Irresistible Passion

05. Who, me?

Ginna POV

"Hey, are you in trouble?" I hear from a parking garage behind me.

I look over and he looks american. "Yes! I'm an american!"

I run to the guy as I continue. "I was kidnapped by a gang their trying to kill me."

"It's gonna be okay." He says right before he handcuffs me.

"What are you doing? I'm an american." I tell him as a bag is pulled over my head from behind me. I breath in the smoke and knock out instantly.
• • • • • • • •

I wake up sitting in a chair with my hands handcuffed to a table in front of me. I see sun light through a small window and I look around the room.

It looks as if I'm in a basement or some sort of underground place. It's nicer then the other place I was taken when I was first kidnapped, definitely smells better.

I hear a door open from behind me and a caucasian male walks in and around me then sits down on the other side of the table as he places a file down.

"What am I doing here? I'm an American citizen, I've been kidnapped and I'm looking for my friend Mia Garcia." I tell him.

He ignores everything I said. "So how long have you been working for Ernesto Ramiro?"

"Who is that? My name is Ginna Gonzale-"

"I know who you are." He cuts me off as he reads from the file on the desk. "Your Ginna Gonzales born 2001, your a.. dress tailor." He laughs at the last part. 

He then looks at me. "Are you Ernesto Ramiro's girlfriend?"

"Your not listening to me, I'm an American. I know my rights! I want to me taken to the U.S. embassy." I tell him as my voice gets lower.

"They already know about you. My name is Jack Thomas and I'm an agent with the drug enforcement administration." He says showing me his badge.

He pulls out the phone Ernesto gave me. "This is an encrypted radio cell phone, they can't be tracked. So your telling me he gave you one of these and doesn't even know you?"

He then pulls out a phone and shows pictures of me stealing the Tesla from the building Esto took me too. "This isn't you?"

"It is but-"

He cuts me off. "But what? Did it make you feel important to be hanging out with Ernesto?"

"What? No."

He continues. "I get it, your a nobody. You have nothing and then comes this bad guy. He's flashing money around and buying you nice things.."

"I don't have anything to do with this, please you have to believe me."

He pulls out the same phone again. "Look at this."

"The building you blew up was a public court house." He shows me pictures of the dead body's from the explosion.

"Uh noo." I cry looking away.

He puts the phone in my face again. "No look look, seven D.E.A. agents, two judges and twelve innocent people are dead because of you."

"Oh my god." More tears fall from my eyes.

He flips through pictures of the D.E.A. Families. "Nah look, look at them. Those are my friends, these are real Americans."

He puts the phone down. "We have you in charges for terrorism, murder.. do you know how long you'd go away for?"

He looks at me. "Thirty, forty, fifty years. Unless you help us."