Wilbur's POV:
The cell door closed with a loud clang. George was sitting in the corner of the cell, which was now his. George's eyes looked lifeless. Like every last bit of his soul was sucked out of him. His arm was wrapped in a sling. The doctor had said he would no longer be able to use his left arm. He was left handed. Q really did screw his arm up.
I felt sorry for him. But we got what we needed. When George was finished spilling his guts about everything he knew, he begged us to put him in prison. It was sickening. Who knew what a little torture could do to a person.
I looked at his arm, which was still tinged pink from blood loss.
I had left him a book and pencil. I immediately regretted it though. He couldn't move his left arm. Why did I do that!
He thanked me either way. He blankly said he'd need something to pass the time. Then he chuckled darkly and said he could write an autobiography. It creeped me out.
We had to plan.
As soon as we got to the hotel, we schemed. It was tough though. Especially with Agent S calling every second. He was like a worried dad. Or boyfriend. Didn't he have other missions to check on? Q knew how to handle himself. Why was he always calling? He was an adult, not some teenager with a gun.
And every time Q was finished talking to him, he seemed upset. Well, not seemed, was. He always was nervous and jittery, something I knew Q wasn't. Was S that scary of a boss, or was something going on?
I gained more information on this 'Sapnap' person. Sapnap wasn't his real name of course, it was just his street name.
He was a gambler. A spender. A partier and a drinker.
He was in New York. Fancy. Apparently he was going to a party. A huge one. It was going to be hard to find him.
George said that he was even closer to Dream. That we would get whatever we wanted to know about Dream from him, Sapnap. But, obviously, he was going to be harder to break.
Q and I slightly expected him to be in a casino, like George, but nope, it was somewhere unexpected.
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A/N: this is going to be good...
(Song: Orphan Tears)
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~Try to Detect My Love: Unmasked (Quackbur)~
ActionWilbur is enjoying a normal walk home when he notices something following him. Or someone. Little does he know, whatever he's about to do was about to change his life forever. - - TW: blood, gore, kidnapping, and mention of being drugged, alcohol...
