**MR ANTONY SANTOS**~Day TenIt's midnight. A few minutes past a least.After standing at the entrance for over half an hour, the shock still didn't fall off my face.It's one thing to be a criminal mastermind, evading the capture of the FBI while working for the Russians, it's another thing to do all of that while pretending to be an informant.It's dancing on both sides of the field.It's sick and twisted and I can't imagine how Agent Michael must feel.He was his informant.It was he who told him things about the operation and currently the details of the land Tracy is suspected to be on.If he finds out, the guilt will beared by him, all eyes would turn to him and all fingers would point to him as they judge him for making that mistake.Agent Michael went back to the hut filled with computers.In this moment, I was able to lift one leg up andmove.Getting to the hut, I opened it and he was frisking.His hands were shaking, swiping on the screen in different directions.He sniffl
**TRACY SCOTT**~Day NineThe worse kind of feeling is falling asleep while crying, you wake up with a massive headache, runny nose, a heavy heart and the inability to do anything else except lay in one spot and think about your life.I remember crying ever night after my mom died. I'd cry while staring at her pictures, watching our old videos locked up in my room away from everyone else and the world.It feels as though history is repeating itself a second time.I'm crying over the loss of someone I love.First it was my mother, now it's Antony . My bodyguard. How ironic.A married man who I'm supposed to have no emotional attachment for, yet can't get him off my mind even in death.It should be evening by now considering the sun had gone down and it was dark outside."Finally. She wakes!"Tina exclaimed, clapping her hands as she walked in. "I was considering strangling you while you're asleep, but I rather prefer you die extremely painful. I want my face to be the last thing you see
**TRACY SCOTT** ~Day NineI wrapped my hands around his neck, placing my palms on both sides of his cheeks.What am I doing?Breaking away, I shoved him lightly, gulping down what was left of the kiss.I got up almost immediately, pacing around the room.He trailed behind me, his hands circling my waist, spinning me around, crushing his lips on mine all over again."Stop."I struggled, my protes barely audible to my ears.He deepened the kiss, his hands reaching my back, then moving down to my ass, he squeezed softly, I moaned straight in his mouth, my hands trailing downwards to grab his members.I held it, stroking his length while it remained in his pants.My self control is struggling to get free, put an end to this madness, but it's the burn at the back of mythroat and the alcohol coursing through my veins that gives me the strength to control.This is exactly what I need to distract myself.Soon enough, he tugged at the bottom of my strength, my cue
**ANTONY SANTOS**. ~Day Ten"What is the plan?"I inquired, seating in the back.He took a harsh turn in a hurry to reach the search radius."No clue, I think I'm just going to wing it.""I thought the first rule of being an Agent is to always have a plan."I quoted him."Alright then. The plan is to save Tracy Scott ."He took another turn."I like this plan.""Great. Let's try to see it through no matter what.""That we can both agree on."He took a final turn as we approached thesurrounding areas."They are already here."I pointed to the vehicle parked in front."That's not good."He parked the car a little far from the other.We jumped down and handed me a gun"You do know how to use one right?"I stared at him like he just asked if I knew how to breathe."I will take that as a firm yes. We don't have much time. Let's go.""Go where? We don't know where they
**ANTONY SANTOS**. ~Day TenAt the end of the tunnel, we met a door blasted open from the outside, probably locked from the inside.Shawn has been busy.Around the door about four Russians laid dead.He singlehandedly took them out? Ryder deserted him as I sure other members of his "team" did as well. He clearly does not need them.I crossed over the bodies into the next part of the base.It got even worse from there.All around they were dead bodies, Shawn passed through here killing everyone who stood in his path.Just then, Michael pulled towards the corner as we heard footsteps."He found the entrance. He's inside. Every available men should go there now. Boss's orders!"One of them roared to the rest of them.They left in the opposite direction as Michael and hide behind those drums."We need to trail them. They will lead us to Tracy and the rest of them"Michael whispered, slowly coming out.I followed his movements,
**ANTONY SANTOS**. ~Day Ten"Should have chosen to remain back here. Would've gladly let him get blown to bits...."I grumbled, parting the door slightly to see if it was okay to move.He stood behind me letting me take lead and if possible all the fire.I got my gun out, securing both sides before venturing out."Cover me!"I yelled for Agent Michael.I tugedd on Ethan's arm so he wouldn't be so fucking slow.The gun shot went off but it wasn't from my gun. It whizzled past us, I turned and it hit one of them behind us."Fantastic aim."I commended, narrowing my gaze. He twisted his lips then his gaze landed on Ethan.Those eyes widened in recognition so at least I'mnot the one who has a problem with hhsi traitor."She'll explain apparently. She's the one who asked for this.""Well it better be an air tight explanation."Michael added. I could kiss him now for staying on my side."We'll see, but first we have to leave t
**ANTONY SANTOS**. Noise.Incessant ringing at the back of my ear.Louder than a bell ringing.More annoying than an alarm clock on a Monday morning.It won't stop. It won't go down. It won't go away. Shit.My eyes fluttered open on their own accord.Shit.A massive puff of smoke hit my lids, forcing them to shut back.I got thrown off balance by the wind or smoke.Maybe both.What the hell happened?I heard a groan.Tracy Shit.I forced my eyes open again, desperately trying to locate her in this sand storm or whirlwind."Tracy."I croaked, coughing. Something hit hard against the back of my throat, I coughed harder trying to get my voice back"Tracy"I croaked harder. I could hear her moan in pain, but my sight was poor. I couldn't see anything. No damn thing.I heard the first and second explosion before ours went out.They knew exactly what they were doing. They knew that we'd make a run for it, but they couldn't calc
**MR SCOTT**. The clock keeps ticking and I can't tell if it's just me, but the sound is so much more annoying than it used to be.I can hear my watch, or my senses are heightened due to the fact that I am terrified, worried, and curious.That's three diverse emotions all at once.Terrified for what went wrong during the operation. Agent Michael knew all too well that something will go wrong, this was his fail safe but I prayed that I won't have to use it.I guess I did.With almost three hours gone since they left, I'm left to wonder what the contents of this bag are.It's light as a feather, if it's empty I'll lose my shit.I'm worried about their safety.If there's anything this entire journey has pushed me into learning, it's the fact that we are all equals.I might be richer or more famous than the rest, but at this point I'm no different from either one.I can't worry for the safety or Tracy Scott alone, it's the a