Chapter 10: Caught
I wasn't sure I liked this whole sneaking around thing. It reminded me of the spy novel I had just read. It felt… wrong.
I turned the corner, narrowly avoiding a group of guards. I wondered why I even volunteered to do such a dangerous thing like this without any help. It was a foolish thing to do, but me, maybe the most sensible person of the Layton household besides Layton, did it.
I could hear Matthew talking down the hall. There was the same voice from earlier too. I ducked behind the banister and watched a couple of goons lead Matthew into another room. He seemed oddly calm.
I saw three people leave the room, but four had gone in. Perfect. I can go in, get Matthew, and sneak away, hopefully unnoticed. Even in my head it sounded silly and a little too chance-y.
I sighed and opened the door to the room where Matthew was. I must have caught him by surprise because I saw him flinch.
"K-Katarina? Wha-what are you doing here?"
"Getting you out of here. We need to hurry."
"This is too dangerous. You need to get out of here as fast as you can!"
I snorted. "You're talking to the person who just knocked down someone twice her size without throwing a single punch in her life. I think I can handle myself just fine."
"You don't understand! These people are really dangerous."
"That's why I need to get you out of here. Now stop arguing and come on!"
Matthew hesitated, but eventually followed me out. In my concentration, I wasn't paying attention to where I was going. As I turned the corner, we both ran into a group of guards and a man in a trench coat, like the one in the picture.
"What do we have here?"
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Trapped, trapped, I kept thinking. The dismal room I was in, which reminded me of a police interrogation room, wasn't improving my mood anymore.
"How could I be so stupid?" I mumbled. The guards had probably just found Clive and the others, thanks to me. I hadn't said anything, but I was proof that the rest of them escaped.
Stupid, stupid, how could I be even more stupid…?
A man that reminded me of a gorilla poked his head in.
"The boss wants to see you."
The room I was put in wasn't any better than the one I was in. In fact, it was made even worse by the fact that Clive, Gina and Tomi were in there too, staring at me as I walked in.
"Sit."
I reluctantly took a seat next to Clive. He didn't seem angry with me, but I couldn't tell what he was really thinking.
"So you are looking for the time orb?" I didn't answer him.
"I have it."
"Kind of suspected it." I mumbled sarcastically. I expected the man to kill me right then and there, but he just chuckled, a sound as equally frightening as the professor yelling at us.
"You have a sense of humor. Good. I advise you to stop chasing after the impossible." He turned to me when he said that.
"Oh yeah? What's stopping us?" I was wondering where I got the guts to say all of that.
"I think you know."
A guard stepped up, pointing a gun at my waist.
"I see," I gulped. Thankfully, the guard put his gun away.
"I will let you go, but you must leave this matter alone. As for me, there is a Rembrandt in Siberia that has caught my eye." The man waved his hand to dismiss us.
As we walked out, Clive turned to me.
"What just happened in there?"
I thought about how to answer. "I had a gun pointed at me?"
"No, not that. Since when did you have an attitude like that?"
"It's not an attitude. It's pure stubbornness." I shrugged. "I don't like people who threaten me with guns."
A/N: Short, yes I know. I was rushing to get this up. Review, please.