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   Chapter 16 15. We're at a warehouse duh

Agent 13 (Book 1) By Quidam13 Characters: 11301

Updated: 2018-05-08 20:33


Thirteen's POV

"What the hell do you mean they're former agents?" He asks for the millionth time. Cody, your voice is becoming an annoyance.

I slam the hotel room door in his face and walk over to the closet, removing my backpack and duffle bag. I toss them on the couch and begin to pack my things. The door finally opens.

"Get packing it'll take them no time at all to track us here, and Ryan I already messaged Zero to send the nearest agent to come pick you up." I say, completely ignoring Cody's constant questions.

"What?" Ryan all but shouts.

"You honestly didn't think I'd let you stay with us did you?" I ask and my response is a huff of annoyance.

"You didn't answer the question." Chase grits out.

"Well I thought former agents was pretty specific on what they are." I retort as I toss some clothes into the duffle bag and my laptop into my backpack. I continue grabbing my things and tossing them into the different bags. I zip up the backpack and leave the duffle bag open so they can throw their things into it. I proceed towards the door. My way is blocked by Cody as he puts his hand on the door knob.

My eyes darken a whole hell of a lot, and I don't look up at him so he can't see my face. If there's one thing I hate more than anything it's being a caged animal. I hate feeling like I have no options and right now he's making me feel option less.

"Answer the question." He orders and I remain staring at the floor. He makes a strange sound in the back of his throat. "Look at me and answer the question."

Thing is, I don't want to look at him, cause right now I'm sure my eyes are so dark that he'll back away. I don't ever try to scare the people I work with but right now until he moves aside I'll have no control of how dark my eyes go, no doubt I look evil.

"Look at me, and answer the damn question." he repeats, his voice at a growl. No doubt he's glaring. I finally look up at him and when I do he takes a step back, which I give him kudos for since he was already practically backed into the wall. I turn my back to him and sit on the couch placing my head in my hands, my elbows propped up on my knees. I watch as he takes his hand off the door, I feel myself relax. I let out a resigned sigh.

"They're on the D.D.K.O.S. list." I say.

"What the hell does that mean?" Jason questions. "I'm starting to believe you're making things up."

"She's not" Chase speaks up, "D.D. stands for Dishonorable Discharge right?"

"Yeah."

"So what is K.O.S.?" Devin asks.

"Kill on sight." I reply. "These people aren't good people."

"So we've noticed." Cody retorts. I glare at him.

"You all remember four years ago when the original agency headquarters caught fire, but by then Zero already had a new building in construction that was practically done?"

"Yeah." Cody answers.

"The fire wasn't an accident...I started it."

"Why?" Chase asks, a look of disbelief plastered on his face.

"We were fighting a losing battle. I told all the agents still on our side to get out, and I burned the place and anyone left in it to the ground. Four years ago we had what Zero calls a 'Split'. The agency was split between the people who wanted to use their skills for good, and the people who just wanted to kill and didn't care who it was.

We lost a good half the agency to death, and even then they were still others t

ne, me included, takes an automatic step back, out of his line of sight. I lean against the wall farthest from them just outside the bathrooms.

"Oh come on, " Devin grumbles, "It's not like I'm going to make that mistake again." He frowns and tosses the gun onto the table, folding his arms over his chest. I decide to make my presence known.

I make my way over to the table and grab most of the knives laid out across it. I feel their stares burning into the back of my head. I pull my leather jacket from my backpack and slip it on over the tank top. They're all still staring.

"It's rude to stare." I say as I rummage through drawers in front of me. I find two of the five things I'm looking for.

"You dyed your hair." Cody states.

"Again." Devin adds.

I just shrug in response "Needed a change. I usually die my hair every three to five missions. Just never got around to it this time."

My hair is now a light brown with blonde highlights throughout. Instead of pulling it into a pony tail I left it down and let it take it's natural wavy shape. I finally find the other three.

I toss four of them to the boys and keep the last one for me.

"What are these?" Cody asks.

"Keys." I reply.

He rolls his eyes "I'm aware of that. What are they to?"

"I'll show you." I lead them out the back door to a small garage like building next to the warehouse. I open the door and step inside with them all right behind me.

"Wow." Devin says as he stares at the five motorcycles in front of him.

"Hope you guys know how to ride them." I speak up, "They're agency made so they've all got a few...extras."

"Sweet!" Devin shouts and immediately runs towards them like an over enthusiastic child you can't but so desperately try to control.

I see Cody roll his eyes, with a small smile on his lips. Same with the other two. Devin is already trying out the buttons on the motorcycle.

"Hey genius" He turns towards me "None of those buttons work without the keys."

"Oh right." He smiles sheepishly and puts the key in the ignition.

No matter how hard I try to fight it, I can't stop the smile that appears on my face for the first time in four years, as I watch him...I can only turn away to make sure they don't see.

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