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His Sunshine, Chapter 4

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Warnings: threats of knife violence, mentions of a knife, angst, threats.

1 year ago

“Sierra eight…”

“Don’t call me that,” I growled, glaring at one of the other agents. The man rolled his eyes, and I sat back in my chair. He chuckled and lifted his phone, no doubt in an effort to annoy me as he mocked me for telling him not to call me by the stupid codename the agency had given me. I glared at the older man, “I’m serious…don’t call me that.”

“It’s your name,” he said as though it were the most obvious thing ever. I frowned, and continued to glare at him. He rolled his eyes, “you’re being dramatic. You’re an agent, just like everyone else that’s around. You may be a snot-nosed kid, bu-“

“No,” I seethed, pushing away from my spot at the table, “it’s not. My name is Sunshine Dawson…I’m from a small town on the other side of the country, and it’s my eighteenth birthday. I’m not just some kid. My parents are dead because of you and the organization.”

“Your parents are dead because of Lloyd Hansen, Sierra Eight!” he said forcefully, “your parents are dead because they never adhered to the rules and gave you your proper training. Had they turned you over when they were supposed to, they might have still been alive.”

“Stop calling me that!”

He turned his attention away from me, and back to his computer, opening it up, “well it’s your codename, whether you want it to be or not. And you are part of the organization as well. Six made sure you were accepted and trained properly…you should be grateful that he put in the effort. That he undid all of the things your pare-“

“Hold your tongue!” I hissed, spinning so that I was facing him once again. I’d slammed shut his laptop and swiped my hand across the space so that it flew to the ground. With that as a distraction, I let my dagger catch him just below his throat, “or I’ll make sure you don’t finish any more sentences.”

“Eight.”

“My name…is Sunny.”

“Do it!” he taunted, a sick smile on his face as he leaned forward against the blade, “go ahead…see how much the agency cares about you when you kill one of your own. Six wouldn’t even be able to protect you. And you’ll just be some scared little girl.”

“You are not one of mine,” I hissed, pointing my blade’s tip a little more into his throat. He flinched, but the blade still hadn’t pierced his skin, “none of you are. Not six. Not Dani. The only one that mat-“

“What?” he scoffed, cutting me off, “are you going to say that the only one that matters is your precious little soulmate? The one that gave up trying to find you? Think about it, eight, you’ve been here since Prague. He hasn’t found you. It’s because he got bored and stopped looking. You don’t matter to him.”

“You don’t get to talk about him.”

He smirked, “there’s a reason you’re running from it, eight.”

“EIGHT!”

I looked behind myself and saw Dani, a stern look in her eye.

“She’s losing it, Miranda!” the man grunted as I removed my blade from his throat. His hand went up to it and rubbed at the tender flesh. I pocketed my dagger and turned to face her, “you think six will be able to keep her in line? All she does is whine about the agency…gripe about her little psyho soulmate. I don’t understand why we have to keep wasting resources on her. He gave up even looking for her.”

“What did I just say?” I growled, my attention turning back to him.

“Eight…enough.”

“Where’s six?”

“He’s on a mission…he’s tracking a rogue from the agency.”

“That’s what we do to the ones who abandon their calling,” the man taunted, shooting me another look, “want six to come and hunt you down?”

“Shut up, Avery!” Miranda growled, “go downstairs and keep watch…I’ll be in here with her.”

“Keep watch on what?” he growled in response, “there’s been no movement in the building for days…I think we’re on a cold trail. You need to turn over the information so that we can get out of this stupid town.”

“Well thankfully, the agency doesn’t pay you to think, Avery. Now go watch the bar across the street. Our intel says that w-“

“Our intel is bullshit and you know it,” he groaned, “six is on the real trail.”

“Well until four is caught, we follow every lead possible,” she hissed, pushing him to the door, “now go.”

She waited until he finally obeyed her orders. He slammed the door hard behind himself. It took her a moment before she finally looked at me, “are you okay, Sunny?”

