Chapter 2
I covered my eyes from the hash orange sun rays,as I tried to collect myself .
What happened?,where am I? And what am I doing here?, question rashed through my head as I lifted my sour body to sit upright on the bed.
I could hear faint sound of people going on with their day- to -day activities .
As I looked around me I couldn't help but notice the shabby room I was in,it was a small room with cracked walls and patched paint ,which you could tell was old,a small square window facing the opposite side of the bed and two wooden doors , one which I assumed was the toilet and the other the exit, with a small simple bed that I was sitting on that was plastered again the side of a Wall.
Looking at myself I was wearing the same clothes as far as I could remember but my hands were clean .
I was startled by the sound of the door opening. I looked up to see a middle aged woman dressed in a maids uniform,"your a wake"she looked at me with a small smile."where am I?"was the first question that came in mind."I'm sorry miss , but it's not in my power to tell you that" she said entering the room with a plate of food in one hand and some clothes in the other. "Can you at least tell me who brought me here?"I asked with a worried expression on my face , but my voice calm. "Mr. Elias, now go clean up and take your food after wards ,here are some clothes to change in ," "and there's the bathroom,the master will came to check up on you so be quick,"with out giving me a chance to speak she was already closing the door "wait!"I shouted after her but it was no use ,as I heard the lock click. I stood up quickly and went to the door ,"please open the door I need to ask you something"I tried banging on the door but It was no use . I pressed my forehead lightly against the door as I sighed in frustration ,I was helpless but I need to find a way to escape this mysterious place. I went to the bathroom to freshen up and treated my wounds with the medical kit they left at the sink .
The bathroom was also small and shabby with an old shower , a small square cracked sink and a simple toilet , with a small rectangular window located at the top of one wall , with no mirror, I guess they didn't want us to use it as a weapon.
I was seated at the bed recalling everything that had happened to me before I passed out when I heard the door being opened again but this time it didn't startle me , it took a few seconds before two men walked in ,my eyes were fixed on them as they were having some kind of conversation before one of them closed the door and they turned their attention to me .
One of them had dark hair that was neatly combed back , wearing an all black suit and black shoes while the other one had dirty blond hair , wearing a black suit , black tie and a white shirt, carrying an ipad in his hands like a tech genius.
Blonde , kept looking at me as if I was a lost puppy, I could see pity , amusement and a mixture of contempt in his eyes while the other dude just stared daggers at me with a cold expression, crossing his arm on his chest.
"What's your name?"the dark hair guy asked boldly his gaze not leaving me for a second as if reading my thoughts. I stayed silent for a while before answering "Evelyn Dario"my voice calm and calculated, refusing to break eye contact.
"What am l doing here?"it was my time to ask, my gaze lingered in the room for a second before turning back to him .
"You see, we would like to ask you some questions,and we would like you to cooperate and answer truthfully"blonde spoke with a hint of amusement in his voice his eyes glued to the ipad in his hands making my gaze snap towards him "That doesn't answer my question" I said in a serious tone starting daggers at him as he slowly lifted his eyes to mine with a hint of amusement lingering In his eyes as a slight smirk played on his lips "we'll answer your question later first answer ours ,"he said turning to his iPad again .
I sighed in frustration as I covered my face with my hands , I felt like killing these people but even with knife I couldn't, not to mention I couldn't find my dagger earlier.
I lifted my face from my hands looking at them "go on"I said making blonde smile ,'i wonder what's making him so happy '."that's the spirit . Now who is Alexander Dion to you?"he asked as they stared at me intensely "Alexander Dion , who's that " I asked genuinely confused.
They stared at each other before turning back to me "you don't know who is Alexander Dion,"he asked again , I looked at the window besides where they were standing, trying to remember the name ,it sounded familiar but I couldn't quite remember who it was . I snapped me gaze towards them in a heist "You mean Alexander Dion , the drug dealer"I asked in curiousety ,"yes him ... how do you relate to him" he asked hesitantly "I don't , I bearly know how he looks like "I answered truthfully but I could tell they found it hard to believe me, not that I care. "Ok " he answered after a moment of silence"who do you work for? "
"I don't work for anyone " I answered confused by his question.
"I'm gonna ask you again , who do you work for " this time the dark haired one asked ,as he stared coldly at me getting impatient.
"I'm serious I don't work for anyone " I answered honestly.
"Then how do you explain Damian Skye,"his voice raised by every word clear anger in his eyes .
I looked at him in disbelief "as I said I don't work for anyone . Damian Skye, is my step dad and he forced me to go there ,yes I was supposed to work with him but has it ever occur to you why they would try to kill me if I worked for them,"I snapped at him , I couldn't believe this guy . Blonde looked at me in shock like I had just kill someone "Lucas , go wait outside " blonde who I now knew as Lucas looked hesitant"but sir it's..." He was cut off with a now calm voice"I said go wait outside " he looked at him over his shoulder as he left . Lucas gave me a worried look before leaving and closing the door . 'What have I gotten myself into now'.