Chapter 3

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I'm bound to a chair. I feel rough rope binding my hands. As I try to reach for my knife I realize my dress is gone and all that's left is my body suit. My knife and gun are gone. Shit. I think to myself. My eyes focus on the figure I front of me and I realize it's him. Copperberry. The man who killed Jacob. "I don't know. Why would I try to kill you? It's not like you killed my boyfriend or anything," I say as sarcastically as I can. "You're a monster and you call yourself 'a man of the law' You're just a murderer."

"Oh, but miss Sophia. He is very alive, in fact he is in this very building,"

"What have you done with him?"

"I have done nothing, he chose to stay here. To stay and work for me."

"What? Why would he work for a FBI agent? He's not a idiot,"

"No, he is not. You, however, are a different story."

"Sophie," I hear such a soft voice it must be coming from a mouth far away.

"Jacob? Is that you?" I say hardly holding back my tears.

"Yes, now, I need you to kill Sam," What? How could he ask me to kill my own brother.

"Or what? Traitor," I stay now that he is standing right in front of me I can spit at him.

"Or David will kill us both and him."

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