Chapter Twenty-One - Abby
The sun was blinding through the window, making my eyes squint before I was even wake enough to open them. Holding my hand up, I blocked it from my corneas as I blinked a few times. It hadn’t done this yesterday morning. Why was it so blinding now? Sitting up, I moved my hair so it was blocking it. That’s when I noticed I was naked with nothing but a sheet wrapped around me. The night before hitting me as I realized Cory was laying in the bed next to me, looking up at me. “Morning.” He whispered, placing a kiss on the back of my hand.
“Hi. I thought it was a dream at first.” I whispered back, laying down again. He rolled over on his side so he was looking down at me.
“As amazing as it was, I would have thought it was a dream too. How are you this morning?”
“A little sore but I imagine I’ll live. I’ve had worse. And you?” He let out a chuckle, wrapping an arm around me loosely.
“This is the best I’ve felt in a long time. Let me see your wrists.” I held my hands up, each wrist showing a slight bruise on them. He ran a finger lightly over one, frowning. “Sorry. Didn’t mean to hurt you like that.”
“It’s fine. I honestly think I felt more pleasure than pain last night. Don’t worry about it.” I took my hands back and laid them on my stomach. “Which thank you, by the way.”
“For what?” I shrugged.
“I don’t know. Do people say thank you after sex? I’ve never done it before.” He laughed, burying his face in my neck.
“You’re too innocent for the world, Abz.”
“There’s that name again. Why do you call me that? You called me it the other day when we were at the docks.” He shrugged.
“I’m not sure. Just kind of fits you, I guess. Do you want me to call you Abby?” I shook my head.
“No. It’s fine. I’ve never had a nickname before.” He lifted his head and smiled down at me, cupping my face with his left hand.
“I’m giving you a lot of new things, aren’t I?” I nodded. “I’d like to keep doing that, if you’d let me.”
“Okay.” Leaning in, he kissed me before jumping out of bed. I giggled as his naked behind went running towards the bathroom. He returned a few moments later, boxers now on his lower half. He pulled on a pair of jeans before walking over to the computer. He flicked it on as he pulled a t-shirt over his head. “What are you doing?” I asked, sitting up.
“I’m going to go get us some breakfast but I wanted to check something first.” He clicked the mouse a few times, staring at the screen. A broad smile filled his face and he clapped his hands. “Scorpio made plans to leave the docks tomorrow morning! That means he will want to be on the move by tonight. This is our chance. We get into the house, get the device and get out of there while everyone is busy.” He glanced at me. “I know you can do this, Abz. You’re a kick ass fighter and the crystal and I’ve got your back. They won’t even know what’s coming. We’ll be out of there before they even know we were there.” Running back over to me, he gave me a quick deep kiss. “I’ll be right back with some food. Stay naked!” He called out, running out the door.
Laughing, I grabbed the blanket off the bed and wrapped it around myself before standing. Walking over to the computer, I saw Cory had been looking at surveillance videos of Scorpio’s men from the dock. It was kind of creepy to think how much the CIA can see of everything in the world. I watched as his men loaded things from another warehouse to a larger cargo like boat floating nearby. It was my father’s delivery ship. He usually shipped his things via the ocean because it was less detectable. Leaning in, I noticed that Lucas was standing on the dock talking to someone. There was no audio but I could see his mouth moving. He waved at someone and a man walked out of the warehouse, carrying the box that held the device in it. They loaded it onto the boat, several other similar boxes following it. I figured this would happen. Lucas wasn’t the sharpest crayon in the box but he knew better than to just leave it unguarded again.
Something on the left side of the screen caught my attention. I recognized it as the head car of my father’s motor pool, pulling into the area in front of the building. Two men climbed out of the front of the black vehicle. Lucas walked around the side of the warehouse and opened the door. Reaching into the door of the warehouse, he fought for a moment with something before pulling a woman out into the open. She had long blonde hair and she struggled against him as he pulled her towards the car. My eyes flashed over to the corner where Cory’s bed was. I noticed a picture of a blonde girl on the dresser. I gaped as I realized she was the same girl struggling with Lucas right now. It was Alexz. And she was alive.
