A Stranger
Chaoter Fifteen
The two prisoners closed their eyes tightly at the blinding light.
"Why do you need her to convince me to-" Gerard was cut off.
"I need you to do me a favor." The man said. He walked over and held a knife against Crys' neck.
She immediatly spit on him. In return Jordan pulled the knife quickly across her arm. He wiped off his face and walked over to Gerard. "I need a favor."
"Why do you need me of all people?"
"Because, you're easier to manipulate. You'll do anything for the girl. I know that from watching you." Crys looked as if she was about to ask a question. JOrdan looked at her and shook his head, "No, wait til I'm done talking. IT's rude to interupt your host. Gerard, I need you to kill-"
Crys cut him off, "HE'S NOT A MURDERER!" she screamed.
Jordan glanced at her and back at Gerard. "You obviously haven't told her everything about yourself have you?" Gerard looked down at the floor. "He's used to work for me. My top man. He killed people I needed out of the way. I need him back."
"LIAR!" Crys yelled as loudly as she could. Another man came from behind her and hit her in the head knocking her out.