"Help us and I will help you find your husband."
The man sad to Meredith.
"No, thank you. I do not need to find my husband. I am sure he is dead."
Meredith said to the man. He limped towards her.
" Don't you want to know what happened to him?"
The man said leaning on a closer desk.
"I already know what happened to him. You people killed him. This is not what I imagined, when I thought of secret organizations."
Meredith said and angrily cleared the table.
"He may not be dead, I am sure there are many more like me. Your husband may be one of them."
The man said and tried to pick up the stuff Meredith threw away. He stopped when he felt pains in his leg.
Meredith saw him flinch and she picked up the stuff, herself. As she was getting up her eye met with his.
He looked int
