Samantha jumped out of the bed and started picking her underwear from the floor. She managed to slide into her panties, as I loudly asked:
- Who's there?
- Aisha. We are leaving for the shoot. Wolf told us you won't be coming because you have sothing to talk about with the agents, but I still think you should co.
- I... I can't, it's important.
She sighed so loud that I could hear it even through the closed door.
- Fine. I'll take care of everything myself.
Then there was a few seconds of silence. Samantha exhaled with relief.
- Peter? It's Wolf. I brought the agents... Can I co inside?
The panic on her face imdiately returned, as she looked straight in the face.
- What do we do?! - she whispered.
All the confidence from before was gone.
- Get back in the bed - I said. - and cover yourself up.
- Should I pretend to be asleep?
- No...
I sighed and went to open the door. I made the void chair disappear behind . Wolf and two others were standing there. They both were tall brunettes with short hair. Cleanly shaved. One had a big hooked nose, and brown eyes, the other was actually quite handso with his pointy chin, and high cheekbones.
- Good morning gentlen. Co inside - I said to them, and moved to the side, to let them in.
All three of them did go inside, and I closed the door. I noticed as one by one they stopped for a mont when they got into the main room. Probably because of Samantha.
- Are you sure it's the right mont, mister Peter? - asked Wolf.
- Yes, I am - I said tailing them.
They made so space for , going deeper, but I still stood in the middle of the passage, blocking the exit. All of them noticed that.
- Hi guys - said Samantha.
- Ma'am - was their sowhat awkward response.
- These are agents Russ Parker - Wolf pointed first at the hooked nose guy, then at the handso one - and Francis Butler.
- So, might we know why were we invited here? - asked Russ.
- You didn't tell them? - I asked Wolf.
- If I did, they would never co, and the higher-ups would block this whole thing.
The two guys looked at him confused.
- What is this about? - asked Francis, as he also peaked towards the balcony.
- It's about the survival stuff you placed in this room - I said.
- But... - Parker looked at Wolf again.
- I told them that I took it all down - he explained, then turned to them again - Sorry guys, but I told you this will end like that.
I noticed as Butler's hand went slowly to his belt, and shadow walked straight to him, then grabbed him by the face, and froze his hand using 'Telekinesis'.
I turned on 'Shadow fusion' a little, so my body would change, and also used 'Eyes of the Void'. Russ imdiately attempted to grab his gun, but I reacted faster ad picked him up with the 'Telekinesis', then slamd his back on the ceiling, quite gently actually. I made sure he couldn't move his hands.
Samantha squeaked, as he went flying.
- Listen you little shits. I hate when people fuck with , but thankfully for you, I'm a big believer in second chances, so you are officially given yours. Don't fuck it up.
- You think you can scare the CIA?! - said Francis through his greeted teeth.
- Yeah, I do - I replied, and shadow walked with him, to just turn around, then I pushed him so he fell on the floor.
The reaction was imdiate. His eyes went wide, just like the mouth, and a terrified expression crippled all over his face, as his fingers tried to grab onto sothing, while he was suffocating out of sheer fear.
- What did you do? - asked Wolf.
He also was getting scared, just like Samantha.
- I showed him my kingdom.
- I-is he dying? - she asked.
- No. Just scared out of his mind. And you fucker... - I turned to look at the guy stretched on the ceiling, unable to move a muscle. - You are coming down.
I dropped him and prevented him from hitting the floor just by few centiters.
- Peter, please - mumbled Wolf.
- Shut up. Nobody is dying here, but that fucker won't tell to my face that I'm not scary, when he doesn't know shit - I said, and walked closer to Butler on the floor, and kneeled next to him. - Now breathe, or I'll throw you back there again.
He imdiately inhaled, as his eyes almost got out of the sockets. He started greedily breathing.
Now you two Will have a job - I continued, turning all my skills of, so Russ finally hit the floor. - If I ever find again in any of the hotels, or other rooms I will be staying in this country any piece of fucking survivance over , I'm gonna find you. And rember, you don't have any more chances, so if I do, you will both end up in the place you just visited.
I lowered my face, getting slowly closer to Butler's. He was shivering in fear.
- Do we understand each other?
He nodded, a lot.
- Yes, we do - said Russ.
- Good. Now get the fuck of my room, and never speak to anybody about what happened here. Trust , I will find out, and you don't want that.
- too? - asked Wolf, as the others picked themselves from the floor, and left almost running.
- No. You might sit - I pointed at the sofa.
He nodded, swallowing nervously, and slowly walked towards the table, to sit down.
- H-how c-can I help you, Peter? Mister! Mister, Peter...
- Oh co on, don't be scared. You didn't do anything wrong this ti. I did what I did, so they would stop being all high and mighty CIA agents, and started playing fair. You have to admit that placing this stuff in this room was kinda a dick move.
- O-ok. S-so, can I go?
- No. We need to talk. You, , and your friend Zander. Can you organize that later?
- S-should we co here? - he peeked over his shoulder at Samantha.
She wasn't scared as she was before, but still remained silent, observing.
- Hell no! I'll co to visit you. How about later, in the evening.
- O-ok. He should be back from the trip to the show.
- Yeah... Now you might go - I waved my hand, and he almost bolted.
Then I looked at Samantha, waiting for her to say sothing, and worrying if making her stay was really a good idea.
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