Behind the Evil (Villain Series Book Two)

The Caught

Chapter Eighteen

The Caught

I awake in a cold room. My whole body aches, especially my stomach but at least I’m not dead. My head throbs painfully and the bright light beaming at me doesn’t help. I look down at my body; I’m wearing the same clothes I was before. I’m sitting on an uncomfortable white bench with only one rug, my hands and legs are handcuffed. I look around me; I’m in a glass cell. I couldn’t have passed out for too long, I hope. The floor is tiled and the walls outside the cell are tiled too. There are guards standing outside my cell but they face the other way. A control panel stands a few meters in front of the cell door, security cameras watch me. My cell appears to be the in the centre of the room, it seems I’m going to have no privacy here.

The guards come to attention and I see the blonde head of Henry Roht walk to my cell followed by a man in a white lab coat with glasses. The guards open the large glass doors for Henry and he stands before me in silence.

“Mind if I use the bathroom?” I ask casually, breaking the silence.

Henry punches me in the gut, raising the sick feeling I have. He retreats his arm away and I throw up over my clothes. “Disgusting.” Henry spits.

That doesn’t even describe half of what I feel. “You’re the one who punched me, idiot.” I retort, I feel a little better now that I’ve thrown up but now my headache is so much more apparent.

“Just keep talking like that; we’re broadcasting your weakness to every person with power’s TV’s. You’ve lost and in three days time, we’ll execute you right in the town square so everyone can see the last moments of Ikol’s fall.” Henry says, spitting at me again.

“So I’ll just sit here, needing to shit badly, for three days and then you what, hang me?” I growl, glaring at him. I wish he would just let me out of these clothes; they’re really starting to stink.

“Oh you won’t be bored; you’ll have three full days to think about all your wrongs and the bullet which will end your evil corrupted brain.” Henry laughs loudly, it booms around the room. How can people not see that he is the evil one? He just laughed as a generic evil villain would.

Henry wipes a tear from his eye once he finally stops his manic laughing and his blue eyes pierce into mine. He steps towards me and leans in close to my face, as if to study its swollenness. “I’ve won.” He whispers before cracking into laughter again and exiting the room.

The man with the lab coat sighs and takes a step towards me. He has a trolley of food that I hadn’t seen earlier. The man’s hair is graying; he has square glasses and hazel eyes, similar to mine. His face is kind and wheels the trolley closer to me. He picks up a cloth from the trolley and dabs the soft fabric against my face, making me feeling instantly better. It must be some medicine for allergies.

“I can’t believe you worked with Ikol. Such an evil man, but then again so are you. You’re his finest soldier.” The man mutters to himself, still dabbing my face. I’m going to be getting this a lot, I’d better get used to it.

I laugh but there is no humour in my voice and shake my head, “Evil? What is evil? Is it the murder of innocents the torture of the captured?”

The man stops dabbing and looks at me with serious eyes, “Yes.”

I smile, “Then you’re wonderful Henry Roht is completely evil. Tell me,” I look at the man’s badge which reads John, “John, how many captured Tene have you tortured in here?”

I expect for John to get angry but instead he only look at me sadly. The smirk fades off my face as he silently picks up a bowl of soups and tried to feed it to me. I keep my mouth shut and stare at him. After a while of silent staring he sighs, “Eva the food isn’t poisoned, you won’t be treated well here so you need to eat to protect yourself.” He says softly. Why is this man being so nice to me?

 I glare at him, “Most of you people call me ‘Cupid of Death’, it’s friends who call me Eva.”

“Then consider me a friend, because right now I’m the one who will be attending to your needs.” He says, lifting the spoon up to my face.

I roll my eyes and open my mouth a fraction. He places the food in my mouth, it’s surprisingly tasty and I realize that I’m starving. The spoonfuls are more welcomed after that. Once I finish and I’ve had two full glasses of water John stands up.

He wheels the trolley away from me, “I’ll be back soon for a toilet break and we can change your clothes then too.” The glass doors close behind him.

I drop my eyes away from him, I no longer feel as sick as I did before but I still have a slight headache. I knew it was a risk being Valentine’s most loyal servant, dedicating my life to serving him and working to bring him justice but only now am I suffering for it. I was lucky I survived so long without being caught; we’re so close to the end the risks have just increased. Will I ever see Valentine again? See my best friend Jett? Play cards with Jett, Darcy, Amara and Blade? I never got to play cards with Duke. That thought is the worst, I finally have Duke, and things were finally going right in my life. I don’t want to die. I want to live and enjoy the freedom that Valentine’s win will bring.

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-Duke’s Point of View-

“There was nothing you could do to save her?” I shout, clenching my fists as Darcy shakes her head. I know I shouldn’t be yelling at her but I can’t control my fear, I should have gone with them. Maybe then it would have been me and not Eva being caught.

“Eva knew the plan and if I even tried to save her it would only mess things up. She’s strong Duke, she’ll be fine.” Darcy says reassuringly. Normally I’m the one doing the reassuring.

We’re back at the mansion, Lavender and Oliver are resting and I should be but I can’t sleep knowing Eva is stuck there for three days until we can save her.

“Henry hates Eva, he’ll treat her terribly!” I cry, feeling sick.

Jett slaps my shoulder with his hand and smiles at me. He’s as unstable as me, he isn’t yelling which I expected him too but instead he’s shaking and I can see the fear in his eyes. “Don’t worry; Eva would want you to just make sure her capture was worth it.” His whispers with a wobbly voice. Jett should listen to his own advice.

Of course Eva wouldn’t want us to worry. She’s so strong and brave, I admire that a lot in her but not even Eva can be fearless of what they might do to her.

I walk down to my room, they’re planning to execute her and I can’t let that happen. I’ll put everything into the next three days, to make an immaculate plan that will save the girl I love.