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Trigger warning... Format Update and Writing edit 1-15-2013...

Texas Tornado

-Secrets Out-

"Now, as I was saying how should we deal with this insolence?" Mr. Dario staggered toward her and picked her up, pinning her gently but firmly against the wall. "Any ideas… Sydney Cooke?"

"How do you-" Sydney was interrupted by his laugh as he watched her face.

"I know many things my dear Sydney. You'll just have to find out by yourself. Shall we begin?"

Mr. Dario ran his hand down Sydney's cheek and she flinched.

He was being gentle and she knew he was never gentle.

"Get away from me." Sydney pushed him but he didn't move.

"Now, now calm down or I won't be so nice." Sydney shook at that comment, she didn't fear a great many things but she feared Mr. Dario.

He was about six foot five and about 250 pounds pure breed muscle through and through. As well as she could remember he could lift anything in the bar without help, including the 200 pound kegs. The most intimidating part about him though, was his voice and eyes. They could be so soft they could make you sick; or so terrifying that you would run away crying. Yet, it was his middle look that was always the surprise. You couldn't read him at that point, he was using it now and it was worrying Sydney.

Sydney decided it was now or never and she scratched his cheek and went to run.

She was stopped in an instant and he picked her up by her throat. He proceeded by throwing her at his desk, which broke apart against the weight. Sydney was laying on the floor trying to catch her breath when Mr. Dario straddled her.

He licked her cheek and whispered in her ear, "My name is Razor, so now we're on a first name basis."

Sydney felt dizzy and it took her a few seconds to comprehend what Mr. Dario, Razor said.

"Please, I'm a Texas Ranger, just stop and let me go."

Razor just picked her up out of the debris and laid her on the floor slightly farther into the room.

" Did you hear me?"

Razor stopped what he was doing and looked her dead in the eye. "Yes, and I know dear, I'm an F.B.I Agent, been undercover for three years, real name's Razor Edge Talon. My parents sense of humor is branded by my name."

Sydney laid there shocked, if it was true she was screwed. Because if it was he would get away with whatever he did, disappearing into witness protection.

"How?"

"Yes, sweet huh?" Razor leaned in to Sydney's face.

"Now like I said time for the fun." Sydney knew she seriously had to get away and quick.

During Sydney's ordeal J.C. found Gage. Using his rage at being dismissed to beat him unconscious before he could get to his phone. Meaning there would be no Walker for help. Sadly Sydney was now truly on her own, Gage's last thoughts were hoping Sydney would be ok.

Sydney threw her arms up and pushed him off her, then she dodged for the door.

"GET BACK HERE SYDNEY!"

Sydney stopped at the scream, fear rippling through her, but only for a second then started for the door again. Razor caught her arm, nearly ripping it from the socket as he pulled her back to him and backhanded her.

Sydney fell to the floor and tried to crawl for the door.

Razor grabbed the back of her neck and jerked her back tossing her to the far side of the room. "You want out? You get through me and I'll let you leave."

Sydney sat in the corner cradling her arm and thinking hard about her new decision.

A/N: Yall know I write a cliffy with every story so I now command you to wait for the next chapter! lol Love yall!