cause you're not dead?! Well my answer is still the same! No." I repeat my answer with an icy voice and Paige starts crying, her tears leave streaks on her dirty face and she shoves her hands into her ratty hair,
"No! No no no no! Kynlee I can understand few English words but I know that one! Please help her! I have to get Amelia back!" Paige continues to wail out nonsense, I crouch down in front of her and whisper in a voice one would use with children,
"Paige calm down, you're still delirious from the gas, Agent Garcia wont hurt anyone I wont let her I promise." Paige hears my promise and calms down,
"Then you have to say yes, for Amelia."
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What An Assassin Has To Do
FantasyKynlee Salmon is elegant, athletic, driven and a little too impulsive. She was born in a rich family in a developing. She lived free of worries until she was about 12 years old, but at that point things began to change. Someone broke in and murdered...