The Dangerous Inheritance

“I need you to listen to me very carefully,” the man said in a slow but anxious voice. “You don’t know me, but I know you”

“Let me go you bastard!” The girl yelled

They were in a dark boiler room. The girl was sitting on a metal chair, her hands were tied behind her back and her legs were tied to the legs of the chair. The man had just removed a gag from her mouth.

“You have to listen to me,” the man said bending down and putting his hands on her shoulders.

“Don’t touch me!” She yelled

“We don’t have time for this” the man groaned, as he buried his face in his hands.

“Listen,” he said abruptly snapping his head up. “I’ll explain everything later, but right now we need to leave. I have to untie you and know that you're not going to run. can I trust you?”

“What are you talking about?!” She asked,

“Oh my god!” He said standing, losing his patience. Then there were footsteps coming through the door.

“Shit” he whispered, he ran over to her and started to untie her legs with fumbling fingers. He pulled her up and ran her over to a window that was high up and dragged over a box for them to stand on. He shattered the window with his elbow and put the gag back in her mouth, then hoisted her up to the window so she could climb through. She refused, shaking her head.

“Oh for god's sake” he whispered. The door burst open and three men in black clothing came barging in.

“There!” One of them yelled pointing at them.

He hurriedly picked her up and shoved her through the window and then climbed through himself, cutting his leg on the exposed glass.

“Damn it” he whispered, looking at the gash, it was deep.

He grabbed the girl and brought her down an alley before the other men could catch up. Led her through a maze of alleys until he finally lead her to a small, empty shop (picking the lock). Then he yanked her in, as he did so she grunted.

He lead her to a back room and pulled out the gag again.

“What the hell?!” She yelled, to him as he bent double panting. He swayed the ground swimming in his eyes. He blinked several times and swallowed until he finally stood up straight and went over to a chair in the corner still panting.

“Untie my arms!” She shouted at him.

“Please, not so, loud,” he said between short breaths. She bent down, looked into his eyes, and said in a stern tone.

“Un. tie. me.”

“No” he responded bleakly

“Why?” she complained

“Because you're not safe” he responded

“Yeah, no shit!” She yelled, “I’m being held captive by a man I’ve never met before!”

“Hand me that,” he said, pointing to a cloth behind her as if he didn’t even hear her

“What?” She asked annoyed, looking behind her

“The cloth.” He whispered.

“Why?” She asked annoyed.

“Because in case you haven’t noticed, I’m bleeding uncontrollably,” he said, very sarcastically.

“Well” she started even more sarcastically “In case you haven’t noticed, my hands are tied behind my back”

He groaned getting up slowly grabbing the cloth and sitting back down. As he rapped up the cut he said.

“What do you want to know?”

“What’s your name?” She asked immediately

He smirked and replied “Marcel.”

“Do you know my name?” She asked cautiously

“Yes,” he responded, not looking at her “Iren.” she looked shocked for a moment and then recovered

“Why are to taking me?”

“Because” he started “you are in danger and you need protection. I promised your father that I would protect you”

“My da-“

“Yes, he was in some pretty shady stuff. That’s why their after you, they think you know some of the information he had.”

“Like what?” She asked

There will be a part two, I ran out of space

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