The Dangerous Game

Şahmeran

Amidst the scattered white sheets, the young woman slowly opened her eyes. Yawning slowly, she headed towards the kitchen. She threw the bread into the machine to toast while she turned on the coffee machine. After she calmly prepared her breakfast, she put it on a tray and returned to her room. She looked surprised for a moment as she placed her preparations on the table in front of the sofa. She put the tray down on the table, and with a gentle smile, she looked up at the man across from her.

“Sorry honey, I really forgot about you. I just made it for one person. That's why I don't think I can share my breakfast with you. But honey, why don't you remind me? Didn't I look like such an irresponsible host, hm?”

The man looked at the woman in front of him with tears in his eyes. Could this lunatic have forgotten that after clasping his hands and taping his mouth, she brutally hit him every time he tried to make a sound? With such an unstable mood, it seemed possible. The man continued to sit tied on the chair, not daring to make a sound. God, how did he get into this situation? Where was that gentle woman he had known for a month? Damn, he had to get out of here. His boss must have already started looking for him. All he had to do now was hold on until the boss's men arrived. The young woman sat down on the sofa opposite the chair, smiling as if she knew every thought inside him.

“Well, I guess we have something to talk about today, and I don't want my taste buds to go off while I'm having breakfast. So let's deal with it now. You can start. If you have any questions, please ask. I will answer sincerely. But give me a minute first.”

As the young woman left the room, the man began to think wildly. God, what could this crazy b***h be asking him? Anyone who wasn't stupid would have known by now that this woman was a spy. But the point was to find out which group he was a spy for. The man was a member of one of the three largest organizations in the country, and even the government could not touch them most of the time, so it had to be one of the other two. Was it the Midnight band or the Sharks? Had the Sharks betrayed them? The man still couldn't figure out who he was until someone touched him from behind. Could the damn woman make some more noise?

“What were you thinking, honey? Do you want to tell me too? After all, you had enough time to think all night. You must understand that I am very good to you.”

The man looked at the black gloves on the woman's hand. With a shudder, he remembered the terrible event that had happened last night.

***

A month ago, he had met a beautiful woman at the bar. The woman came to him and offered him a drink. Previously, he thought it was a woman who approached him for his money like everyone else. Anyway, money wasn't important so he kept seeing her, but my god, this woman was so kind and gentle. She would always listen to him and smile gently at him. She was almost like a saint. She seemed to exist to illuminate the world. She acted like money was nothing to him. The man had fallen madly in love with this woman in a month and believed she loved him too. That's why he was so excited last night when the woman voluntarily invited him to her house that he tried to kiss her as soon as he entered the house. At that moment, the face of the woman before her was contorted with disgust in a way he had never seen, and she had beaten the man until he passed out. When he opened his eyes, he was already tied to a chair and could hear gagging sounds coming from the bathroom. After a while, the woman came up to him with black gloves in her hands and smiled kindly at him. The man tried to speak to understand what was going on, even though only meaningless sounds were coming out because of the tape in his mouth. She slapped the man's face hard as the woman's mask, which she had not yet recovered, was breaking again.

“Oh my god! Seriously, you still keep making noises like a pig after you try to touch me, huh? Did I give you permission to speak? Did I mention you can open the dog's mouth, silly?"

The man quickly shook his head. He already knew that the other person was not the saint he thought he was. This woman was the furthest thing from the saint. Every bone aching in his body was screaming this truth to him. The man desperately tried to speak to explain himself. However, what came out was still meaningless sounds. The woman angrily grabbed the hair on the back of her neck and pulled him down sharply.

“Then why do you keep going, hm? Is your head too thick to understand me? Or do you just enjoy pissing me off?

The man shook his head quickly as tears fell from his eyes. She let go of the man's head as if tossing it, then she went to the mini-fridge in the room and got a bottle of water.

“Seriously, I can't believe I got so pissed off because of an i***t like you. Ah, I was supposed to settle everything with you today, but it looks like we can't go on like this."

Talking to herself for a moment, the woman gently massaged her temples to calm her down. She took a sip of the water she had put on the table and looked at him as if she had made up her mind.

“Huh, well we have something to talk about tomorrow, so let's not hit for now, okay? Of course, no favor is given for free, so in return you should try to remember all the important information you can tell me by tomorrow. So I can leave you in one piece and alive. What do you say?"

The man looked in horror at the woman who was smiling gently at him, as in all previous times, as if nothing had happened that. He knew that in this world he lived in, in such a situation, a person would not be able to escape alive. He wouldn't be able to get out of this place on his two feet in the end. She looked at him, smiling as if she knew what he was thinking.

“Come on, as long as you really cooperate, I'll let you go, hm? I'll just take your nails and a finger to try to touch me, okay?"

The man looked at her as the look of caution and horror in his eyes increased. The woman looked at him with an angelic smile, as if the words that had just come out of her mouth were not her own, then stood up without looking at him.

“Then good night sweetie. Don't forget to find good topics to talk about so we can have a good date tomorrow. After all, you don't want to upset this woman, do you?"

In the end, he had gone to sleep, leaving her alone with fear and thoughts all night, and had even forgotten his existence when he got up in the morning.

