Chapter 3

"Do you three ever stop bickering?" Eli said, boredly looking at us. "It's rather irritating."

"Oh, I'm sorry," I said sarcastically. "Would you like to be excused? Just open the door and go jump in front of a bus, then you won't have to listen to us."

"I'd rather throw you in front of a bus," Eli shrugged.

"In case you forgot, you all kidnapped me. I didn't choose to be here, so you can either sit there and listen to us bicker or fuck off," I snapped.

"Or I can shut you up," Eli shrugged.

"Oh go fuck yourself, you stuck up asshole," I scowled.

"She'll calm down soon enough," Blake said. "She's mainly just angry that she let herself get caught. She's usually a rather calm person."

"I find that hard to believe," Eli muttered and I glared at him, moving my cuffed foot over and stamping on his foot. "Hey!" He snapped and harshly elbowed me in the ribs.

"Ow, shit," I gasped, flinching at the harsh blow.

"I will knock you out," Eli warned.

"Oh I'm shitting a brick," I said sarcastically and rolled my eyes. I ignored Eli after that and focused on planning my escape.

I went silent for the next few hours. My head was completely clear now and I had a plan. I discretely looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to me. I started to pull on the handcuffs, trying to pull my hand out without having to dislocate my thumb. I only needed one free hand for this.

I gritted my teeth when I realised I was achieving nothing. I had to dislocate my thumb. I tried to not show any pain as I did it and I slowly pulled my hand out of the handcuff. As soon as it was free I reached for the gun sticking out of Eli's pocket, but before I could grab it his hand shot out and grabbed my wrist. He twisted my hand up at an excruciating angle and I yelled out in pain.

"You're rather predictable, Daisy," Eli said and I tried to get out of his hold. "Stand down and I won't break your arm."

"Get off me!" I growled.

"We did it your way and it didn't work. She's been planning how to escape since she went silent a few hours ago. Now we do it my way," Eli said sternly and Blake shrugged his shoulders.

"Do your worst," he said and suddenly my world went black.

***

When I woke up my head was pounding and there was a slight ringing in my ears. I pried my eyes open and blinked a few times before looking around. I was still in the van, but instead of the bench I was on the floor.

I tried to move, but it was then I realised that I was lying on my stomach and my arms and legs had been bound behind my back, my left ankle to my right wrist and my right ankle to my left wrist. I twisted and turned, but the restraints were tight and there was no way I was getting out of them. I had also been gagged. A foul tasting cloth had been shoved in my mouth and duct tape placed over my lips.

"Wakey wakey."

I glared when Blake smirked at me.

"Comfy?" Eli called and my glared intensified. "I told you I'd shut you up."

I wriggled around on the floor and tried my hardest to loosen the restraints, but they were done up expertly.

I'd expect nothing less from Eli Reynolds. At the Agency a few of us were "rising stars". We were the best of the best. It always came down to Eli and me. I had never met him until today, but it was always me and him competing for the top spot.

Until I ran away.

I had heard many stories about him, as I was sure he had heard stories about me.

I had heard that he was an extremely skilled fighter, emotionless, strong, fast and overall... A excellent assassin.

It's what we were. The Agency trained teenagers like us to be highly skilled assassins.

"You won't get out," Eli said. "Stop trying."

I scowled at him, but he only stared back at me.

"You may as well relax and get comfy, we've still got a few hours before we get back to the Agency," Blake said.

I caught Jack's eye and then looked at the bottle of water that was between his legs. "She wants water," Jack said and he lifted up the water bottle.

"I'll do it," Blake said and took the water from Jack and crouched down in front of me. "Don't you dare try and bite me."

He ripped the duct tape off and I spat the cloth out. "Wouldn't dream of it," I said sarcastically and Blake lifted the water bottle to my lips. After I had a few gulps he threw the bottle on the floor and held the screwed up cloth in his hand. "Open up."

"Come on, you don't need to gag me," I said.

"This isn't going to be the first time I've shoved something in your mouth," Blake warned and my eyes widened at his comment.

"Pig," I scowled and he smirked. "Wait, you can't gag me, what if I have a coughing fit? I'll choke."

"Jack gave you the antidote. You won't be coughing up blood anymore," Blake said. "Now open your mouth."

"You do not need to fucking gag me," I snapped and Blake smirked.

"But I love seeing you tied up and helpless, Dais," he whispered and grabbed my chin, forcing my mouth open and stuffing the cloth in my mouth. He placed the duct tape over my mouth and I scowled at him. "Don't frown," he chuckled, "only a few more hours and then we'll be home."

***

I had fallen asleep again and I was roughly awoken by the duct tape being ripped off my mouth. My eyes flew open and I glared at Blake as I spat the cloth out. Eli crouched behind me and cut my restraints but as soon as I could move freely him and Blake grabbed my arms and yanked me to my feet.

"Don't try anything," Blake warned as he let go of one arm and grabbed the handcuffs on the floor. Eli grabbed my other arm and held me tightly against his chest. I could feel his cool breath on the back of my neck and I swallowed at our close proximity.