Free Wrong Time by Mitchel Grace

question David. I can’t let anything happen to him, she thought.

 
 
    Chapter 7

 
 
    Nathan and Sam had already landed in
Washington and handed off Chloe to their fellow agents.
    “We need to check in, and then maybe we
can go home for a while,” Sam said as the two of them entered the CIA building.
    “Home? Where is home exactly?” Nathan
asked.
    “I have a place here that the CIA
provided me with. I’ve actually only been there once, though.”
    Nathan was curious to see what Sam’s
place could possibly look like. The two of them walked straight to Campbell’s
office.
    “You did a good job out there.
Hopefully, we can get some good information out of her, but until we do, how
would you two feel about doing some work on the side?” Campbell asked.
    “Sure, but what did you have in mind
for us?” Sam asked.
    “We want to take the facility in
Mississippi.”
    Nathan was excited to hear that. He
wanted to take this opportunity to not only get some unfinished business done
at that facility but also to check in on his family.
    “Here’s a list of the people that
you’ll be working with if you choose to accept this assignment,” Campbell said
while handing Sam some files.
    Sam took a second to look through them
and then started to pass them to Nathan.
    “I’m in,” Nathan said before Sam could
even hand him the files.
    “Jessica said that you would be eager
to take this assignment,” Campbell said while laughing at Nathan’s eagerness.
    “I think that we can do this, sir. When
do we leave?” Sam asked.
    “Tomorrow morning.”
    As Nathan and Sam left Campbell’s
office, they saw Trish.
    “Hey, Tri . . .” Nathan said before
being interrupted.
    “I don’t have time,” Trish barked while
throwing a hand up and quickly walking past them.
    “What’s her problem?” Sam asked in
surprise.  
    Trish hurried to David’s location. The
interrogation had already begun. A large guard tried to stop her from entering
the room, but the much smaller Trish grabbed him, hit him squarely in the
throat, and tossed him to the side like a rag doll. Then she proceeded to bang
on the door until Jason opened it.
    “What’s going on?” Jason asked.
    “Both of you need to get out now,”
Trish said.
    “What? Why?” Burt asked while getting up
from his chair.
    “I’m not going to repeat myself,” Trish
said.
    The two men were confused, but it was
obvious that Trish was going through some type of mental crisis, so they did
what she said and exited the room. Trish closed the door behind her and sat
down across from David.
    “You are going to tell me everything
you know because if you don’t, these people are going to hurt you, and I don’t think
I can live with knowing that I was a part of you being hurt,” Trish said while sounding
depressed but angry.
    “I’ve missed you,” David simply said.
    “I’ve missed you, too. If you give us
something to use, then I’m sure they’ll help you disappear. We’ll protect you.
I promise that Markus, or anyone else, won’t be able to get to you.”
    “You know you can’t promise that, and
you also know that a little torture isn’t going to make me break.”
    “Then please just do it for me,” Trish
said while laying her hand on his and looking deep into his eyes.
    Her eyes were piercing to him. The
truth was that he wasn’t nearly as softhearted as she was, but back when they
were partners, those sad eyes had made him alter his actions. Those eyes made
him a better man.
    “Okay. I’ll make a deal with you. Get
the guards to give me something good to eat. Then get me a pen and some paper,
and I’ll write down everything that I know,” David said.
    “Thank you.”
    Jason and Burt had been listening from
outside, and they were amazed that Trish was able to get this man, who they had
been able to get nothing out of, to just agree to tell them everything. They
opened the door, and the guard that Trish had formally thrown to the side