**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

**MR SCOTT**. Is this stupid? Yes.Is there a chance I'll get caught and killed? A bigger yes.Will I dive into it regardless? Hell yes.Picking my keys from the desk, the set jingled around my arm while I typed the address in my cell for safe keeping then opened the door to leave."Highly predictable Mr Scott . Agent Michael suspected that you'll pull a stunt like this in the event that something went wrong.""Good. Don't try to get in my way or stop me. It won't end well."I seethed, clenching my fist by my side."He gave me the orders not to let you pursue him. I can't let you leave, I'm afraid."He crossed his hands, placing them in front of him while blocking my path.I rolled my eyes."You're joking. Let me pass."I demanded sternly, looking around for my secretary or anyone that could help me."I'm afraid I can't do that, Sir. I assure you that the bureau is doing everything possible to ensure no one gets hurt or dies, they will do their best to return everyone back to the

**TRACY SCOTT** After getting wholly drenched by the rain, I reached the car first and got in, Antony followed with a second or two behind.We were both panting, struggling to catch our breaths, but it's already raining heavily outside."What are you doing here? I thought you were going to stay there?"I pointed a finger towards the driver's seat and nudged my head forward.He arched his back, chuckling a little and so did I."I can just stay here a while then go back there because I'm exhausted."We shared another laugh. I looked around and the downpour intensified by the second."Lock the doors."I motioned to his side. He locked it and j secured all the windows, reached over for the jacket laying on the chair, tugging to it in search of what to do that'll keep me busy for the duration of this not to mention having to endure having Antony so close and being unable to do a damn thing with him.It's torture with him just sitting there, I can't kiss him. I

**AGENT MICHAEL**"I do not care the amount of pain I'm in at this moment, if you don't shut up and do exactly what I tell you to, I will find a way to get up from this bed, head over there and slap you so hard you'll fall unconscious again."I threatened, squeezing my eyes further."Be useful and check this entire room for a first aid kit or anything, get me painkillers then after that I want you to go into the bathroom and get a bowl of water so I can try to "wash" my eyes if that's a thing. Hurry because as soon as they come back, they will try to ask questions and we have no clue what's happening. Then it's dead. Dead. Dead. Better step on it."I ordered. That seemed to get him back into gear. I heard his rushed footsteps scattered all over the room, I heard him drag cabinets in search of what I asked.It's too much to check if the door was left open then order him to go outside to see if there are any pain meds. That's too much, right?"Found it!""Holy Christ! Are you trying to

**TRACY SCOTT** "Ma'am, I'm unable to hear you clearly due to the poor signal of your current location, but I can understand that you are in danger, could you please keep the line going as we attempt to trace your location with our equipment.""She said, I looked at Antony and he gave an approving nod.That doesn't seem like a normal response to a 911 call.They are dirty. They're also tracking our location meaning they will arrive soon.If they are making use of satellites as Antony predicted, then they will be caught by the F.B.I it would mean the plan hasn't gone up in flames just yet.Terrific."Could you confirm your name and provide any detail that might help us ascertain your current state. Nothing is too small as we'll be able to use anything you provide."She halted waiting for a reply.I cleared my throat within myself preparing to tearup again."I am not certain, but a bomb went off and because of that I got separated, I ran and I got here and