We Meet Again 2

Twenty Eight

(Karachi, Pakistan 628 miles south of Afghanistan)

(Mar'i)

Mr. Damien let me out of what he called 'my room' for a minute to get some fresh air. There was a balcony attached and everything around me outside was very pretty. I remembered TT QB telling me to take sneaky pictures, so when Mr. Damien left out on his cell phone, I grabbed my phone and sat down. I held it in front of me so no one could see, turned the flash off, and snapped everything I saw. I got a picture of the water that was all around, some of the trees, some people that looked like they were walking camels... wait... is that a camel? Wow!!

Then I turned and got a few pictures of the plants growing up the sides of these castle looking walls, then of the people that looked like they were running far below me.

Why are they running? They look to be frightened from what I can tell. Then I heard four loud bangs that sounded like fireworks.

'Bang... bang... bang... bang!'

'HUH!!! (gasp) The three people that were running fell to the ground and there's blood everywhere! Oh no... (pants) OH NO!!

Mr. Damien just shot those guys in the back of their heads, and then laughed about it! I definitely got a picture of that! I quickly hid my phone again and ran back inside the room to hide.

'Is he going to do that to me? Oh please... I want my mommy! I want my mom (whimpers). Mommy... where are you?'

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(Raven)

Meanwhile...

After many attempts of trying to contact BB, I just gave up. Clearly he's forgotten about me because the BB I knew would've responded in a New York minute. He's probably just busy. He does have a lot on his plate right now, so I don't want to make unnecessary assumptions, or interrupt what he's got going on, so... I'll wait. It's getting later in the afternoon, and my subordinates haven't brunt Star or Mandy to me.

'I really hope that I don't have to go on a killing spree this soon! I just got out the tub... hmp.' I thought as I towel dried my hair. I sat on the bed and looked at my phone again, hoping for the best, and got the worst.

He still didn't respond.

"Patience Raven... just calm down and have patience." I coached myself aloud. Then there was a knock at my door.

"Enter." I announced and a lower-level member escorted Mandy into my room. The sure panic in her expression made my heart break. She was terrified. She backed into the corner of the room, silently cried, while hugging herself as if she was cold.

However she never took her eyes off me.

I stood and slowly walked over to her. Her breathing increased from panting to outright hyperventilating. This child was freaking out... and she should be! Imagine going from making cookies with Dylan and her grandmother, to committing her first murder as a means to survive. Hell, anyone would behave as she in this present moment.

"What's your name?" I asked her gently.

"Are you going to kill me? What do you want with me?" She lowered her head and glared at me with hateful reddened hazel eyes.

"I asked you... what's your name." I was a bit harsher because I didn't want to come off as a squishy little teddy bear. She still had to see that I was the superior, and she was not. Funny, I never thought I would be mentally disciplining a teenager... hum.