What She Thought She Knew (Rachel Moore Mystery Book 1), стр. 49
There were only seven other occupants with us, though they weren't paying any attention to anyone, except for one agent who sat at the opposite end from where we were.
She was covered in a cloth-like material that resembled strong silk. Multiple slots adorned her pants; I suspected that they held bullets as she did have two harnesses on each side of her waist.
What caught my eye, however, was the fact that she was staring at Fear intently.
I grinned as I had the perfect blackmail to tease him with.
I looked at Fear, and realized that he noticed the staring as well. "She's checking you out." I said slyly.
Fear rolled his eyes. "Yeah, good for her." He replied dryly.
I chuckled lightly in amusement.
I turned my head away, but as I looked through the corner of my eye, I saw that Fear was still looking at the agent.
I elbowed him in the rib which instantly caught his attention.
He glared at me, but quickly turned away, and crossed his arms.
I could have sworn I saw a tinge of red on the part of his cheeks that wasn't covered.
I couldn't hold back my grin as I leaned towards Fear's ear. "She does have a pretty face."
Fear's shoulder tensed up, and he whipped his head to face me. "If you don't shut up right now, I'm going to kick your ass."
I shrugged aside his empty threat. "Yeah, yeah, whatever. Why don't you talk to her when we get some free time?"
Fear snorted. "Right, as if I'm the most talkative person out there, never mind talking to women."
I contemplated on pouting, but then I realized that it would looked ridiculous on me.
Instead, I chose to give him puppy eyes. "Oh come on bro, we could die at any moment. Don't you want to make the most of this chance?"
Fear looked at me as if I grew an extra head. "To start: get rid of that look, it's really disturbing. Second, you know that I don't start conversations. Hell, I hardly enjoy talking to people."
"But you enjoy talking to me, right?" I grinned.
My friend mock glared at me. "That ass whooping is really starting to look far more attractive than any woman."
I rolled my eyes, and leaned back in my seat. "Fine then, but don't come crying to me when your testosterone levels go spiking up, and you've got no chick to find and release it with."
Fear literally bolted up from his seat, but was quickly pushed back down as the armored vehicle began to move.
The compartment shook a bit, but otherwise was stable.
Fear then leaned towards my ear and hissed. "I'm going to kill you!"
I cracked a smile. "Hah, you go do that, though it'll be you who will pay for my funeral."
The Assassin merely glared at me before he punched me rather hard on the arm, and looked away.
I grunted and rubbed my arm. I winced a bit at the slight pain, but it was so worth it just to get Fear to react.
The rest of the drive went by in silence. I had no idea how much time had passed, though to me it seemed like an eternity.
Throughout the ride, Fear and the other agent shared timid looks with each other.
I shook my head. Fear was very skilled as an Assassin, but when it came to women, my poor friend was helpless.
Finally, we arrived at our destination, and the sliding doors opened from the outside.
As we were closest to the exit, Fear and I got out first, and observed our surroundings.
I looked up and was met by the sight of an extremely tall, yet elegant building. My breath hitched in my mouth. It was the Shroud.
It was my first time ever at the Shroud, so I was taken aback by its stunning appearance.
Damn, I took back all of my remarks about the Swiss: they certainly knew a lot about architecture.
The Shroud had a cylindrical base that rose up to over 4000 feet; even bigger than the Burj Khalifa in Dubai, and that was just less than 3000 feet.
All of the thousands of perfectly cut windows were tinted a nice navy color which sparkled like sapphires in the early autumn sun.
Equally tall tower like structures extended out from its four sides. Those were probably observation posts on the lookout for potentially hostile aircraft.
All in all, it was extremely impressive and I was not disappointed.
Apparently I wasn't the only one who was impressed as several of the other agents gathered around to observe the building in awe.
The Irish agent stepped out of his vehicle, and whistled appreciatively at the sight. "Damn, she's a beauty."
There was murmuring among the agents as they agreed with the statement.
The man in the cameo suit got out of his car, and walked towards the front of the gathering. "Alright agents make your way inside and follow the signs; they will guide you to the briefing room."
With that said, our rather large group made our way inside the spectacular building.
I was a bit unnerved by being around so many high ranking Seeker agents all assigned the same mission. The only other time that was done was during the initial extermination of the Phantoms.
We did as we were told, and followed the very helpful signs.
They led us through the main area which was just as stunning as the outside, with a forestry of greens planted all around, and a nice canal ran underneath our steps.
An elegant waterfall ran along the walls and met in the center where it poured down into the canal.
The more we saw, the more I wanted to just stay here and not leave.
Business was business, though,