Part 4

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You walked through the marketplace that you had met your father at just the week before. As you walked, you began to pass by an alleyway. Suddenly four men dressed in black stepped into your path. You stopped, unsure of what to do. You thought about running or maybe trying to take them down, but you were knocked unconcious.
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You shook your head as you came back to conciousness.

"Good morning Miss Barnes." you heard a voice say. "Or should I say good afternoon."

You looked up and watched the mystery man step into the light. He was short with a full head of jet-black hair. You tried to move but you were tied down to a chair.

"Who are you?" you asked, your throat scratchy.

"No one of consequence." he replied with a smug look on his face.

"I doubt that." you said.

"We are looking for someone, Miss Barnes." he stated.

"Who's we?" you asked, although you knew very well who 'we' was.

"You know exactly who we are." he hissed.

"Then who are you looking for?"

"Your father." He smirked.

You clenched your jaw because your hands were tied to the sides of your chair.

"So what do you want from me?" you asked.

He came to your ear. "To hear you scream." he whispered.

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