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Chapter 7: The Mysterious Man
Sark was pleased, he had what he’s been waiting for, for a whole decade. A guard interrupted his train of thought.
“Sir, the girl left.”
The girl have more than I thought. Guess she is like her mother.
“Let her go, she’s no use now anyways.”
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* In L.A. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Laura walked in a fast pace towards her parents who were talking quietly in a corner, her mother’s eyes were red and puff.
“One of our assets in Rome spotted Sark a few hours ago.” Her mother jumped up.
“Where?”
“Some warehouse.”
“Do you have the coordinates?”
“Yes.”
“Get me thirty men, we leave for Rome now!” she said turning to Vaughn. And he rushed away to follow her orders.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Some where in Rome *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Stacey woke up to the scent of a fresh breeze that brought in the aroma of early spring drizzle. She was in a big and comfy bed with a veil all around her bed. Where am I she thought. She was in a room full of Victorian furniture, very elegant, and beautiful. She tried to sit up but the pain all over her body stopped her.
“non dovreste provare a sedersi in su ancora.” (you shouldn’t try to sit up yet.” a voice said. Stacey try to shift her head towards the voice. He saw a young man walking around and was washing a cloth in a basin. He looked 5”8’ well built with a handsome face and dirty blond hair. He walked towards her and leaned over the bed to placed the damp cloth on her forehead.
“Iete bruciandosi in su con una febbre” (you’re burning up with a fever) She recognized the Italian coming out of his mouth, but for some reason she can’t remember how to say it back.
“I’m sorry, I don’t know what to say.” she said with her hoarse voice.
“You speak English” the man said.
“American.” she managed to say.
“You lost a lot of blood. But the doctor gave you a blood transfusing, you should be fine in a couple of weeks.” he said in a soft voice that hinted his Italian accent. His green eyes shown concern for her. Stacey’s eyes began to close again, soon she was asleep.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Warehouse in Rome ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
“Team one in position.”
“Copy. Team two report on your status.”
“Team two in position.”
“Copy. We move in on three.”
“One…Two… Three.” Sydney, Vaughn, Laura and thirty other tactical team members stormed into the warehouse where Sark was hiding with his weapon. There wasn’t as many guards as they thought there would be, and Sydney found Sark unprotected in his office. She pointed the gun at him.
“What did you do to my daughter?!“ He took out his own gun, but Sydney was too fast for him, she shot his hand before he had a good grip on it so he dropped it. She pushed him against the wall and pointed the end of the gun at his heart.
“I’ll ask again. What did you to Stacey.”
“She just dropped in for a little visit and helped me with something that I needed.” Sydney pressed the gun harder into him.
“She helped me opened a Rambaldi device. That’s it. And I let her go afterwards.” a little fear shown though his voice.
BANG!
A shot went off, the bullet went right into Sark’s heart, at point blank range. His crippled body fell to the floor. At that moment the door flew open.
“Mom, come and see this.” Laura said, but looked at the crippled body instead. She would have never thought that her MOTHER was capable of killing someone.
“What is it?” Sydney said changing the subject as she start to walk out of the room. Laura followed her giving a last glance at what use to be Sark.
“A box, it looks like it’s been dissolved, but it doesn’t look like any substance that we ever use.” Sydney walked into the room, the <0> told her it was the Rambaldi artifact.
“Syd.” Vaughn said softly, she walked towards him. He showed her his glove that he had been wearing. Dark red blood covered the rubber glove.
“Oh my god.” Sydney whispered.
“We HAVE to find Stacey, omg, it’s her blood.”
“What?!” Vaughn said, suddenly alarmed.
“Sark said that he used her to open a Rambaldi artifact.”
“Where is she now?!”
“Sark let her go, which I’m interpreting as dumping her in the middle of no where.”
“Lets go.” Laura interrupted. Twenty minutes later Laura found a patch of blood outside of the where house, but with no body insight.
“Mountaineer, Boy scout, We might have a problem.”
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Back to Some Where in Rome *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Stacey woke up again, only this time, she found the man staring at her.
“What time is it?”
“It’s 2 o’clock in the afternoon on March 31st.”
“How long have I been here?”
“A day. How are you feeling?”
“A little better.”
“Do you think you can eat something.”
“Ya probably.” He opened the bedroom door.
“Martha bring some Clam Chowder up.”
“Martha?”
“My maid.”
“You have a maid?”
“Ya.” Five minutes later, ‘Martha’ brought her a bowl of clam chowder with a piece of bread and butter, served in fine china all on a silver platter.
“Wow, very exquisite for a girl that you picked up on the streets.”
“What do you mean?” he asked his eyes flickering with confusing.
“Well you found me on the streets, literally. Now you’re feeding me with a fine platter and let me stay in this beautiful room. And I still don’t even know your name. Who are you?”
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--Mandy