***

After removing the tape from his mouth, he calmly looked at the woman sitting in the chair opposite him.

“Well, let's see how you spent the time I gave you last night. I'll let you ask first if there's any question you want to ask, as I promised. What do you want to know about me, Dave?”

The man squinted his eyes suspiciously. He didn't think she would really answer his questions. However, he still decided to ask.

“Why did you kidnap me?”

The woman's eyes narrowed slightly.

“Well, that's a funny question, Dave? After all, we can't say that he kidnapped you, instead it would be more accurate to say that you came here on your own feet. If you're wondering what I'm hooking you on to learn from you after we fixed it here, I think a guy who could be Camsat's vice-leader has already guessed the answer to that question. Is not it?"

The man looked at the crazy woman in front of him as thoughts continued to spin in his mind. If this crazy dog knew what organization you belonged to, he would know, okay? He just needed to find out if it was Sharks or Midnight. The woman looked at him as if he were a disappointment.

“Oh, I understand, honey. I guess it doesn't take much intelligence to be the deputy leader of Camsat. Anyway, I'll be clear then. I am aware that you are collecting documents on Sharks corruption. It's all in this little thing, isn't it?"

The woman looked at the usb in her hand in surprise, and she was pretty sure she had put it in a secret compartment in her car. How could he have found it? Where the hell did this crazy b***h come from? The woman smiled faintly, noticing the man's effects. At least she found the right usb.

“Oh you two stupid organizations. If you weren't so stupid, would you have allowed Midnight, a small slum organization, to grow this big under your nose 10 years ago? Huh, anyway, after all, you're just a bunch of stupid snakes constantly trying to undermine each other and then staring at each other with fake smiles. Anyway, your stupidity will be very useful to us, so for now I'll be grateful and shut up. Now all I ask is that you tell me the password for this USB. So we can get along nicely.”

The woman looked at him with her lips curled in delight.

“How do you want us to do it the easy way or do you want me to push you a little bit?”

The man swallowed hard, looking at her with fear.

***

A man in the room awoke, shaken by the splash of water on his face. His hands and legs were tied to the chair. His body looked full of torture marks. The woman in front of him, with an elegant posture and beautiful clothes, seemed to be unaware of the man's condition. The woman smiled happily when she saw the man awake.

“Oh honey, it took you so long to wake up. I thought you were dead. You understand that I didn't want to accidentally kill you after the valuable information you gave me?"

Halfway through the sentence, the woman's eyes filled with coldness and she slowly took off her glove, leaning against the table behind her. She pulled the necklace out of her sweater and rubbed it lightly. His eyes were pensive, as if he was remembering an old memory. She lifted her head and looked coldly at the man before her.

The man looked at her like a rat shriveling with fear, waiting for her to say, she had already said everything she knew. He also didn't know this woman until a month ago. What could he possibly have to take from her personally? The woman silently dragged a full-length mirror, from which she did not know where it came from, to bring it before her. Then she calmly walked behind him and looked at him in the mirror. He leaned slightly towards the man's ear.

"Sahmeran, does this name sound familiar to you?"

The man shuddered and looked at the woman before him. Who among the organizations did not know Şahmeran? They were the most active force in the country until 12 years ago. Then, one day, the leader of Şahmeran was killed and the organization was disintegrated by all other organizations. The remaining members of the organization flee abroad, creating Shadow. Even today, Shadow could not return to the country due to pressure from other organizations. The woman was in front of him an ex-member of Şahmeran, but he looked too young for that. The woman looked at the man who had thousands of thoughts in her mind, then pulled her hair harshly, forcing her to look in the mirror in front of her.

“You don't have to think much, Dave. I will tell you clearly. I'm Ava Sinclair, the daughter of the man you laughed at while pulling your nails out 12 years ago. I guess I should thank you for forcing me to watch you torture my father. After all, thanks to you, I remember all of your faces very clearly, even today?”

The man looked fearfully into the eyes of the girl who was looking at him in the mirror. The girl's eyes looked filled with dangerous madness.

“Oh Dave, I remember my dad laughing like it was hilarious as he pulled out his fingernails one by one. I was quite curious if you enjoyed torturing Alex Sinclair, the leader of Sahmeran, or just the sight of your nails being pulled out. What made you so happy, Dave, when my father was filled with pain? Ah, so today I want you to watch yourself as the same is done to you, Dave. So you can satisfy my curiosity for me.”

The woman lifted the man's head slightly with a devilish smile.

“Please watch carefully, Dave. I have been waiting for this day for a very long time.”

****

Ava looked up at the gray-haired man standing before her, lifting her face from the slap that had just landed on her cheek. The man was staring at the girl in front of him with a serious expression.

"Victoria Ashborne, you didn't report last night."

“I'm sorry, uncle. There was a problem with the target last night.”

The man looked at her with a slight nervousness.

“Come to an end, Ava. I don't care about problems. I need only one answer. Will Shadow be able to return to Xandu?"

Ava smiled slightly.

“Of course, sir. It will be as you wish.”

The woman's eyes gleamed with delight. Finally, her 12-year vengeance was really beginning.