| Subject: Whispered Identities - Chapter 210 |
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Date Posted: Thursday, June 02, 08:08:03pm
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's message, "Whispered Identities - Chapter 204 & forward" on Sunday, May 15, 07:23:24pm
Michael tapped lightly on Adrian’s hotel door and as she ushered him into her room, she motioned for him to be seated.
“I can tell things didn’t go very well, Michael,” she shrugged.
Michael sank into a lounge chair and sighed. “No....I may have to use the tranquilizer.”
“Nikita is very strong willed....how are you going to inject the drug?”
“Have you do it....she won’t want to see me again.”
“Me? Surely she realizes I contacted you and arranged to meet here....she won’t trust me....something I do regret....I care for Nikita. She told me of her life....not an easy one.”
“It is important that you both return to the villa with me....immediately. The Society are no doubt tracking you and have some plans to use you both.”
“But what could they possibly use us for? Even if we have been implanted with trackers...they will only show where we are going.....what possible purpose could that serve?”
“There must be a reason Adrian....like you said....your escape was too easy.”
“True. Very well then....have you the tranquilizer? I’ll go to Nikita and attempt to talk her into returning with you....if I’m not successful, I’ll use the tranq.”
“Don’t attempt to convince her of anything....use the drug....we must leave here as soon as possible.”
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Nikita paced her room like a caged animal; her anger at Michael for breaking into her room, presuming he had control of her, wanting to possess her again, infuriated her.
I must leave immediately! He’s convinced Adrian to work with him....she manipulated our stay in this hotel....waiting for Michael to arrive! I can never trust her again....and I thought she.....who can I trust?
Nikita’s thoughts were interrupted by a knocking at the door. She opened the door a crack with the security chain in place; Adrian stood looking sheepish before her.
“What do you want Adrian? You deceived me....you informed Michael we were here! Well you can return to his little fortress .....I’m not interested in whatever games you are both playing!”
“Please let me in, my dear....we need to talk.”
“We have nothing to say to each other Adrian...please leave!”
“Very well....but please let me into you room so we can say a proper goodbye.”
Nikita stood glaring at the older woman through the tiny opening in the door.
“I’m sorry Adrian but I don’t trust you.”
“I understand that Nikita....but please let’s not abandon our friendship like this....we have become close....I’ve come to think of you as a grand daughter...please let me in to say a proper farewell.”
Nikita breathed deeply and slowly unlocked the security chain, allowing Adrian to walk into the room. Adrian strolled to the bed and sat on the edge, her hands clasped in her lap.
“I’m so sorry I informed Michael of our whereabouts...but I was concerned the Society were using us for their own means. I must admit, I don’t understand the anger directed at Michael...but that is your private affair....I apologize for intruding....you must believe that I only wished to protect us both.”
“Michael is no longer a part of my life....I hate him for what he has become.”
“.....become? Become what?”
“His own little war...his own power empire at the villa....seeking to eliminate the Society. The hunt for them has become his obsession....I will not be his chattel....his bed toy! Return with him if you want....I’m returning to Center.”
“As you will Nikita....but I do feel badly for betraying you....please humor an old lady and come give me a hug goodbye.”
Nikita fought back her tears; she had become very close to Adrian, she was like close family. It was not right they should be separating on bad terms. Slowly, she walked to the bed and sat beside Adrian, putting her arms around the woman’s shoulders. Nikita hugged her, tears trickling down her cheeks.
“I’m sorry Adrian....I will miss you, but this is what I need to do.”
Adrian whispered, as she slipped the tranq syringe from her sleeve and aimed it at Nikita’s arm.
“......and this is what I need to do, my dear.”
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