A Furious Chick

British Base

Katherine

I walked into the British Base, head high. Heads turn my way. I was ushered to an office. I walked through mazes. Brits are way different than Americans. Everyone is neatly shaved, hair trimmed for men and for women in a ponytail and everyone is in suits. The air is even different. I enter the office.

A man with short black hair sits at a desk in a way too neat office. He's in a expensive suit and is on the phone.

"Janet, just get me those files as soon as possible." He motioned for me to sit in this nice leather chair. I do. "Thank you, love."

He hangs up the phone.

"Katherine Howard. It's truly an honor." He grinned.

"I'm sure you didn't call me here to fangirl." I crossed my arms. "What's this business going on with my deceased Mother and I advise you speak now."

"Right." He stood, grabbing a folder from his desk. He walked to me and handed me it.

I opened it immediately. There was images of my mother in handcuffs and she just looked beat up. Bruises all over her face, cuts on her lips. What the fuck? I looked at him.

"Those photos were taken by my photographer a week ago. It's taken us a few days but we know the location. I figured it would be best if you went to save your Mother. Given your track record of taking down facilities and all." He explained.

"Ah, you don't want your men to die." I chuckled sarcastically. "Give me the fucking location."

"It's not that easy, love." Chase sighed. "I need to know that allegiance is with us."

"When I get my mother back, I am taking her back to America. You Brits are jerks." I growled.

"We need information from your mother."

"No you don't. " I stand.

"Well, then, you're not getting the location. Figure it out your damn self." He was angry. "Those fuckers move around alot, by the way."

"You bloody bastard. You think I can't find them and end them." 

"You are refusing to cooperate, love." He shrugged.

I laughed in frustration.

"We can help. Let us."

"I will allow you to. Your just not going to be near my mother. Take it or leave it, Chase." I stand with the files.

"You have fire in you. I can respect that and your wishes." Chase gave in. "It will be an honor working with you, love."

I nodded and walked out.