Hello to you. Here is chapter 7. With shouting and swearing. I thought I'd give you fair warning before you read. Enjoy

Chapter 7- Ruddy Stark

Day 22

Took out camera number 3 yesterday. I just do it so I can talk to Patrick when he comes to fix it.

The door suddenly opened and Patrick came in

"Hi Patrick."

"Hello Stella love. You alright?"

"I'm ok. You?"
"Fine but I need to tell you something, you've got to stop destroying the cameras."

"Why?"

"I heard the guards talking. They said if you destroy this one they'll beat you."

"Beat me? They said that?"

"Yes. Just stop before you get yourself hurt love."

"Ok then." I had no desire to be beaten to a pulp

He smiled and set up his ladder. "I've got to get this fixed. They think I'm up to something because I'm taking so long." He fiddled for a bit then finished. "There all done."

"What would happen if they found out you talk to me?"

"I'd probably be sacked or Stark would shut the department down."

"Stark can't though. He's just an agent." I pointed out

"Oh my dear. He's back as Chief Agent now."

I groaned. That was bad very bad.

"Who's he sacked so far?"

"10 M I High teams."

"Ten?"

"And Hamish Campbell always backs him up. I don-"

"Hamish Campbell. Who's he?"

"New head of MI9 my dear. I don't trust him if I'm honest."

"So he and Stark have shut down 10 M I High teams. "

"Yes. They want to cut my department to."

"Why?"

"They want to focus their resources on training agents."

"So they just cut your department all together."

He nodded

"That's unfair."

He gave me a sad smile "Life isn't fair my dear."

"Ruddy Stark. I'd kill him if I got the chance."

"You won't though will you Miss Knight." The voice made my blood run cold. Stark was standing in the doorway.

"What do you want?"

He came up to me "Nothing from you." He grabbed my arm and twisted it so he was behind me.

"Let her go." Patrick was standing there with his gun pointing at Stark

I response Stark grabbed my other arm and twisted it till I cried out. He then put his head on my shoulder and a kiss on my cheek. It made me shiver. I hated him.

"Do you really think the old man can help you now?"

"Do not test me boy. I will shot." I could see the anger in his eyes. He would shot

Stark saw it too because his grip on my arm tightened and his nails dug into my wrist. Bloody hell.

"I won't ask again boy. Let her go." His finger was firmly on the trigger.

I could feel Starks breath on my neck. He wasn't scared.

"No"

Patrick smiled. "Your choice boy."

I closed my eyes. I heard him pull the trigger and then felt Stark pull me to one side. The guards burst in and took the gun from Patrick. They pinned him against the wall.

"No Patrick! Leave him alone!" I crawled over to him but Stark pulled me back.

"Take him to the cells." Stark shouted. His nails dug into my wrist again

"Let him go! I'll do anything just let him go!"

"Anything?" Stark repeated. He had a smile on his face.

"As long as you let him go."

"No. I'll pass. Lock him up." Stark shouted

Stark let me go and threw me on the bed. I looked at my wrist. His nails had dug deep. Something sharp suddenly went into my skin. A needle.

"Sleepy time Stella."

I felt my limbs go lose then the darkness took over.

Dun dun dun. She's not dead before you complain that I've killed her off. she's fine just sleeping. till next time.