Bab 13: The Betrayal #1
The world was definitely on a carousel ride, Diana thought.
She couldn't focus her vision into one thing and felt a blaring headache crashing into her as if she had the biggest hangover in the world. She would fall out of her seat if her hands weren't bond together behind the chair she was sitting on. Her face was looking down at her tattered jeans and her left leg was covered in a bandage and she didn't dare to move it.
"Should we keep her here?" She heard someone speaking.
"Well, what should we do then? No one would suspect her being here," another answered. She smelled cigarettes, and it only made her feel worse.
"Did we get any other orders yet?"
"No, but that snitch with a suit is coming over soon." She kept her eyes closed, acting asleep. Snitch with a suit? Who was that?
Most importantly, where was she?
She couldn't hear any other sound. The place she was in was cold, and she could smell an overpowering aroma of metal, copper, and oil.
She could feel her headache slowly fading away, as she regained her ability and consciousness, but she felt her neck hurting from keeping it down. The two watchmen behind her continued talking.
One laughed, "You seem to have so much hate for someone that has helped us a lot." The other one spat.
"Should I be thankful? Yeah, he has helped us get a lead on how to enter and kill our way through, but I hope leader doesn't consider having him in our team. I would be watching my back every second if that happened." Diana felt cold suddenly.
Someone had snitched. Someone had betrayed the family and left them in cold blood. She had a sudden concern for her family, were they okay? Zack had told her that he heard they took them to the side house, but if so, her family would never really leave her. Not with how much they doted on her and loved her - as her memory served. They would have never left her all alone in a library.
Another thing was, how had she never detected a sound coming from downstairs if all the guards that came to her were killed? That made no sense, unless…
Unless someone had enchanted the door.
She internally frowned. If someone had enchanted the door, they would have needed to be powerful to be able to put a spell that would lock up the whole room and effect not only her but the two guards standing too.
She could only think of three people, and she hoped that she was guessing them all wrong.
She sneakily opened her eyes and looked around the place she was in. She had a hunch before, but she was really in a warehouse. There were a huge number of accumulated boxes and stacks of wood placed on the farthest corner. She saw a few barrels that spelled DANGER on them and she had a bad premonition.
Where was she exactly?
The place had no windows except for the little ones near the roof, and there was only one exist that was shut close. Except for the lamp near her, the whole place was dark, and the ground underneath her was utterly filthy with scraps of old papers and pieces of burnt wood.
She closed her eyes when she heard one the men getting closer.
"She is still out cold." She felt her face being lifted and willed herself not to move. "Too bad she is going to die," He sighed, "She has such a lovely face, too."
Chills ran through her body. What time was it? Nerves and anxiety shot up to her head. She couldn't die like that. When she was thinking of this, she heard the gate open up. The screeching sound hurt her ears but she kept still.
"Did leader come back?"
"No, but that snitch sure did," one of them grumbled. She heard more footsteps coming closer and the sound of something producing a clicking noise.
The footsteps stopped not far away from her. "Any news?"
"No, we just cleared the house and found nothing," A new person with a dejected voice said. "The leader got pretty mad about this." Then someone coughed. "Fortunately I wasn't the one who delivered the news over."
"What will we do now then?"
"If we searched high and low and found nothing…," She noted the silence. "Then what's left is her." she clenched her teeth.
Did they get to her parents?
She wanted to know the time so badly.
"I don't think you are paid to chat around," A familiar voice said. "Get to work!" The men around her jogged away.
'Oh no, please god no.'
She heard him getting closer to her, and a familiar cologne hit her nose. A hand was placed on her hair, and it was pulled backward roughly. "Open your eyes sweetheart. You aren't fooling anybody."
She gritted her teeth and opened her eyes slowly after taking a deep breath.
She could feel her heart breaking at the sight of the person in front of her. Memories started surging up. The emotions this Diana had gone through and moments she had spent, everything started coming back and she couldn't control her heart contracting.
It wasn't exactly her that was going through these feelings since her mentality was going through a whole different ordeal than her heart and body.
She felt as if someone was ripping her heart apart slowly and a few tears forming in her eyes.
"No, no," A gloved hand wiped away the tears before they fell, "Don't cry, Munchkin," His voice contradicted the peculiar look he had on his eyes.
"James..,"
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