Frantically, I ran over and pulled my jeans on and a t-shirt. Shoving my feet into my boots, I slid my jacket on. I had no time to wait for Cory to come back. If Scorpio managed to get her to the house, it would make things far more difficult than it was now. Especially if Cory knew she was there. Tossing my hair up into a pony tail, I looked around the room for a piece of paper and a pen. I found one and quickly scribbled a note for him. I didn’t say where I was going but that I would be back shortly. I moved towards the door before stopping. Glancing back at the computer, I walked over and selected the file that held Alexz’s image on it. I deleted them before slipping out the door and towards my grandparents’ property.
It was a decent size piece of property, a mansion settled on a piece of land with very little around it. I stood on the edge of the forest line about fifty yards away, watching the movement. The car that had taken Alexz was parked out front, guards circling the building with their automatic rifles. The sun had vanished in the clouds on my way here, a little drizzle falling from the sky. I knew this time it was because of me. I had been so willing to get here to save Alexz that I didn’t let the realization of what it meant hit me til now. With Alexz alive, Cory would want her by his side. They could go back to being together as if nothing had ever happened. The thought made me nauseous to the point of bad thoughts creeping into my mind. I thought about leaving her, not telling Cory she was there. I couldn’t do that though. As much as I was jealous of her, I could never leave another person to fill the spot I had fought so hard to escape from.
That’s why I needed to get her and get out of here before anyone noticed. She would also be useful for our mission later. We would have three people going against my father and Lucas, making us a strong unit. Even if it was the one person on this Earth that could take away the only person I had ever loved. A tightness in my chest appeared when I realized how much I really did love Cory. It was crazy; to think I was in love with a man I had just met. There was just something about him that made me feel like I was meant to save him that night. I’m not sure if it was because of the crystal being near him and it was calling out to me or if it was fate I stumbled across him in the process. All I knew was that I loved him with every bit of my soul and that’s what was making me risk my life to save his presumed dead girlfriend.
Closing my eyes, I pictured a dense fog covering the entire area of the property. It came in slowly to avoid suspicion, making his guards think it was the drop-in temperature coming off the ocean causing it. I walked with it, closing in on the house. There was a back door that was unguarded and I slid it, finding myself in a long hallway. Doors lined the walls, leading to various rooms and the kitchen quarters. It was silent. If I knew my father as well as I thought I did, I knew he would have Alexz either with him or with Lucas. She was too important to keep out of his sight. So, quietly as I could, I made my way deeper into the house. Everything was silent, apart from the murmurs from guards. I slipped passed them with ease, them never hearing my footsteps as I walked by. I soon found myself standing on the outside of a rather large wooden door. The design of it was beautiful, our family crest carved into it above my head. Opening the door slightly, I slipped in.
The room was a large dining hall fit for a king. The ceiling was high and long red and black curtains hung on the walls. The floor was made of checkered marble, reminding me of grand castles in movies I had watched with Miss Sandelgo on the old movie channel. It was one of the only channels that came in at the hotel. At the front of the room was a stage like platform where a single chair was placed. Tied to the chair was Alexz, her mouth gagged with fabric. Her eyes bulged when she saw me, waving frantically for me to come near her. Scanning the room, I saw no one else was nearby. Running over to her, I pulled the gag from her mouth. “Oh, thank god!” She said, smiling at me. “Who are you?” She was extremely pretty, the picture in Cory’s make shift room not doing her justice. Her long blonde hair was curled at the ends and a neat layer of makeup was applied to her face. Something felt off about this situation. I couldn’t figure out what but it just seemed weird to me.
“A friend. Hold on and I’ll get you out of here.” She had white rope tied around her wrists and her ankles. She was dressed in a similar red dress to the one I had found back in the loft. A pang of jealousy hit me but I shoved it out of my mind as I unlaced the knots that bounded her. We needed to get out of there and back to the loft before anyone noticed we were here. Once we were back there, I’d get the pleasure of watching their happy reunion before heading back here to face off with my father.
“You are wearing the crystal! You must be the girl everyone is looking for.” She whispered, looking over her shoulder. I ripped the rope from her wrists and legs, standing up.
“Yes. We need to get the hell out of here before someone sees.”
“Too late for that.” Lucas’ voice behind me. The hair on the back of my neck stood up as I whipped around. There he stood on the stage behind us, a gun pointed right at me. “Good to see you again, Abigail.”