The man and the woman grabbed the unconscious girl and helped her into a van before driving away, they left her belongings there and made it look messy to make it look like a robbery turned into a kidnapping, it wasn't uncommon considering the state of the city, people went missing often enough to not make it look planed.
Amity awoke in a chair with a large mirror that she was sure was a one-way window, so she didn't do anything that would look like she was panicked. It was dead silent in the room and dimly lit so it was difficult to see everything in the room, she got up walking towards the door "I wouldn't do that if I were you" said a person in the corner, so dark Amity couldn't see who it was. As she walked closer to the figure in the corner she gasped when she realized it was the guy from the train station, " who are you? Where am I? what do you want?!" Amity said in a spiteful tone.
"So many questions but not any time for answers, let's just say my boss wanted to see to you" he said walking closer to Amity with handcuffs in his hand "You need to put this on". She begrudgingly put the handcuffs on with a bit of curiosity as to why she was here.
They started walking down the hall, when it hit her that she was in a police station and was walking away from the interrogation rooms, this made her more anxious, the man walking behind her was dead quiet and only hurried her along until they reached a door on the other end of the hall. The man pushed her into the room that looked like the warden's office, in the office smelt like Vodka and nachos, a weird combination thought amity.
Her train of thought was interrupted by the chair in front of her twisting around revealing a man with a scar on his cheek very small almost looking like a light colored mole, with his dark brown hair and sky blue eyes staring directly at Amity. Once Amity took a good look at him there was no doubting it, she had seen him before, Victor Albrum, once a business man now the most well-known criminal in multiple nations, well known for his monopoly over armed goods and the heroin trade throughout 5 different countries. He has multiple wanted posters scattered around 3rd most wanted criminal in the last 10 years. "Ah, Miss Amity Blight" he said breaking her thoughts, "I hope you're doing well" he said in a clam voice as the other man let me out of the handcuffs and forced her to sit down in front of victor.
"What do you want?" she said with venom intertwined in her voice, she knew talking to him like this would probably be like signing her death certificate, but people probably though she was dead anyways.
"I want to make a business deal with you" he said frankly, with a smile on his face. "why would I do that" Amity said just as calm with a smile, she knew she wasn't going to make a deal with this man, if she signed anything it would be signing with the devil.
"I want to make a proposition with you, if you embezzle some money for me that is" his voice was a lot stricter and his tone becoming darker. "I have noticed that this city is turning to ruins, it breaks my heart. So here's the options I'm giving you, you help me and get money into this city, and you get to go free or..." he snapped his fingers as a shadow came out of the shadow. Amity gasped.
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