âYes,â
Blair said, âI really feel bad for you, Barlow.
â
A wry smile came to Barlowâs lips.
âIf youâre sorry, reward me after the mission.
â
âSure.
â
âAlright.
Iâm hanging up.
â
In an abandoned warehouse nestled near the sea in the eastern suburbs of Wragos, the dim light from an overhead incandescent lamp cast a feeble glow over the scene.
Kennedi approached Karina, her nimble fingers untying the black cloth that covered Karinaâs eyes and deftly removing the towel that gagged her.
Karina remained bound to a chair, her eyes blinking as they adjusted to the sudden brightness.
She fixed her gaze on Kennedi, a rush of anxiety flooding her chest.
âKennedi, whatâs going on? Why did you kidnap me?â
Karinaâs voice trembled with disbelief as she never expected Kennedi to kidnap her.
She had always considered Kennedi a friend, so this sudden twist was bewildering.
Kennedi stared at her intently, a whirlwind of conflicting emotions playing out in her eyes.
âWhy does he like you? You are not that beautiful.
â
Karinaâs brow furrowed in response.
âWho are you talking about? What do you want from me? Let me go!â
Kennedi squatted down, her gaze unwavering as she looked at Karina.
âDo you have feelings for Barlow?â
Karinaâs surprise was palpable.
âWhy on earth are you asking that? Do you even know Barlow?â
Kennedi stood up, her words dripping with measured certainty.
âYes,
I have mentioned him to you before.
â
âYou have mentioned him to me?â