Samine hissed in pain as the royal family's physician tended to her wound at her side as William paced in front of her. She had told him the entire story and was awaiting his reaction to what was being accused of her. The physician finished bandaging her side and proceeded to wrap her entire waist to keep the bandage in place. He gave her some mild painkillers and instructions to keep the wound clean before departing to leaving Samine and Prince William alone in his state room. She pulled a new shirt over her head that William had found for her in the palace to replace her bloody, torn, and scuffed up one which now resided in the waste basket. Rubbing her face, she leaned forward and rested her elbows on her knees and stared at the floor.
"What are you going to do now?" William asked causing her to look up at him and shrug her shoulders.
"I don't know really. Try and tell them all I know and hopefully they'll go and look and find the real killer so I can come out of hiding," she said and slowly stood up being careful of her wound.
"My lord, Ms. Nalia I think you should watch this," a servant suddenly said that walked quickly into the room and reached for the big screen television.
Turning it onto a news station, Samine jerked with shock seeing Detective Mackie leading Shelly out of a London police station in hand cuffs as the servant turned up the volume.
"Shelly Hillside was arrested today with charges of treason, murder of three American secret agents and the attempted murder of NSA head official Augustus Gibbons. Plans are in motion to have her deported to the United States of America after she goes under trial for the murder of several London police officers. She faces a minimum of 40 years in maximum security prison."
William looked over at Samine who was glaring at the television with a glare that could freeze boiling water. He cautiously took a step away from her as she bit her bottom lip and clenched her fists tightly by her side in anger. She closed her eyes and slowly counted to ten to calm herself but then remembered the charges and decided to count till about fifty and even then didn't think she would be any calmer. In her mind Mackie had just crossed the line and he was now treading on very thin ice which was about to break right under him.
"He's asking for it William and I'm going to give him more than the can deal with," she said calmly which only worried William more.
"What are you going to do Samine?"
"Give them what they want…me and a little bit extra."
Shelly glared at Detective Mackie as he walked past her to the wall behind her in the small interrogation room. She had been stuck there for the past four hours and she was not very happy about it but what was she to do about her predicament. She refused to tell them anything about where Samine was and the fact was, she really didn't know.
"So again I'll ask you. Where's Samine Nalia?" he asked as she looked at the glass plating in front of her.
"Go and fuck your mother Mackie, she's about the only person that'll take you," she snapped without looking at him.
Before she could glance up at him, he grabbed her around the throat and pushed her back in the chair till it hit the wall and his hand only tightened. She clamped her lips shut and glared up at him keeping her hands by her side. Refusing to give in she didn't acknowledge the tightening of her hand around her air way almost blocking off the air.
"I grow tired of this bullshit game Hillside. Tell me where she is."
"Like I already told you, I do not know. Even if I did I wouldn't betray her trust that easily and neither would any of her other companions. I'm more afraid of what Samine could do to me then anything you could ever dream up of and besides that we're partners and partners don't betray each other," she snapped partially to him and partially to the person she knew was on the other side of the one way mirror.
He released her throat and stepped away from her and she refused to rub her sore neck in spite of him and her pride. A knock at the door brought Mackie over to it as Shelly sighed and slouched in the chair wondering how long this was going to go on. Hearing the door close again she turned to look at the new arrival and warily eyed him.
"I should probably beat you ass where you stand now Xander Cage," she said watching him before standing up and moved away from the chair and him.
"I'd like to see you try," he smirked looking at the small petite woman on the opposite side of the room.
"I'd watch what I say if I were you. Samine and I worked together for a long while and we both know pretty much the same tricks," she said with a cocky smile as she slowly walked around the room.
"I know Samine and you probably do, but I really don't want to fight you. I just want to find Samine."
"Why?"
"So we can clear up this problem."
"It wouldn't be a problem if ya'll had used your brains in the first place. But oh I forgot, everyone running this shin dig is male and your brains are in your dicks," Shelly snapped as she walked up to him slowly. "Oh and Samine wanted me to pass this along."
