A Devils Number

Chapter 3 •Six•

I was dropped off at a motel which I assume was owned by someone who happened to be on my boss's good side. But I didn't dwell to much on it considering they let us right in and my blindfold was taken off at the front desk. I was given a key card to my room and a bag of, most likely, weapons. Then I was sent off to my room and waited for further instructions. I sat still on the bed, staring at the wall and sighed quietly before my posture hunched and I covered my face with my hands. When I was just about to start mentally preparing myself for what I was going to do, Sebastian spoke through the radio in a staticky voice.

"Hey kid, open up the duffle. You have everything you need to know written down. Tonight is the night you do this. If you fuck up, you come back to this motel and make sure that if you're followed, you kill them immediately. Over." I looked over at the duffle bag on the floor and stood up, walking over to it. After I crouched down and unzipped it, I pulled out an envelope that was neatly stamped shut.

To: #6

From: Mr. Petrov

That's what was written on the letter. I opened it and pulled out the letter and it a map came out with it. My eyes ran over the note and I frowned as I laid the map out on the floor. The main building is most likely where Silas would be since his office is in that vicinity. The left wing is where most of the weaponry is made, used, tested, or fixed. But that happens in the basement. The first, second, and third levels are different areas for training his people. The right wing is where people live. But there's a lot of security and more buildings in that surrounding area. One of those buildings holds vehicles. The other is a security tower that, so I've been told, isn't very tall. The cameras are something I have to worry about so I look at every red dot on the map. I sighed again and kept looking through everything before grabbing the file from before I pausing when I opened it.

His picture stared right at me and I suddenly felt sick for killing him. I rarely got sick after killing people and that struck me as weird. Why did he make me feel so weird? I ran my finger over his features, tracing them, before I frowned and placed the picture aside. I looked through the pictures I was give of the areas of the building and the outside from every angle. I wondered how they got these pictures in the first place even with the apparent high security they had. When I thought I had everything figured out I continued to study the area until night fall. Then I my radio went off again.

"Come out. Over."

When I got to the lobby, Sebastian lead me out to the parking lot and into a black car. I made sure I had everything I needed with the help of Damon before I got in the back seat and looked at the driver. Her brown hair was pulled back into a tight bun and she had glasses on. Her eyes caught mine in the rear view mirror before she looked at Damon through the window. He just nodded and she swiftly pulled out of the parking lot and onto the street. We passed many buildings until we turned down this road that felt really empty. There wasn't anything but dirt and bushes on the side until we reached a tunnel. I looked over at the driver and watched her shoulders tense up as we entered the tunnel. It was long and seemed to go on forever. The tension was released from her body the minute we exited. We were surrounded by trees now and came across a split in the road. She took a right and stopped at an abandoned building which was pretty large. There were possibly a lot of hiding places there so I made sure to keep my guard up. Without a word, I got out and closed the door, watching the car turn around and disappear down the road.

I knew what to do from here. This building was marked blue on the map so therefore it was a place that I would retreat to if anything went wrong. It would be a place I would wait at till I knew I wasn't being followed. I walked over to the building and pulled out a knife, carefully walking inside. I stayed quiet and checked my surroundings on the first floor. Then I carefully walked up the stairs, listening to the soft dripping of water. Old paint crunches beneath my feet no matter how hard I tried to avoid it but I had a feeling that I was okay here. I sat on a chair and stared at the broken and boarded up window across from me before opening up the map and looking over it again. I picked up my radio.

"I've arrived at the building, I'm going to head out, over." No one bothered to answer so I put my radio back on my hip, turned it off, and put in my ear piece, turning it on. Now I would only hear them in my ear. I double checked my weapons and moved to a window that wasn't boarded up. I jumped down and landed on my feet in a crouched position. I stood up and headed into the woods.

The woods were incredibly silent which made me uncomfortable. It was never silent in the woods, usually animals were noises or the wind moved bushes and trees. I managed to keep my movements silent, but it was hard in this place, so I instead sped up my movements to get out of here quickly. At that pace I came to the end of the woods and stayed behind the tree line, staring at the fencing. It really was a big area so I had to be careful and cover ground quickly. I reached out and flinched as the fencing lightly shocked me before I retracted my hand. I frowned and sighed, grabbing it again and using pliers to cut it open since this part of the vicinity seemed to be a blind spot. I slipped through the slit I made before carefully ducking behind some bushes. I peered around and spotted some cameras, both pointed in the opposite direction of me. I ran quickly over to the side of the building and hid behind a dumpster, waiting for someone to come out of the door a couple feet away from me so I can get inside. This was the left wing. I would have to be really careful here. I let out a quiet breath as a women stepped out and I quickly ran over to it just as she had her back turned, slipping inside right as the door was about to close. I immediately bumped into a man and jumped on his back, covering his mouth and snapping his neck.

I dragged him into was looked like a closet and shoved his body inside before closing it silently. My feet silently glided along the floor while my back hugged the wall. When I looked around the corner, no one was in the hallway. But there were security cameras. I adjusted my hat and kept my head down, walking down the hallway quickly. I could hear distant chatting and passed some people up who seemed too distracted by each other to take notice of me. I slowly stopped walking when I came to an opening. There weren't a lot of people in this area, just some. The rest were probably asleep, so I didn't bother looking over anyone because I could tell they were who I was looking for. I held my breath when someone called out.

"Hey!" I kept walking. "Son of a bitch— Hey! Kid, you don't look too familiar, you new?" He asked. I paused and slowly turned around, looking at the man. He was tall, pale skin, blonde hair. His eyes were brown.

"I'm new." I said bluntly. "I'm heading to bed."

He stared me down for a while before scoffing. "Silas and Adam don't know when to stop accepting people," he muttered and then walked away. I sighed out quietly and turned back around continuing to walk.

Adam? Who was Adam?