21 Chapter 21 (1/2)

Jaycie's Point of View:

Right as the get to the door I had seen so many times, the grip of whatever he had given me released. I screamed. Not this room. I couldn't do it. I couldn't take it. I thought I had been getting stronger, I thought I was getting better. I thought that I had started to heal after breaking, but the terror that ran through me just by the sight of this door tore through the facade. I tried to push away, but I still felt weak. I couldn't get out of Azeel's grip. I started begging for them to let me out as Azeel and Colton started to lock me to the ground.

”No. Please don't put me in here. Please. I will tell you anything, please.” I felt tears streaming down my face. Colton turned smirked at me, ”You aren't going anywhere.” I could see the four nail marks that crossed his cheek. ”Why aren't you frozen?” I ask. He runs one of his fingers over one of the nail marks. ”Oh, did someone's poison get corrupted by her nail polish?” I silently curse. I had forgotten about that. The makeup and nail polish corroded the poison. That is why Colton was still standing, and why Azeel wasn't dead from kissing me.

I watched as Azeel looked at me once. ”I knew you were different than the others. Now I know why you yelled at me, acted like you were better than me. You must be stupid to think you could try and kill Xalem.” I felt more tears spill out of my eyes. Then I remembered Colton's plan with the Princes. ”Wait, Azeel. Colton and his father are trying to-” I was cut off by a slap to the face. Azeel just walked out. I turned to Colton as he said, ”You don't know what you are talking about.”

I saw the mirror's around me. They all reflected what I truly was right now. A broken, weak, girl. Colton was standing right next me, the spitting image of an assassin. He looked deadly next me. The light seemed to stay away from him. He crouched to where he was face to face with me. ”Don't worry Jaycie. We won't lay a hand on you.” I felt fear well up in me as he ran a mocking had down the side of my face, making the hair on it frame my face. I asked, ”What do you mean?” His smile turned deadly, turned cold. His voice dripped in venom as he said, ”Well you friend said you didn't know anything, we are going to have a nice little chat with him.”

I screamed. ”No. I know the whole plan. I know more than him. I was the one who made this mission. I picked him to be my partner. I know everything.” Colton walked towards the door as he said, ”Oh Jaycie, you should have said something sooner. Now it is your fault that Garret is going to die today.” I felt sobs rack through me. ”No. Please don't kill him, I am begging you. I will tell you everything. I swear.” I heard Colton give a truly evil laugh. ”Looks like we can kill him sooner then. We have a backup source.” He left and I screamed again. I couldn't hold back the screams. They filled the room and didn't go away.

Colton's Point of View:

I stalked out of the room slamming the door. I can't help but thinking, ”This woman is the right one, but something is wrong with her. After tracing her for three years, I would know if she acted like this, but I have never heard a story of her plead with a captor to get away. Saying she would take the interrogation to keep a partner out of harm is normal, but never in tears? Why is she like this?” I walk into the room her partner is in.

It is an observation room. He is already tied into a chair and all his blades are gone. He also has a split lip and the forming of a black eye. ”Three years of tracking Jaycie, and I have never heard of this guy.” I think. I walk in the room and see Azeel looking livid at Jaycie's partner. I simply walk to the far side of the front of the room and look through the one-way window. Jaycie is screaming, and it sounds through this room like a muffled echo. Her partner is facing the window, and he already looks defeated. I turn to him and lean my back against the window. ”So, who exactly are you?” I ask.

Azeel's Point of View: A few seconds earlier

I am staring at Avi. The guards had a hell of a time tying him down. One of them is dead. Garret has left the small battle with a split lip and black eye. As soon as he realized the window, his attention was locked in there. The man who showed us this room was still in there speaking to her. I didn't bother asking Avi anything because I knew I wasn't getting answers. Once I started listening, I was shocked.

”Why is he calling Kiya, Jaycie?” I say. Avi doesn't even acknowledge me. I watch the scene unfold and Kiya...Jaycie...Kiya, the girl starts crying. Sobbing. She is also screaming. ”This is the most emotion I have seen since I meet her. He has gotten angry, but only for short bursts. She never shows this emotion in front of me. Of anyone from what I gather.” I think. He runs a hand down the side of her face, and she seems to flinch, but it is almost too small to notice.

