He was in the interrogation room. The cold white walls still had smears of blood on them from our last traitor. The two way mirror made the whole room feel like a movie from the other side. It was almost like having an out of body experience.
He stared at me through that two way mirror, his eyes had once been kind and caring, but now they were a mess of rage, and fear. They were hard now, the chocolate brown had melted away leaving only the pitch black pupils to engulf the eyes. He stared at me, and I at him. My heart still pounded furiously when I saw him, in the mask or out. It killed me thought to see him strapped to the chair like that.
His face was rippled with defeat, I guess he imagined that he was going to die tonight, and I was the one to let him know that that would not be on the program. Tonight I had much bigger news, much more detrimental news for my almost-lover.
Dave walked in.
"He's all yours," he spoke, cracking his knuckles under those thick gloves.
"Good." I spoke, my voice strong, but only I could detect the sadness.
"Do you want an escort?" Dave asked, I agreed, and he assigned Elite; his real name Steven, to escort me, and play guard to the room.
The three foot expanse of hallway crunched beneath my feet, I adjusted my mask, and put my wig on.
"Give me a second will you?" I asked Steven, his grey futuristic military style costume dulled his bright orange mask, it shimmered in the light, and stuck to his face like Chris's.
"Sure Minnie." he said to me. Steven had always been there for me, like a twin brother, it probably helped that we were the same age, and were both 'the urban ninja'.
I took several deep breaths, my hands were shaking. I kept telling myself that he couldn't do anything to me, he was strapped to the chair. I gained my self confidence and signaled Steven to open the door.
I walked in, the sound of my foot steps echoed, the noise bounced on the walls, it shattered the terrifying silence. He looked to me. He didn't say a word, but I could just tell what he was hoping for. An empty chair was placed a few feet away from where his was, I slowly paced to it, and sat. I averted my eyes, the sight of him tore me apart.
"You look well Mindy." Chris said, his voice hollow.
"I wish I could say the same for you." I said, my voice strong and curt.
He laughed, and a small sick smile creeped across his face.
"So, why are you here?" I asked him.
"Why are you? Are you going to kill me? Oh sweet, sweet irony." he cooed towards me.
"That voice doesn't work on me anymore," I said, my voice quivered, very noticeably, I cursed myself.
"Well apparently it does." he said, I could feel the self satisfaction ooze from his mouth.
"I turned myself in because, I'm tired of living this life,"
"You mean where you murder innocent people, and deal drugs to increase your already substantial wealth?" I said in a condescending tone.
"No," he said simply. I was puzzled.
"I'm done living a life without you Mindy." he said, it was that tone, the same one that had reeled me in that night we made love.
"So get it over with, I prefer you use your signature..." his eyes darted to my butterfly knife.
"I'm sorry to tell you this, but I wont be killing you tonight, no one will." I spoke, "against our better judgment we are deciding to let you live, but like I said...against our better judgment."
He sat there, a wave of confusion washed over his face.
"Why? Why would you do this to me?" he asked angrily.
"Because I see change in you." I spoke softly.
"Change?" he asked
"Yea, change. You said a minuet ago that you didn't want to live a life without me." I said, oh I was cunning.
"But I cant have you, I know that." he said, he obviously was to freaked out to get what I was saying.
"Listen, you are the reason why I am who I am, you are the reason why I've lost myself respect, and dignity, and you are the reason for my entire family's death, but let me let you know that for once, I am at fault. I egged this relationship on, I forced something that went against both of our morals, and I'm sorry for that. But now I might be able to use my mistake to help...you..." my voice cracked on the last word, and the room went silent.