Wrong Time by Mitchel Grace Page A

she was handcuffed to Sam in the backseat.
    “So I guess that we’re going back to
the hotel then?” Nathan asked.
    “Yeah, unfortunately. I don’t know
where we’re going to put you, though,” Sam said while glancing over at Chloe.
      As they arrived at the hotel and took the
elevator to their top floor room, Chloe broke the silence.
    “Just so you two know, I am not sleeping on the floor or in a
bathroom. I’m sleeping in a bed, and I’m not wearing these handcuffs all night
long,” Chloe said.
    “What makes you think that you have a
say in any of that?” Sam asked.
    “If I don’t get to sleep normally, I’m
going to make enough noise to get all of us kicked out of this place, and then
none of us will be able to sleep.”
    “Fine. We’ll sleep in shifts and watch
you,” Sam said.
    As they entered the room and shut the
door, Sam took the handcuffs off of Chloe. Chloe walked straight to the bed and
got in. Sam handed Nathan a gun and followed her.
    “What about me?” Nathan asked.
    “You get the first shift. Wake me up in
four hours.”
    Chloe lay there wide awake, and it
wasn’t long before she could hear that Sam was fast asleep. Chloe raised her
head from the bed and turned toward Nathan. She was going to get to know this
guy. He was compassionate and extremely naive. Chloe knew if she could build some
level of trust with him that she could use that to her advantage later. Yes,
this guy’s stupidity will be my ticket out of here, Chloe thought to herself and
smiled.

 
 
    Chapter 6

 
 
    “So you don’t really seem like the
government type. What’s your story?” Chloe asked Nathan.
    He was hesitant to tell her anything
about himself. Should I really be telling a prisoner my life story, Nathan wondered.
    “Okay, so you don’t trust me. I
understand that, but maybe if I told you my story it would loosen your tongue a
little bit,” Chloe said in a flirty tone.
    “Okay. Who are you exactly?”
    This was the perfect opportunity for
Chloe to tell Nathan some sob story, and that’s exactly what she did.
    “When I was fourteen, my mother died. I
never really knew my father, so I was all alone in the world. I was about to be
placed into foster care, so I did what I thought was the best thing at the
time. I ran away.”
    “Where did you go?”  
    “I lived on the streets.”
    “How did you survive? You were only a
kid.”
    “I did whatever I had to do to eat. For
three years, I did everything from sleep on the street to work in a number of businesses
that I’m not too proud of. Then one day a man gave me a way out of that life. I
wasn’t qualified, but even Markus Boyd has a heart apparently. He gave me a
chance for a new life. If I had only known where that life would lead me, I might
have stayed on the streets that day, but here I am. I’m imprisoned by two
people who will probably take me straight to some government scum who are going
to torture me, and when that’s all over, Markus is going to find me. When he
does find me, what he does will make whatever your people do to me look like
child’s play.”
      “I’m not going to let them hurt you or
let Markus find you. I do know what it’s like to be thrust into a way of life
with no real choice or way out,” Nathan said.
    “Really? How exactly?” Chloe asked.
    Nathan recapped how he had met Sam and
how he was pulled into this whole situation.
    “I guess I’m just lucky that I’m in a
situation I actually don’t mind being in,” Nathan said.
    “Yeah, you are. I just don’t know what
I’m going to do,” Chloe said as she started to cry. The tears were fake, but
Nathan didn’t know that.
    Sam had been pretending to be asleep,
but she was actually awake through Nathan and Chloe’s whole conversation. I can’t
believe he’s actually buying this, Sam thought. Nathan set his gun down and
walked over to Chloe.
    “It’s going to be okay. I’m not going
to let anything happen to you,” Nathan said as he stood over