Not a daughter of Roosevelt

AVERY

"Current Location?" Maverick asked over his shoulders asking Carter who was only a few steps away from us.

"An old warehouse not far from the airport," Carter replied looking up from the iPad in his hand.

"Did you bring the file?"

"Yes Sir."

"Hm."

"What file?" I couldn't help but ask.

"You'll see." He replied mysteriously before patting my head. I smiled and nodded my head obediently.

"We're here," Carter announced and I stopped in my tracks almost immediately. My eyes looked at the two wooden doors in front of us. Two men dressed in black that looked twice my size were standing at the door, guarding it.

"Boss." They greeted with a bow.

"This is my wife.", Maverick said showing them our entwined hands.

"Ma'am." They acknowledged me with a bow as well.

"Hi." I greeted them with a light wave. They pushed the wooden doors apart and I immediately stared inside the room. Three figures were seated on the floor, all bound with a rope on their hand and leg.

"Are you sure you want to do