“Where is she?” Sneered the man in a suit tailored to fit his big frame.
“Shes out cold in one of the fortified rooms on the 31st floor.” Kemar responded.
“What the hell did you do to her?” Rick Black asked.
“Nothing Boss…she just fainted, shock or something Friedrich said.” He shrugged.
The burly man shook his head, “Good, I don’t want her dead…yet. I heard you had a run in with Madam O’s dog.”
Kemar nodded and took a seat. “How the fuck do they know all the shit we keep on the down low?”
“What do you mean?”
“River practically repeated everything that we were doing.”
Rick shook his head as he ran a hand through his peppered gray hair. “I had a feeling that someone in this company was selling us out to Madam O. And it really limits it to a few people….all the ones that know about the Fosters is a suspect.” Rick slammed his hand into the desk, “Godammit! Cant find good help no where these days. Everyone is so easily bought with money and perks…no loyalty I tell you, none whatsoever.” he turned to look at Kemar inquisitively.
“I need you to shadow this girl from now on. If it is someone in this company, then they are going to really want to get close to her.”
“Why don’t you hire a Shadower for that? Im not exactly a pro at shadowing.”
“So far you are the only one I can trust. Now get outta my office and let them down in the lab know that we have Rose Cassidy Brynn in our custody.”
Kemar sighed, yet nodded and left the room. Under his breath he said, “The day I become Rick Black’s most trusted….shit.”
Rose felt a tiny prick in her arm, she stirred out of her black slumber and swatted at whatever it was.
Out of her hazy vision, she could see two men in white jackets standing over her. She immediately sat up in the bed. She was a tad dizzy but everything stopped spinning as she concentrated on them. One was in the back by the door looking rather concerned, the other look frightened.
“Where the hell am I?” She asked standing up and finding that when she did the dizziness came back. The other man standing by the door came to her aid, but she waved his hand away.
Rose cast the frightened one who was responding a look, the other instead answered, “Your in a locked room at Synthesis. This is Dr. Friedrich Hamilton and Im Dr. John Montgomery. And we were taking some of your blood to run tests with.” Kemar walked in just then, “Get out.” He barked at the scientists. Friedrich was the one to leave first. He still looked frightened like she was the vampire and he was the human.
John looked at her a bit longer, and lingered before Kemar tossed him a look. Rose stood up then, “You son of a bitch. You lied, you killed everyone!” She screamed and attempted to fight the bigger man with fury in her eyes, her fists landing justly on his chest before Kemar pushed her aside with one hand.
The room was so small that she found herself falling into the wall, a hard hit at the shortness of the fall and intensity of the push.
“What am I doing here?” She demanded.
Kemar ignored her question and instead said, “We can do this the easy way, and the hard way. The easy way is letting the doctors take whatever specimen they need, however many times they need to. The hard way is….” he paused a moment to chuckle as he leaned over her, “The hard way is me.” Rose stood defiant against the taller man. She knew she couldn’t beat him no matter what she did. Her best bet would be using the doctors when they were in the room to her advantage….the shaky bespectacled one was a good choice. Resisting the urge to lay a slap across his smug face she said instead, “Send them in.”
“What? You don’t want the hard way? I was looking forward to the fighting, scratching, perhaps a little biting.” Kemar mocked still leaning awfully close to her.
He traced a finger over her exposed collar bone, “Maybe we can play a little afterwards with those handcuffs, some liquor…you seem like you would be fun if you loosened up. No wonder your parents kept you away, a tasty little ass—“
Rose gave in to her earlier compulsion and slapped him. It left a ringing sensation in her hand but it was worth it to see the anger chase away the lust in his face. She almost didn’t know which to be more afraid of. But she was not too afraid to stare him down until he finally backed up from her personal space and laughed a rich thick laughter. He was still the handsome dark skinned man she met under the blood bathed moon. She couldn’t help but miss the fake Kemar. He was someone she trusted, someone she had latched onto without realizing it. Wagging a finger at her, he still carried that eerie smile with him as he left the room. She heard the door lock in several places before she released the breath she didn’t realize she was holding.
It seemed that Friedrich was still scared of her, since it was only John that came into the room an hour later. He looked around carefully in the hall before he closed the door, turning to her. Disappointed, she looked at the positive: it was still only one.
Rose was meticulously planning her escape, when she noticed him looking at her funny. His eyes were trying to tell her something that she could not decipher.
He cut her off by loudly telling her to straighten her arm for him to take the needed amount of blood. But his eyes said something different. He kept flicking his eyes towards the side wall. She looked over and caught sight of the surveillance camera, its red light blinking steadily. How had she not noticed that before? She turned back to the man before her as he said in a whispered voice, “I’m here to help.” He was barely moving his lips, and she had to strain to hear him. But she made it out.
She looked at him curiously, “What do you mean?”
He cleared his throat and instructed her to open her mouth so he could take a swab of her inner cheek. With her blood in tiny vials and a cotton swab in a test tube clutched in his hands he stood up, giving her a look that obviously meant something like don’t worry. But she had no idea what he was talking about and could only muster a semi confident nod before he left. What the hell was that about? What did he mean he was here to help? Damn, she thought to herself, she missed her chance at escaping….not that she would get very far as she saw the black shape of a militant guard outside her door. She was foolish to think she could escape. Those men out there were vampires, deadly in their own right and to add to the damage, they carried guns. She highly doubted they actually needed it. Rose curled herself onto the bed and stared at the wall in front of her, questions running rampant in her mind. But the most prominent thing that presented itself to her was the realization that she was alone, truly alone.