Chapter 6: A Proposition
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About A Week Earlier
Sabrina listened to the man before her, "I hear you've come into a little trouble. I think that you and I can help each other." He was a slightly older man, but clothed and carried himself with an air of old and still very existent money.
She eyed him just slightly suspiciously, "Go on."
"You're a hunted woman, and by some very dangerous character at that. It makes me think that you must be an extremely valuable or dangerous person yourself."
She simply arched her eyebrow, "I wondering what your purpose for taking to me is."
He sighed, "Ms Grimm, I've heard a lot about you and I've come to realize that I am much in need of your assistance. I think that you might need me too,"
She gave him only a nod,
"Some of my contacts at the NYPD training facility told me about you. They say you're quite skilled, which means that although you'd be perfect for my job, you'd most likely be snatched up by the Police department. Even the CIA had some interest in you. which was why I was so happy to hear of your misfortunate connections, a mob bounty on your head," he clicked his tongue disapprovingly, "I'm a man who many people would like to kill. I need special security, you can give me that," He smiled.
"I can? And what can you give me in return?" What Sabrina wanted most was to punch this man who taunted her and walk victoriously away. However, he was right and probably more so than either of them knew.
A smile spread over his face, "We both know you can. In return I can give you a new identity both physically and legally in just a way that won't arise attention from your enemies."
She let out a breath that she didn't even know she was holding. It was just what she wanted, "What would I need to do?"
He gave her a slightly condescending look, "Just attend some parties. Listen into a few conversations. Ask a few questions when necessary. Easy stuff you know. If you accept my offer, I'll tell you all about it."
"Fine, just give me a few days," she conceded.
An almost maliciously charming smile masked his face, "Of course! When you're ready, fallow the directions on this paper."
Sabrina didn't fully trust him, but knew that he was her best option.
Later, Sabrina watched her chick flicks with Elie and tried to laugh along, but she could help but think about leaving.
She didn't want to leave, but she knew that she had to. If she didn't he would find her and her family. Sabrina could only imagine what he would do to them if he found out.
That night after readying her bags, she dreamt.
Sabrina was in an office, but she wasn't herself.
The place was familiar, like maybe she'd been there before. Of course she had. For some reason she knew that this was hers. She controlled it, everything. She enjoyed that power.
She was looking down onto a desk, her desk. It was expensive and perfectly neat. right in front of her was a folder. She opened it.
There was a picture of a girl who didn't know she was being photographed. Blonde and tall. Blue eyes and beautiful. "Sabrina Grimm" was written on label. She was filled with anger and disappointment, maybe too, a sense of betrayal.
This girl would pay for what she'd done. She would be killed.
Sabrina woke, sweating and breathing hard. The dream was fuzzy. She could only remember the barest hints of it, but the message was clear. She would have to run, and run now.
She found the paper the man had given her, and read it.
Sabrina, thanked her police training a years of escaping foster homes for her smooth exit. She slid open her bedroom window and climbed out onto the fire-escape. After dropping her duffle to the ground she swiftly followed, landing in a crouch after falling ten feet.
Her immediate goal was to get as far away from the apartment as she could, before getting a taxi. A few blocks away she found a girl in the ally. The girl was maybe a few years younger than Sabrina. She was huddled in a corner, shivering.
The note had said to ditch her luggage at the fist chance, and this was as good an opportunity as she could get.
After reassuring the girl that she could keep the bag, Sabrina kept on going.
She follow the letter's direction perfectly, switching cabs at least three times before giving her driver the final address.
"You sure that's where you want to go?" He gave her skeptical look in the mirror.
Sabrina could tell it was out of city, but it couldn't be that far, besides, it would mean a bigger tip and toll for him. She gave him her look, "Yes, I am. Do, you have a problem with that Mr...," her eyes fell a sign reading 'Hello I'm Mort, I'll be your driver today', "Mort?"
He grimaced, "Not at all."
The ride passed in silence. She missed her family. Sabrina knew she might never see them again and that nearly broke her heart. But she knew that this was protecting them. If she want back, He'd find her and them.
"Ahem! Were here, miss. " The driver was nervous.
Sabrina looked out the window and understood the driver's skepticism.
In front of them stood a massive iron gate. Behind it was a gigantic house. It was modern and stood out from the landscape like a palm tree in the North Poll. She figured this mansion and it's security measures could shame the Whitehouse.
"Thank you, Mort!" She handed him a large roll of cash that would much more than cover her ride, "I'd really appreciate it if you didn't mention this little ride to anyone." She smiled to him and exited the car.
After watching him drive dazedly off, she turned towards the gate, which opened for her. Well this is going to be interesting, She thought.
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Well what do you think? I probably won't update for a while now. But I wanted to finish this as a goodbye present for all you wonderful people. So I'm thinking of writing an off shoot one-shot of this story featuring two of the minor characters, for the twisted relationships challenge. What do you think?