I turn to look away from the window. Avi watches in pure horror at what he is seeing. I am mad at him for not answering me, and for making her do this. I hear the door to the mirror room shut and a second later the door to this room opens. Colton walks in and walks to the window, watching Kiya, or Jaycie. Whoever the woman is? After staring for a few seconds, he turns to look at Avi.

Garret Point of View:

”So, who exactly are you?” Colton asks. ”I am Avi. Why does she know your name? Why did you follow us here? Why do you keep bothering her?” Colton flies forward almost to fast to watch, his dagger is out and at my neck. I see Avi's eyes go wide. ”I ask the questions. Got it?” I grit my teeth and say, ”Sure.” Colton re-claims his spot by the window, dagger already where it belongs. ”So, who are you?” Colton asked again. I see his lock pick set at his hip, ”I need to get it.” I think.

I keep my mouth shut and he says, ”Answer.” I think for a second, ”I will when you let the innocent woman go.” Colton chuckles. ”She is not innocent. She is a skilled fighter.” I glanced at Azeel and he looked confused. ”Oh, do you not want him to know all about her little secrets?” I hear a bite in the word him. ”Shut up.” Colton smirks. He walks up to me, then around me in a circle. ”So, you don't want Azeel to know she is a skilled fighter, and an Assassin? That she kills people for a living? Oh, or maybe that her name isn't even Kiya.”

Azeel steps forward, ”What do you mean?” He asks. Colton smirks at him. ”Oh, you don't know?” Azeel shakes his head. Colton starts to speak again, but he also walks behind me, so with all my power, I push my chair back into him making him topple over, me landing on top of him. I quickly snatch his lock picks as he shoves me off. ”You really are stupid, aren't you?” Colton asks, standing up. He stalks up to me, dagger out. ”I am giving you one chance. You try anything again, you die. Are we clear?” I laugh.

”You need me. You need my information.” Colton smiles. ”Oh no I don't. Jaycie can tell me everything.” He twirls the dagger in front of my face. ”And with the right persuasions, she will tell me.” I fight my binds. ”No. Leave her alone. Don't you dare touch her.” I immediately start picking the lock, but it is hard considering I can't see. This was the one thing I wasn't good in. Colton took on step back, looking over me. ”You care for her, don't you?” I immediately shake my head. ”I couldn't care less about the woman. But she is in my guild.” Colton gets a sly smirk, ”Really. If you don't care, then I will get my information from her.”

He puts my chair right in front of the window. Jaycie is still screaming, pulling against her binds, trying to get out. I watch as Colton walks to the door. ”Don't you dare lay a hand on her.” I yell out. His laugh is pure sin. ”Not a hand, but maybe a dagger.” Then he walks out. All I can do is work the locks and watch.

Jaycie's Point of View:

The cuffs are already digging into me wrists and ankles. I can see blood flowing, but I don't care. On thought keeps running through my head. ”I need to get out. I need to help him. This is all my fault. I should have been more careful. I should have killed him sooner.” I yanked again at the cuffs at my wrists only to feel skin their rip and bleed further. I muttered a curse under my breath.

I heard the door open and looked up at the mirror in front of me. I immediately stopped fighting against the binds. ”What do you want?” I ask coldly. He closed the door softly. I scowled. I wanted him to slam it shut. I wanted him to do something to show he was angry at me. I didn't want him to be acting this calm. I can work with angry, angry is easy, calm however isn't easy to work with.

He walked in front of me, and I followed him with my eyes until I was looking directly into his eyes. He stood off center to the back of the room. ”What do you want?” I asked again. He just stared at me for a moment. ”Stop staring at me.” I snapped. He crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes. I tried to surge forward, but all that did was make the cuffs dig into my ankles and wrists.

I winced, then took a deep breath. I schooled my face into a blank expression. I forced all my tears away and made my screams sink inside me, so low they couldn't get out. Then I relaxed my posture. When I looked back at him, he looked amused.

”So, Jaycie. Your partner told me I should come and interrogate you. He said he did care about you. I believe his exact words were 'I couldn't care less about the woman.' We made a little deal with him. If we let him go, he wouldn't bother us.” I scanned his eyes, they held nothing but truth. Something was off though. I still felt hurt by the words. ”You are lying.” I said with an even, plain, emotionless voice. ”Am I?” He asked. ”You are good at reading people. You should know I am not lying.”