The Taste Of Sweet Freedom

**AGENT MICHAEL**

"You truly don't have a plan? All my bravery amounted to nothing?"

I rolled my eyes since I could, it hurt a little but I had control of my eyes with the painkillers serving as it's supposed to.

"I didn't mean it that way, you can't expect things to just pop out unexpectedly, I will come up with a plan if you'll just give me time."

"I recall you saying we didn't have time a few minutes ago, now you need time to think!"

"Yes. I need time to think."

I snapped all too harshly.

"If I do not think about this carefully, we are going to end up with a huge mess on our hands. We might get shot as soon as we walk out of this place, I need a solid plan so if you would shut up for a second, maybe I can actually think then come up with something!"

I raised a palm gritting my teeth in anger.

"Fine. I would just look around to see if there's anything in the room we can use to escape or aid us on the outside."

Finally, He thinks.

I breathed and Ethan scowled before standing up.

I sh