What She Thought She Knew (Rachel Moore Mystery Book 1), стр. 66

beacon has been activated, the Seekers won't be saving you any time soon. They've got bigger problems of their own."

My eyes narrowed at the Phantom's statement. Emergency beacon? "What are you talking about?" I asked.

The Phantom merely chuckled, and ignored my question. "Oh, you don't have to worry about that. Besides, you're popular right now, Agent Moore. You have a guest." With that, he stood up, and walked towards the door.

As he opened it, he looked back at me, and smirked before he walked out.

Despite Shadow's words, I half expected the door to close. It, however, was held open as a new figure stepped inside.

My whole body shivered subconsciously as the figure stared back at me.

I was able to distinguish the signature electric blue eyes even in the darkness that surrounded the figure. "Agent Moore." The figured started. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you."

I snorted. "Can't say the same thing for you."

Unlike Shadow with his violent nature, this man was calmer and actually chuckled at my comment.

He took something out that I recognized it to be a cigarette. He lit it up, and took a deep inhale.

After a few puffs, the man finally spoke. "Do you know who I am?" He asked.

Despite my situation, I couldn't help but be sassy. "Can't say that I do. If I did know, you'd already be dead."

I could practically hear the amusement in the man's voice. "Many people want me dead. They have tried to kill me in the past, yet none of them were successful. You'll fail as well." He replied calmly.

"We'll see about that." I whispered.

Whether the man heard me or not, I couldn't tell, nor did he suggest that he had.

Instead, he continued to smoke his cigarette.

From what I could have dimly seen, the man was leaning against the door casually.

He appeared oblivious to the fact that I was even there as I laid on the cold floor completely exhausted after the numerous beatings I received. He also seemed awfully at ease despite the fact that I had alerted the Seekers of our current location.

It was then that an idea clicked.

"You're the leader, aren't you?" I stated.

The man released a few puffs, one of them was directed at my general area, and flicked the cigarette away.

He focused his attention on me.

Despite all of my training with the Seekers, I still shivered in wariness as the man looked me over.

The man dropped to his knees, his glowing eyes observed me like a lab rat.

I glared at him with all of my might, but the man merely chuckled. "You certainly are intelligent, Ms. Moore. I can see why he is interested in you." He commented. "It's a shame that you oppose my organization. You would have made an excellent agent."

I clenched my teeth in anger. "I would never work for you, not after you took everything away from me!"

It seemed that my hatred for the man only amused him. "You allow your emotions to control you too much. If you were to let go of them, imagine the potential you could gain. You would truly bring peace to this world."

I snarled at his ridiculous statement. "Your pal, Shadow, is the one who cuts off fingers at the slight hint of disobedience, and you say that I'm the one with emotional issues? Do you really think that by losing the one thing that makes us human, a person could bring peace? Look at your organization; look at all the lives it has taken. That's not peace, that's genocide!"

The Phantom leader didn't even flinch at my outburst.

Instead, he reached for my neck, and swiftly ripped off the simple silver necklace. He twirled it in his hands as he studied it under the glaring light.

All the while, it just pissed me off even more.

"This is a worthless responsibility that you have put on yourself. Even after all these years, you still carry your mother's necklace?" The Phantom leader started, and shook his head before proceeding. "I remember your parents. Nothing significant about them, but they were hard working civilians. At least, that's what strangers would think. You and I, however, both know the truth behind their facades."

I didn't respond to his statement. Instead, I merely glared at him with all of my might.

"All those years ago, your parents certainly took on a dangerous pass time. They became very active in the politics of the time. Didn't they even, dare I say it, help form the Seekers?"

Once again, I stayed quiet.

Apparently, the Phantom leader didn't mind, for he continued. "They certainly became very busy after that. They didn't have much time for you or your brother. Isn't that why your brother always did whatever he could just to get your attention?" He paused as he stared at me expectantly.

I felt an eye twitch as the man started to hit sensitive nerves.

Either he was oblivious or just didn't care, but the man continued. "As your parents rose in power and popularity, so did their ambition to take us down. With their inspiring words and dedication, the Seekers were born, and my organization faced several assaults from them. They were like a pest that would never go away." He dryly said.

I took my chances and made another sassy remark. "I'm sorry they didn't kick your ass to the next century."

"Oh, but they did." The Phantom leader bluntly acknowledged. "I wasn't down for long, though. You know what I'm talking about. It was a year later on that faithful day that I personally gave the order for their assassination. You were just a teenager at the time. We never did anticipate your brother's presence. Shame that he had to die along with them."

All I saw was red as my nerves finally snapped and I yelled out in anger.

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