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To Throw Yourself Away
Chapter 3
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The two men entered the cell in dead silence. Both were running over what each planned to say to the one person that could possibly help them rescue Sydney. Her mother. For the past 30 minutes it took to reach the cell, each mind had been silently formatting a strategic conversation. A conversation to be as quick and as informative as possible. Every minute they spent talking, was another minute Sydney would, no doubt, have to spend hostage with Sark. This was definitely a matter that need to be handled carefully.
Irina turned her head to greet the approaching footsteps. Jack and Vaughn stepped up to the glass carefully, still nervous about talking to this villain. But, anything for Sydney...
Irina, no doubt, knew they had to be here for a reason important enough to call them both from their daily routines. It must be about Sydney. Irina especially fancied Michael Vaughn. He had obviously won her only daughter's heart, and she could see how. He was easily one of the most charming, intelligent, protective men she had ever had the grace of meeting. She recalled his father being the same way. Jack, on the other hand, she did not fancy quite so much. She knew he had a truly kind heart deep within him, but she still ditested him for spoiling their daughter's life. She had been the only thing stopping him from using Sydney in his so-called, Experiments, and when she left, there was no one and nothing to stop him. She had only wished health and happiness to the one being she had had part in creating, but Jack had ruined that the first chance he got. It still disgusted her to this day.
Jack began the conversation abruptly. "We are here because one of your highest operatives, Mr. Sark, had kidnapped Sydney."
"Sark kidnapped her?! When?!" Nothing could upset Irina more than a disloyal operative. She had specifically told Sark never to mess with her daughter, but he had obviously been to young and egotistical to listen. He would pay, the poor young fart he was. But what troubled Irina even more, was that she knew, with no doubt in her mind, Sark would want with Sydney. Sark had mentioned it once when she had purposely given him a light dose of truth serum during dinner. They had been talking about how Sydney was one of the best agents of the CIA and SD-6 and would be an asset to their organization. Sark had then reminded her that Sydney would never conspire to work for the enemy and that it might be wiser to just sleep with her himself and raise her kid into their organization. She had yelled at him and sent him to be locked up for 36 hours.
"Two days ago, when Sydney was on a mission to retrieve the antidote for me in Estonia, she was caught by Sark. Last we heard, she was formulating some sort of deal with him to get the cure. Then, we lost contact. Do you know what he did with her, do you know where he would keep her?" Vaughn begged.
"Sark would only want two things from Sydney that I know of. One, he would want her to work for him. Two...well two...there's no easy way to put this but...he would want a child from her if she refused to work for him." Irina fidgeted.
"He would want to sleep with her?!!!" Both men yelled in unison.
To Throw Yourself Away
Chapter 3
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The two men entered the cell in dead silence. Both were running over what each planned to say to the one person that could possibly help them rescue Sydney. Her mother. For the past 30 minutes it took to reach the cell, each mind had been silently formatting a strategic conversation. A conversation to be as quick and as informative as possible. Every minute they spent talking, was another minute Sydney would, no doubt, have to spend hostage with Sark. This was definitely a matter that need to be handled carefully.
Irina turned her head to greet the approaching footsteps. Jack and Vaughn stepped up to the glass carefully, still nervous about talking to this villain. But, anything for Sydney...
Irina, no doubt, knew they had to be here for a reason important enough to call them both from their daily routines. It must be about Sydney. Irina especially fancied Michael Vaughn. He had obviously won her only daughter's heart, and she could see how. He was easily one of the most charming, intelligent, protective men she had ever had the grace of meeting. She recalled his father being the same way. Jack, on the other hand, she did not fancy quite so much. She knew he had a truly kind heart deep within him, but she still ditested him for spoiling their daughter's life. She had been the only thing stopping him from using Sydney in his so-called, Experiments, and when she left, there was no one and nothing to stop him. She had only wished health and happiness to the one being she had had part in creating, but Jack had ruined that the first chance he got. It still disgusted her to this day.
Jack began the conversation abruptly. "We are here because one of your highest operatives, Mr. Sark, had kidnapped Sydney."
"Sark kidnapped her?! When?!" Nothing could upset Irina more than a disloyal operative. She had specifically told Sark never to mess with her daughter, but he had obviously been to young and egotistical to listen. He would pay, the poor young fart he was. But what troubled Irina even more, was that she knew, with no doubt in her mind, Sark would want with Sydney. Sark had mentioned it once when she had purposely given him a light dose of truth serum during dinner. They had been talking about how Sydney was one of the best agents of the CIA and SD-6 and would be an asset to their organization. Sark had then reminded her that Sydney would never conspire to work for the enemy and that it might be wiser to just sleep with her himself and raise her kid into their organization. She had yelled at him and sent him to be locked up for 36 hours.
"Two days ago, when Sydney was on a mission to retrieve the antidote for me in Estonia, she was caught by Sark. Last we heard, she was formulating some sort of deal with him to get the cure. Then, we lost contact. Do you know what he did with her, do you know where he would keep her?" Vaughn begged.
"Sark would only want two things from Sydney that I know of. One, he would want her to work for him. Two...well two...there's no easy way to put this but...he would want a child from her if she refused to work for him." Irina fidgeted.
"He would want to sleep with her?!!!" Both men yelled in unison.