Page 4 of Anarchy Chained: Alpha Thomas

CHAPTER TWO - SADIE

“Do you understand what to do?”

I do. One hundred percent. I have no idea who I’m talking to. I don’t know if the voice asking the question is male or female. I don’t recognize it at all. But I absolutely know what to do.

“Yes,” I say.

“Tell me,” it says.

“Leave here. Travel through the tunnels to uptown. Exit through the D Street station. Travel one mile northeast to the laundry facility. Secure the truck. Proceed to Cathedral City Asylum. Secure target. Bring him back here.”

“Yes,” it says. “Do you foresee any problems with the plan?”

I think really hard about that question. So hard I can feel my eyebrows knitting together on my forehead. “Why would there be problems?”

“Good girl,” it says.

Male, I decide. This voice is male. Then I stop that thought. I don’t need to know.

“When was the last time you were”—it hesitates—“on assignment?”

I have no idea.

“A month ago?” it prods.

I’m still thinking.

“A few months?” it continues.

“It’s been two years,” another voice says. “She’s been… in training.” This one is definitely female. She forgot to activate her scrambler before she spoke.

The other voice rebukes her with a hiss and says, “Then why did we choose this one?”

“She’s special.”

I reluctantly smile. Because I am special.

“She’s the only one who can manipulate her way through the asylum security. Don’t worry, she’s never been a troublemaker. She’s as well-trained as they come.”

The second voice has still not disguised herself. Her failure to follow protocol unsettles me.

“You’re not convinced?” the female asks.

“Not even a little bit. Why are you here? Where’s—” But it stops short of saying a name. I’m not to associate my handlers with anything. Not a name, not a gender, not a face. My eyes are blinded by the mask, my hands and feet secured to the table with tight straps. I have no idea where I am or how long I’ve been here.

But that doesn’t matter. I have the plan programmed into my head. It’s all I need.

“Trust me,” the female says as a needle pricks my arm. “This injection should alleviate your concerns. Set her free and watch.”

I can almost feel an eyebrow rise in response.

“Don’t worry, we’ll be tracking her. We can switch her off any time we want. Right, Sadie?”

“Yes,” I answer immediately. “I am yours to command.”

“See?” the female says. “You don’t need to worry about this one. She is the best of the best.”

Best of the best. I smile.