I swung the wooden sword with little grace. My muscles ached from all the effort I put in, but not as much as last week, or the week before.
"Nice," The instructor clapped as I returned to a neutral pose. "You've recovered a lot, young master."
I shook my head. "I'm nowhere near being what I once was." I approached the benches and placed the wooden sword down.
She shrugged as she gave a towel. "That's so years away at best, Kai." Her gaze fell on my still thin and weak arms. "Despite not winning any tournants, you had trained your body better than anyone else I know." She hesitated. "That includes your sister."
I laughed. "You've exaggerating." I wiped my sweat and looked at the entrance. "I'll head off now, thanks for the help."
"Any ti," She said as I left.
Her words were funny – comparing to my sister was ridiculous. She was so much more skilled than I was that it was hard to believe we were trained by the sa person.
I washed myself, then got dressed and headed down. Mother and Aoife were coming back ho today. Despite not seeing them for only three weeks, I had missed Aoife. And Mother… well, let's just say I missed her too.
My phone rang as I walked downstairs. I absentmindedly picket it up, curious about what news Laura had to share now.
"Kai," A man's voice sounded as I brought the phone close to my ear. I froze mid step.
"Inspector John." I said with a low voice. "I didn't expect to hear from you so soon."
I heard him sigh. "You're lucky you didn't hear from sooner. Sothing ca up – we need your presence at the headquarters. A chopper is on its way. It will be there in less than ten minutes, so get ready to go."
My heart skipped a beat. "What? Now?" I shouted in shock. "What's this about?"
"Yes, now. Please don't keep the chopper waiting, they're on a sowhat tight schedule." He ended the call, leaving surprised and confused. I remained still for a mont as I processed everything.
"Fuck…" I whispered and headed right back to my room. Changing into sowhat more appropriate clothing took only a short ti, but as I combed my hair, the sound of the shopper sounded from afar.
I grabbed a jacket, then headed downstairs.
"Young master!" Soone shouted as I hurried to the door.
"Instructor," I said, glancing at the pale faced woman. "I'll be back soon." I hesitated. "I think," I added. "Please let Aoife and Mother know that I'm leaving upon Inspector John's request."
She shook her head. "Is everything alright? Are you going to be ok?" I could hear the worry in her voice.
"Yeah," I lied. "No need to worry." The chopper touched down a little ways away from the settlent. An agent waved at , gesturing to hurry up. "I'm off!" I said before walking towards the chopper with hasty steps.
The agent helped climb up inside the chopper. It wasn't like the one they brought here with before – it was a military one, with the two sliding doors at the side that could be opened during flight.
I put on the seatbelt as we achieved lift off. The deafening sound of the rotors made it impossible to talk, so all I could do was sit there and watch the island grow more distant with every mont that passed.
The journey was a short yet exhausting one. Not being used to flight like this, my stomach was turned upside down by the ti we landed on the helipad near a massive building complex.
After the agents helped down and I was far enough away from the chopper, I just leaned on the nearest thing – a lamp post in this case – and closed my eyes.
"Is there sothing wrong?" The agent who helped down earlier asked as I took deep breaths. I shook my head. "Just feeling nauseous. I'll be fine in a minute." I opened my eyes and stood straight. "Lead the way."
He seed hesitant but did so anyways. We walked through a heavily secured gate, then entered an elevator and headed to the fifth floor.
I gulped. It felt like I wasn't doing a good job at seeming calm. My heart was beating so fast it could burst out of my chest at any ti.
"This way," The agent said as he led through a hallway. We walked for a while before he finally ca to a stop before a tal door. "Step inside please," He opened the door and gestured to continue.
I hesitated.
There was a couch, a coffee table and nothing else in there.
"What am I here for?" I asked, not taking a step forward.
"Please step inside, an inspector will soon co to brief you." His cold, emotionless voice was getting on my nerves.
I sighed. "Yeah, yeah…" As soon as I walked through the door, it closed behind . "It's not like you needed to lock up…" I mumbled as I walked to the couch and sat down.
The only thing other than the couch and coffee table in the room was a bottle of water and a glass. The walls to my sides and the one behind were dyed dark grey, and the ground was a dark colour as well. The wall in front of was a mirror. Or that's what it looked like from this side, though I would bet on my life that it was actually a one-way mirror.
There was soone on the other side, and he was watching . I could feel it – this detestable sense of being watched. I hated it.
With a sigh, I looked at the glass and bottle of water. I wasn't thirsty, and even if I were, I wouldn't want to drink from those at this ti.
I directed my gaze to the mirror and glared at it.
Was it just my mind playing tricks on , or had the person watching just taken a step back?
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