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Chapter 12
Vaughn's POV
"You're my bait." I had a weary feeling about this, but what other choice was there really?
"What do you mean?"
"It's simple, Agent Vaughn. Sloane wants to kill everyone Sydney loves. You top that list. We will put you in a convenient place to be captured, and implant a passive tracker in you so we will be able to follow you later." I felt like a lamb being led to slaughter which was almost true in this case. Irina had a point though. This would be the perfect way to find out where Sydney was. It was worth the risk.
"Alright, where do I have to be?"
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Sydney's POV
This isn't happening. I wasn't tied up in a metal chair listening to a creepy voice talk over an intercom. Will and Francie wasn't facing me from the other room. No one had an agenda against me. I kept repeating these things in my head hoping that it was true. That this was all a dream and I was just laying in bed with Vaughn. Tears rolled down my already wet cheeks. I was sick of this. Sick of all of this. Why couldn't everyone just go away and leave me alone?
Finally after a little while, I pulled myself together realizing that I couldn't let this man get to me. I wasn't going to let him win. Staring through the glass, I saw they had tied Will and Francie up. Bright lights glared at them. Francie was slowly breaking down and Will was trying to keep her calm while trying not to break himself. They couldn't see me and probably didn't know why they were there. Well, Will may have an idea, but Francie would not. If help didn't come soon, they would... I couldn't bare to say it or think it. Knowing that there was no way I could escape, I prayed that Vaughn would find us in time. Just then, the man spoke again.
"Sydney, look at them. Look at how miserable they are. You've caused this, Sydney. If you had never betrayed Arvin Sloane, this would not be happening right now." I ignored his comments knowing he was only trying to upset me. He wanted to make me believe that this was my fault.
"What does Arvin Sloane have to do with this?" I spat out.
"He was my brother." I couldn't speak. How could Arvin Sloane have a brother no one knew about? How was it possible? I took a deep breath. At least I knew why this man was against me now. It didn't help the situation, but at least I was no longer as confused as before. Looking over at the glass again, I saw two men enter the room. They injected Will and Francie with some green substance.
"It takes awhile to work, but when it does, they will be filled with excruciating pain. Don't worry though, it's not lethal. I'm waiting for the whole gang before I do any killing." I prayed that it wouldn't come to that. I knew that someone would find us eventually. It was just a matter of time.
