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    The Agent – (Chapter: Exploding Hearts)

    "What was in the bag?" Spencer was watching me closely, her eyes wide and tear stained. I think she knew what was coming

    I lowered my voice, too afraid to say the words. I looked down, avoiding eye contact. "A bomb…" I could hear Spencer gasp. I could see the look of horror on her face.

    Still, I continued. "A phone in the bag started to ring. It was Aiden. He didn’t ask how I was or anything. He simply told me I had to activate the bomb. I was crying, pleading with him to not let me do this. He ignored my sobs, he just told me I had to do it. He told me how to activate the thing…" My mind went back to that moment in the toilet cubicle. "My God, my hands were shaking so much I could hardly see what I was doing. I just wanted to get out of there. I wanted to find Kyla and run away. I didn’t even care where we went, I just wanted to get away." I paused again, this time my hand finding Spencer’s, gripping it tightly. "All I could hear was Aiden’s voice shouting at me, telling me the bomb was activated and that I had 10 minutes to get out of there. He didn’t even mention Kyla, just that I needed to leave. I swear, I ran around all over the place trying to find her. I didn’t even watch the time, I just needed to get to her." I think by now I was on the verge of breaking Spencer’s hand, but she didn’t seem to mind. She lifted her free hand to my face and let her thumb wipe away my tears. I was sobbing now, unsure of how much of my words she could actually make out.

    "I finally found her. I guess it was obvious that something was wrong. She kept asking me what was wrong. I tried to explain that we needed to leave, and I tried to practically drag her away. But she forced us to stop when her phone rang. I finally glanced at my watch. We didn’t have much time left. I kept nagging her to just come with me. She stopped me and whispered that she was on the phone with Aiden. I couldn’t understand why he was calling her when he knew that we had so little time left. I was so fucking relieved when she hung up, but soon that relief turned into the worst possible feeling in the world. She told me Aiden told her to stay, that they needed her to fetch something from reception.

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    1. this story is fuckin’ intense … I LOVE IT … plz dont let them die in the end even if it has to be almost like a mr. and mrs. smith ending!more crazy sex would be nice 2 though .. either way PMS!

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