"Now Katniss, let's talk like civilized people shall we?"
"Says the person who just shocked me with 20 thousand volts."
"As I was saying, I need you and even if you don't want to help, you will."
"Why?"
"Ah yes, you were always the one to ask the right questions. When they were bringing you back here they gave you a powerful tranquilizer and while under that influence it wasn't very hard to do what had to be done. You were implanted yet again with a tracker except this is no ordinary tracker we give recruits, no, this is a new and improved model."
"What does it do?" The smirk on Snow's face was churning my stomach, knowing that a reason for that smile was my possible doom.
"I can track you anywhere in the world at any given time, you can't jam it nor can you remove it without hurting yourself. We've also induced a kill chip to the base of your cortex in case anything happens."
"We've been through this before Snow and I still managed to escape."
"Indeed but besides all that you will also have a, let's say, personal bodyguard that only mission is to ensure you won't escape or do anything that would damage Division."
"Who?"
"That would be Cato here. Designation Career."
After he said that my blood ran cold, Careers are not normal recruits that get picked off the streets or death row, they are people who have been training in Division their whole lives which makes them about 80% more dangerous than any recruit and knowing that I'd have a Career 'guarding' me was like a slap in the face. I can forget about my escape as long as he's here.
The boy/man from before is the one who will be guarding me and assessing him now I can see perfectly why Snow chose him, Cato, to be my guard. He is huge, muscles rippling with every breath he takes and even from here he seems threatening, ruthless even.
"He will also be the one to occupy the recruit room you saw in front of your own."
"What?"
"Why, my dear, did you actually think I'd leave you in a room alone with no supervision? That would simply be reckless of me."
"What will I be doing?"
"Pardon?"
"In the 'missions for our country', what will I be doing?"
"The exact same thing as if you were an agent. You will train here and when a mission comes you'll be debriefed and get ready for the op."
"Very well then. Am I free to go now?"
"Of course."
Snow pushed some button and my locks opened and I was able to massage my sore wrists and get up. As I was making my way across the room he called yet again.
"Oh and Ms. Everdeen?"
"Yes Snow?"
"As of now Cato will be with you 24/7. He and Walker will accompany you to your new room."
I merely turn to leave, in my time in that office, no matter how short it was, I realized that no matter what I do I'm still entangled in Snow's web but just because I have to take it doesn't mean I have to like it. I'll fight this to the very end.