I slowly start to wake up, I don’t know where I’m at or what happened last night. I was at the bar dancing with my mission, putting on quite the fake show. I didn’t think he had any idea I worked for the FBI, now I’m in some sort of shed. I hear footsteps behind me, slow loud clunks like someone’s hitting two pans together. I hear a voice.

“Well well well, look what the cat dragged in,”

Are there multiple people? I try to talk but I couldn’t. These psychopaths put a gag in my mouth. I see another man emerge from a dark dust corner. As he walks up closer, I recognize him. He was than man I was dancing with all night. What was his motive to kidnap me? Did I accidentally blow my cover? This was a new all time low.

“Are you surprised to see me sweetie? You got so drunk last night it was easy to get the truth out. Never heard of an FBI agent blow her cover, let alone to the person she needed to get information from.”

Damn it. My whole career was on the line. The two men go into a separate room talking, I assume about me. I start looking around, neither of them had weapons. Easy escape. All I need to do was fall back and break the chair. I saw 3 potential exits. One on front of me, and one to each side. The men were to the right of me so I figured the exit straight ahead of me was my safest bet.

I started slowly tilting back. Then, CRASH, down went my chair and before I knew it I was already halfway to the escape. Then I got shot in my right arm. I don’t know how, I checked, they didn’t have weapons before. The pain was rushing through me, it was more painful than anything I’ve ever felt. I made it to the exit but it was locked. They started cackling. Was this a joke to them?

“Come oh sweetie, you thought we’d make it that easy?”

“Fine, give me a fair fight. Put down the guns and have a bare knuckle fight.”

The men looked at each other and put the guns down. They were easy to take out. It was in only 10 minutes when they were on the ground. But I was bleeding out, fast. I had to find a way out. I took their guns and shot at the door. I broke through it and went to the nearest public area. Told them who I was and what happened. It wasn’t long before I was getting stitches and they were in custody.