Agent 3

Part 12:

Three:

There is only one person in this world that I truly feared and that was him.

When I managed to escape I vowed that if he ever caught me again I would find a way to kill myself because death was far better then the sick shit he could plan.

But he was always the only person that could fill me with dread just from hearing his name.

Until today.

I sat frozen in place as I watched them step towards me.

I could hear the yells from Ace but my mind couldn't even comprehend what was happening.

Even the pain had been completely blocked out.

This could not be happening.

It was impossible.
    
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30 minutes earlier:

We had reached the warehouse with no problems but when we arrived there was no security outside.

What the hell?

It had to be a trap. There was no way they would leave it unguarded.

I looked back at Ace, Amir and Mark who all had the same look on their face.

Confusion.

"It's got to be a trap." I finally said, they all turned to look at me.

"How do you know?" Amir asked.

"Well who else would leave the last warehouse seemingly un guarded unless you wanted to lure someone in?"

He nodded back.

"Well we can't leave now can we? We have a mission to complete." Amir said quietly.

"I guess..."

"I mean he has a point." Mark shrugged.

"Ok, but we don't know what could be in there."

I didn't want to say what could be in there.

It's too late for that.

"I mean we know it's a trap so maybe that could give us an advantage, you know? I mean if they think we are stupid enough to not realise then maybe they underestimate us too." Ace added.

"I doubt it but whatever you guys decide is what we will do." I said but uncertainty filled my voice the more I thought about it.

"Looks like we're going in." Ace whispered.

"If you're sure..."

We both got up I held my pistols in front of me and he held his rifle up.

I had a really bad feeling about the whole thing.

The more I argued the more it seemed like I knew more then I was letting on.

We silently walked down towards the warehouse and there was still no sign of anyone.

We opened the door.

Not even locked, this was beyond a joke now.

We walked in to scout it out before we called Amir and Mark.

As we stepped in I felt a hard push against my back, falling forwards I then heard the door slam shut.

I got up quickly, to see two assassins walk from behind us to join the others that had just walked around the corner.

They watched us, not yet attacking.

There were eight in total.

Shit.