Her fist slammed into Xander's jaw knocking him back a few steps shocking him at the strength behind the blow. Knowing it was coming before he got enough power behind the punch, she ducked to the left and stepped forward one step before slamming her elbow into his lower back. He arched away feeling the pain flare up his spine from the blow as he spun to the side and backhanded Shelly into the wall. Before Xander could reach her, Shelly jumped and grabbed the piping above her and swung her body up into the shadows above the bright lights for it was an older building and had the older type of architecture. He watched the shadows above him as all his senses came alive trying to find out where she was.
"How about a truce Shelly? I can see why Samine trusts you; I would too if I knew you better. So how about you come down and we call it fair? You tell me what you know about the case and we'll work together to clear Samine's name," he said and slowly held up his hands in mock surrender.
"You swear on Samine's life?"
"I hope it won't come down to that but yes."
For a moment neither moved a muscle until Shelly slowly lowered her body and dropped to the ground on the opposite side of the room from Xander. She reached up and wiped the bit of blood from the corner of her mouth with her thumb from Xander's hit and smirked at him.
"Good hit."
"Yeah, same to you," he grimaced as he reached back and gently rubbed his lower back. "So tell me what Samine and you found out."
Xander and Shelly stepped out of the interrogation room together and watched as Mackie walked past them quickly to a phone behind held up to him. Reaching for it he hit the speaker button and set the phone back in the cradle as everyone was silent.
"Good to hear from you Nalia. Saw that little run in with the cabbie in London. Hope your side isn't bothering you much," he asked as Xander looked sharply at him not knowing about the chase.
"You know it's my goal in life to impress you Mackie. Even though it takes so little for that little brain of yours in your dick," the voice on the phone said and Xander saw Mackie bristle under her little barb. Shelly snorted in laughter upon hearing the same line she just said to him but quickly sobered up when he shot her a glare.
"So why don't you make it a bit easier on my little brain and tell me where you are."
"No I don't want to make it that easy even though I know that you are having this phone call traced as we speak. You can tell them to stop, I'm still in London England but by the time you get here I'll be long gone."
Mackie looked at the officers that looked at him and Mackie slowly nodded his head to them before turning his attention back to the speaker phone.
"So what now?"
"Well you made a huge mistake Mackie, and it pissed me off to no end. See, I don't like it very much when you go after my friends. You can come after me with all you got, but when you go after one of my companions and try to lay all this shit on them; well that's when I start to lose patience with you. If you want to know who shot Gibbons and is trying to pin all of this on me; then meet me at NSA headquarters front lobby tomorrow at two o'clock. You'll get all the explanation and evidence that you want and even a little bit more. A bit of advice to you; be wary of how many men you bring with you Mackie. I also have a few friends with me and we don't like uninvited guests," she said and her voice was replaced with a dial tone.
Xander looked down at Shelly who smirked at Mackie and his bright red face. She crossed her arms across her chest and softly whistled to herself wondering if he knew just knew how much shit he was getting into. She gave him a 'eat shit and die' look when he looked over at her and she rocked onto the balls of her feet in humor.
"I want a jet to be ready for us at Heathrow in an hour. We go to Washington; I want the best snipers on the roof with the lobby in their sights and police officers around the entire complex. She won't come or leave without me knowing. Do you have that?" Mackie yelled as everyone scattered trying to follow his orders.
"Why do I get this odd feeling that Mackie is walking into a trap?" Xander asked Shelly as he watched Mackie make for the exit to get into the car to take him to Heathrow.
"Because he is and just so stupid enough to not see it. He doesn't know the Samine that we know," she said and Xander groaned knowing what Samine was capable of.
"We're gonna get an ass whooping," he muttered as Shelly looked up at him with a mock shocked look.
"As if they was any doubt."
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Okay everyone there is the new chapter; sorry it took me so long to get it out. I just didn't have a clue where I want to go…well I did but I didn't know how to get there. But here I am so hope you like it and everyone please review for me. I just love all my reviewers when they do; it makes me so happy! Okay so peace.