"Did you enjoy your conversation with Brigitte?" he asked. Before I had a chance to answer he continued, "Of course you did. After all I was listening…"
I rolled my eyes, but he continued. "Brigitte is a woman of many talents… one of which I will indulge you in… You see she's not only a hot little number, but she's my employer's latest fixation"
"In case you were wondering my employer, has an interest in you too."
"Really?" I asked. "You see I have an interest in vomiting on your shoe, but you don't see me acting on it…" I replied smugly.
"That might have something to do with the fact that the martini you consumed was laced with a new little something special… And nausea will be the least of your worries once the entirety of the effects sets in… You see I have the antidote, you don't. I have your Intel, and you don't. It seems you might want to hear what I'm about to say"
I gulped. Today was not my day. "Where's Vaughn?" I hoarsely asked.
"Oh yes, Officer Michael Vaughn could be safe in California, but if this conversation doesn't go well he might find himself in the closet to your left…bound and gagged… I assumed you'd resist…"
My eyes bulged, my breathing grew more rapid. I never imagined that this would be how it ended. I always pictured SD-6 being taken down first. I guess this was it. Sark had me drugged, he had the one man I trusted locked in his hotel room and he had the power to crumble my world.
"Sydney, Focus" his voice cut through my broken train of thought. "I need to know the pass code to the safe at the Geneva Lab affiliated with SD-6. I also need the ring you acquired last month in Bolivia. You have an hour to decide if you want to help me and my employer or if you'd like to die a painful slow death… The pill I'll hand you in a moment will detain the side effects that you're experiencing for an hour…"
He handed me a small purple pill. "Only a hour though, so if you try to escape you'll be signing your death certificate. As for Mr. Vaughn…You can confer with him…"
He looked at his watch and set an egg timer on the coffee table. "Good luck. I'll trust you'll make the right decision…"
I rolled my eyes, but he continued. "Brigitte is a woman of many talents… one of which I will indulge you in… You see she's not only a hot little number, but she's my employer's latest fixation"
"In case you were wondering my employer, has an interest in you too."
"Really?" I asked. "You see I have an interest in vomiting on your shoe, but you don't see me acting on it…" I replied smugly.
"That might have something to do with the fact that the martini you consumed was laced with a new little something special… And nausea will be the least of your worries once the entirety of the effects sets in… You see I have the antidote, you don't. I have your Intel, and you don't. It seems you might want to hear what I'm about to say"
I gulped. Today was not my day. "Where's Vaughn?" I hoarsely asked.
"Oh yes, Officer Michael Vaughn could be safe in California, but if this conversation doesn't go well he might find himself in the closet to your left…bound and gagged… I assumed you'd resist…"
My eyes bulged, my breathing grew more rapid. I never imagined that this would be how it ended. I always pictured SD-6 being taken down first. I guess this was it. Sark had me drugged, he had the one man I trusted locked in his hotel room and he had the power to crumble my world.
"Sydney, Focus" his voice cut through my broken train of thought. "I need to know the pass code to the safe at the Geneva Lab affiliated with SD-6. I also need the ring you acquired last month in Bolivia. You have an hour to decide if you want to help me and my employer or if you'd like to die a painful slow death… The pill I'll hand you in a moment will detain the side effects that you're experiencing for an hour…"
He handed me a small purple pill. "Only a hour though, so if you try to escape you'll be signing your death certificate. As for Mr. Vaughn…You can confer with him…"
He looked at his watch and set an egg timer on the coffee table. "Good luck. I'll trust you'll make the right decision…"