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"WHAT IS THE REASONBEHIND HIDING YOUR 'EMPLOYEE' MR. CALLISTOR?"
Hans questioned him in a commanding voice but he had his own theories of why he had her hiding
"I-I was just drunk and - and because of that I hit her. I did not want my wife to think that I was having an affair when she had come down here so I hid her..."
Erik answered fearing that if he kept silent, the leader would shoot him because his voice sent the message to his ears about how angry he really was and would not take any of his shit seriously until he speaks the truth
"I see... Now I still don't believe that story but will leave the rest of my questions for... Is your 'employee' having a name?"
Hans demanded emphasising 'employee' and slowly letting his eyes wander towards her laid figured on the leather couch
" Sydney- Sydney Jones"
Erik replied lowly and Hans nodded with a small smirk at him
"yay! I get a friend, at least till the time I'm stuck here.."
Zoe joked and all the men snickered as they always found her ridiculous and Hans sighed as he gestured her to get back on working with the locks
"ugh- ow! Oh my head"
suddenly they all heard a low groan and muttering as they saw the lady wake up
"AHH! That son of a bitch hit my head ha-what the fuck! My hands. I,m done with this office I'm-ow ... Leaving"
she gasped as she tried standing up and walking a few steps after which she felt dizzy and almost fell but then she felt someone catch her
"not so fast darling."
A chill ran through her spine as he whispered in her ear with his hands Arms her waist.
She was not sure if should move or stand as the man who held her had trapped her with his silky voice
"who-who are you?"
She tried hard not to sound nervous and that worked as it sounded more like she was in pain when she spoke and that made the mysterious man release her from his grip
"a friend of Mr. Callistor, Miss Jones."
He said with a smirk and then she saw it, the guns, the men holding large guns and her former boss sobbing on the floor
"what on earth is- you are lying!"
She gasped as she realized how fucked she actually was now.
There were over ten men standing armed with ammunition and a lady typing away on her laptop, then there was this man with his expensive suit smirking at her.
She didn't realize that she was staring until he walked up to her and she snapped out of her trance.
Sydney started backing away until she reached the couch and stopped crawling as she saw no point in backing now
"I see that you are smart miss Jones. Seems like you figured out what we are, now I have some questions for you... Hope you will answer them and clear my doubts"
the man who Sydney figured out was the boss said it In a sultry tone which made her heart do summersaults even she had no idea who he was
"don't back away from me darling, I'm only helping you... Seeing that your boss had you all tied up and thrown under a table, his plans with you were not something great now... Was it?"
He was so close to her that she could smell his cologne and the warmth that spread inside her was unexplainable
"he... He was forcing himself on me! And when I tried to defend myself he hit my head with the whiskey glass. After that I was under the table... Tied up, you already know that."
She explained and he offered her a hand to stand up seeing her on the floor and she hesitated, not because she was scared but because she was afraid that he'd pull her too hard and it will hurt her already scarred arms
