Chapter 6:
It's been a week since Belle Roux. Sean and I were officially partners, The only difference now I that we're friends. We successfully killed Ovechkin Now all who was left was Semak.
But among all the good news, I didn't feel safe. It felt like I was being followed or tailed. Like everywhere I went, I had to keep my guard on, always look over my shoulder.
It was just a matter of time until Gogol, another major crime association, and Zetrov get a hold on me and kills me to.
I had to be prepared. Get weapons.
Division Weapon Department:
I had one huge kit bag under my arm when I arrived there. I took two shotguns, a rifle, two pistols, three knives and tons of ammunition.
"Whoa!" I heard someone in front of me gasp. My head shot up in alert.
"Oh, hey, Sean. Shouldn't you be assisting Amanda up there?" I asked, tightening the straps from the Kevlar vest around my chest . I pulled my jean jacket over.
"I should be asking you the same thing. And, like Amanda said on my first day here: I'm only here to observe. Remember?" He asked.
" Well, I should be suspicious about why you're here, when on that very same day, we tried to kill each other. Remember?" I looked at him.
"Ah well, I kind of assumed it would be more interesting to hang out with you than listening to the back ground info of Ryan Fletcher, one of Nikita's partners!" He checked out the weapons while talking to me.
"Yeah, I know him." I said. Ryan and Nikita were friends for about a year and a half now.
"Alex I was wondering.. could I ask you a few questions?" He tilted his head. I didn't want to up to meet his eyes. They make it so much more difficult to say no.
"Sean, I'm really kind of busy right now!" I stuffed more weaponry in my bag.
"Who's the target anyway?" He asked.
"Me. Zetrov put a hit squad on me, remember?"
"But you're safe here! No one knows where you are. Or who you are."
"Sean, I'm taking these weapons home, I don't wanna be in Division longer than I have to!" I zipped the bag up.
"Actually, for thhat's what I wanted to ask you about! Division." He looked down, waiting for me to speak.
"Go ask Amanda!" I laughed.
"I don't trust her." He said.
"And, what? You trust me?" I laughed.
"With my life!" He said immediately, without hesitation.
"But, you're Oversight. Can't you just force her to give you answers?" I crossed my arms.
"Not if I wanted the truth! Plus, I'm not asking for Oversight. I'm asking for me!"
"Is there a difference?" I tilted my head.
"Yeah." He nodded.
The park, that night:
"So she tells me about Ryan Fletcher and that Nikita used him. But what Amanda doesn't know is that I did my own investigation on him. The man is a typical boy scout, a clean slate his whole life. And now Amanda expects me to believe that Nikita seduced him into killing three Division agents!" We talked while we were walking in the park.
"Sean, that's not what happened. The three agents were killed by a Division plant. All Nikita ever offered Ryan as the truth."
He nodded.
"How don't you know this? I mean, didn't Oversight brief yu on every detail about Division?" I wanted to know. He refused to look in my eyes.
"You'd think they would, wouldn't you?" he looked at the grass, kicking a nearby pebble.
"Sean, you know you can talk to me, right? It's not like Division is listening." I tried to assure him.
"You sure about that? 'Cause someone's been tailing us for the last two minutes." He looked behind me. My heart started pumping in my ears.
"See? I told you I wasn't crazy!" I whispered. But my train of thoughts were interrupted when Sean laid both of his hand around my waist and rotate the to of us 180 degrees. He held me close and whispered intho my ear.
"One o clock. See if you recognize him." I nodded and peeked over his shoulders.
"That's not Division, that's Gogol!" I cursed under my breath. I spun around just in time to see someone pointing a gun at us.
Oh no! Sean! He wasn't wearing Kevlar! I had to save him!
Without second thought, I turned and knocked Sean over just in time. I received two shots in the back, but at least he was safe. I fell down on top of him he drew his gun and shot the guy that shot me in my back while I shot the guy who was following us.
They both fell to the ground. I looked down to meet Sean's eyes. They melted me from the inside. He swallowed and smiled. Without thinking, I slowly bent my head down.
Just before my lips touched his, we heard a grunt from the guy I shot.
We got up and Sean held the gun over the stranger's face but I grabbed it away. I recognized him. It was Yuri, one of my close friends from my childhood. Why was he working with Gogol?
We needed to question him.
I looked at Sean but he was looking at his hand. I followed his gaze.
When I pushed away his gun, somehow my hand's managed to grabbed his hand. I immediately broke our contact and walked of the car.
I left him in the park that night, not knowing what he was thinking.
Good job Alex!
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