Sark grinned inwardly as Vaughn entered the interrogation room. Kendall had already had the truth serum injected, and was waiting for it to take effect, when the brown haired agent entered with Jack. He noticed that Vaughn looked at him suspiciously, searching for something that would confirm his suspicions.
The British assassin knew that Vaughn was onto him. Vaughn wasn't a stupid man. And neither was Jack, Sark thought, as he eyes wandered onto the quiet man. Jack was a hard one to read, but Sark knew that he was also suspicious. Kendall seemed to be the only one in the room that held no suspicions about his capture. The bright led by the dull, Sark commented to himself as the door opened again.
This time, Sydney Bristow entered. She looked around at her father, her handler, and her boss, nodding to each in turn, before she turned an icy glare to Sark. If looks could kill.
Kendall nodded at her entrance and turned his attention to Sark.
"The serum will have taken effect by now," Jack said in a monotonous voice. Sark laughed inwardly. If only they knew…
"We'll start with the basics, since we somehow seem to know so little of you," Kendall stated, trying to look intimidating, however his shining head dulled the effect. Strike one. "What's your full name?"
Sark looked at them, visibly restraining himself from the effects of the serum.
"I told you this wouldn't be easy. He has a strong will." Jack said to Kendall. Kendall turned and glared at Jack.
"Who's in charge of this interrogation? Me, or you?" Kendall growled. Internal problems. Kendall views Bristow as a threat. Interesting.
"Pardon," Jack said, looking somewhat aggravated by Kendall. With a proud nod, Kendall turned back to Sark.
"State your name."
"Mr. Sark" Sark replied.
"Your full name"
"Mr. Sark," Sark replied.
Kendall sighed in aggravation. "What is your first name?"
"Mister," Sark responded, smiling inwardly as Kendall seemed prepared to strangle him. Strike two.
"Perhaps the serum hasn't taken effect yet," Jack suggested, further angering Kendall.
"Well then, perhaps you can do better," Kendall snarled, before turning and leaving the interrogation room. Strike three.
Jack sighed and turned to his daughter and Vaughn. Sydney shrugged, while Vaughn continued to watch Sark with suspicious eyes.
"Perhaps we'll wait for a better time…" Jack began.
"There is no better time than now," Sark interrupted, mysteriously. Sydney looked at Sark, confused, while Vaughn continued to look at him with suspicion.
"What do you mean?" Jack asked.
"As Ms. Derevko says, truth takes time."
"What do you mean?" Sydney asked. Sark stared deep into her eyes, drawing her in his own blue eyes.
"Those who now are your friends, will become enemies, while enemies will become friends."
Vaughn cursed, breaking the spell that Sark had on Sydney. "Don't listen to him Syd. He's up to something."
Sydney started to agree with Vaughn, however she caught Sark's eye and something there kept her quiet.
Jack sighed, and turned to the guards at the door. "Take the prisoner to his cell. And under no circumstances are you to take your eyes off of him. Is that clear?"
The guards nodded and entered the room to take Sark away. As they pulled him from the room, Sark managed to catch Sydney's eye and mouthed the words, 'Beware Kendall' before he disappeared down the hallway.