crazy_4_alias
Cadet
Shoot, I can't find it. I'll try to go it from memory..........
Chapter 8
IST[A]NBUL
Several hours and teeth later, Sark came back in. He dismissed Suit& Glasses with a curt nod.
"So Sydney, are you ready to do as I ask?" he inquired.
" First of all, I prefer Miss Bristow from YOU, and second of all, I don't work for clothing challenged British men who affiliate with Arvin Sloane." she spat.
" I suspected as much, so I have some, um, propeganda for my cause." he said, his tone never changing.
"Oh really?" Sydney said snidely.
"Yes." Sark said. He puhed a button on a remote control and a tv screen turned on. "Let's see what's on sniper cam one."
Sydney's eyes widened in horror as she saw Vaughn exiting the hospital, through the crosshairs of a gun.
"You-you wouldn't dare!" she challenged.
"You obviously don't know me very well" Sark said. "Sniper one, prepare to fire." There was an ominous click as the sniper cocked his weapon.
Sydney's head hung in defeat. "Allright." she said in a small voice. "I'll do whatever you want."
Chapter 8
IST[A]NBUL
Several hours and teeth later, Sark came back in. He dismissed Suit& Glasses with a curt nod.
"So Sydney, are you ready to do as I ask?" he inquired.
" First of all, I prefer Miss Bristow from YOU, and second of all, I don't work for clothing challenged British men who affiliate with Arvin Sloane." she spat.
" I suspected as much, so I have some, um, propeganda for my cause." he said, his tone never changing.
"Oh really?" Sydney said snidely.
"Yes." Sark said. He puhed a button on a remote control and a tv screen turned on. "Let's see what's on sniper cam one."
Sydney's eyes widened in horror as she saw Vaughn exiting the hospital, through the crosshairs of a gun.
"You-you wouldn't dare!" she challenged.
"You obviously don't know me very well" Sark said. "Sniper one, prepare to fire." There was an ominous click as the sniper cocked his weapon.
Sydney's head hung in defeat. "Allright." she said in a small voice. "I'll do whatever you want."
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