SYDNEY'S DEATH

XV. Plea
A CIA medic filled a syringe with an eerie green liquid. Irina looked calm and meditating. Jack shifted his weight uncomfortably.
Irina tried one last time. “Jack, even if you kill me, please don’t bury Sydney alive.”
“DON’T . . . TALK . . . TO . . . ME.” Jack didn’t even look at her when he answered in a voice of shiny metal.
 
XVI. They Leave
Vaughn carefully placed Sydney into the passenger seat of his car and buckled her seatbelt. He closed her door, and then got into the driver’s seat. He started the car, glancing at Sydney who slumped against the car door with no visible signs of life.
He began to doubt that he was not driving with a corpse.
 
XVII. Syringe
The CIA medic snapped on his thick plastic gloves and picked up the syringe filled with the green liquid. He turned and walked towards Irina.
 
Ahh why are the chapters so small you're keeping me on the edge of my seat here! Great story keep it comin!
 
grrr evil, chapters should not be one sentence long!!! I wanna know what happens!! Although I already do.... but i wanna see how you write it :D
 
well, sorry the chapters are so short, but i made a new one with every scene change. besides i did post 4 of them . . .
ok, here's some more :smiley:
 
XVIII. The Drive
Vaughn sped through traffic, swerving around countless cars while LA lights flashed everywhere against the dark night sky. Sydney stirred and groaned a little. Her eyelashes fluttered. Vaughn did not notice, but finally she managed to summon a quiet whisper. “Vaughn . . .?”
Vaughn turned to her, smiling and his face lit up with so much joy, a man who has just had his life given back to him. He could scarcely speak. “I’m here. I need to get you to the medics, but we don’t have time. Your mother is being executed for your murder.”
They pulled up at a silent building. Vaughn got out and hurried around to Sydney’s door.
Sydney spoke weakly, “No, I can’t even walk. You go Vaughn. I don’t want my mother to die. Save her please. For me.”
Vaughn refused, “No. You almost died Sydney. I’m not leaving you alone now.” He carried her out of the car and into the building, half running.
 
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