I shot her a look before heading to the coffee pot, “I’m still not talking to you or six.”

“He’s sad that he couldn’t be here…but he knew you’d understand,” she said quickly, ringing her hands, “h-he wouldn’t have missed your birthday if he didn’t have to.”

“I don’t give a damn, Dani…” I shrugged, “I don’t give a damn about any of it. It all stopped mattering last year.”

“Well, that’s not true.”

I looked back at her. The rage built in my stomach, and I turned away, grabbing at my cellphone and wallet, “I’m going out.”

“You don’t need to leave.”

“We need groceries,” I lied, shrugging my shoulders at her, “we ran out last night…”

“Eight…”

“Don’t worry, Miranda….I’ll be coming back,” I sighed, looking away from her, “I know running never works…you two jackals always find me…”

“You belong to the agency, eight…”

“I belonged to Lloyd first.”

I didn’t miss the pained look she gave me as I passed her. Nor did I miss the opportunity to slam the door just a little harder than necessary as I left.

“I’ll give him that…you are a cute little thing.”

I snapped, turning around to come face to face with a woman that was older than myself. I felt myself going on the defensive, recognizing her from the photo that I’d seen before where she was clinging to Lloyd, clad in a white dress. My breath caught in my throat and my heart began to ache; jealous of the position that she’d found herself in, while I was the one that was left alone.

“Suzanne.”

She smiled, “so you aren’t completely in the dark…you know who I am? What I am?”

“Where’s Lloyd?”

“He’s…preoccupied…I came to you because I followed a lead down one path…and he followed it down the other.”

“Six…”

“I don’t think he would have ever imagined that Court Gentry would leave you with anyone…not after what had happened with your parents…and especially not after the mishap in Prague,” she laughed, “he’s off stalking him like some pathetic schoolboy…”

“And you’re here.”

My mind raced. I scanned the room, thinking of the ways to escape. Of ways to injure her and protect myself.

“I’m not here to fight you…” My eyes shot to hers, and she gave me a look, “I’m not some animal…really Sunshine…what do you think of me?”

“I don’t,” I said simply, “everyone is a threat until proven otherwise…it’s how I stay alive…you’re my soulmate’s wife…you came to find me…I would think that you want to harm me.”

“I want you to disappear.”

“I’ve been pretty good at staying off his radar.”

She smirked, “well try harder…he made a mistake this time…and if I know my husband…he won’t make it again…I can’t personally kill you myself, because I know that he would have more than just suspicions. But I can tell you to stay the fuck away.”

She took a step towards me, and instinctively I reached for my knife. But she only giggled, swatting her hand playfully in my direction, “oh…he’ll be unhappy if he finds that you made it into the program…you were his sweet, innocent little part of the world…his little perfect ray of sunshine.”

“You sound jealous, Suzanne.”

“I sound careful!” she reminded me, “he’s my husband. I’ve been married to him long enough to make the demand that you stay away.”

“If you haven’t been paying attention, let me remind you that is what I’ve been doing…”

“So, I’ll tell you again…try harder…” she said in a little firmer tone, “because if I have to come find you…again…it will be a much…angrier conversation…and I don’t care how much training the agency gave you…I’ve been doing it longer…”

My breath caught in my throat, “y-you’re an agent?”

“A long time ago…in a land far away,” she said dreamily, “I was almost as innocent as you…don’t let my husband find you, Sierra eight. Because you won’t like me when I’m actually coming after you.”

“You can’t kill me,” I reminded her. There was a feeling in the pit of my stomach that I couldn’t quite shake, but she only smiled, “you said it yourself, you can’t kill me.”

“I said that I couldn’t personally kill you,” she replied, an even gentler reminder, “but Lloyd does have a whole army of men at his disposal…and none of them know about you. He wanted you to be his little secret, Sunny…which means that they wouldn’t know who you were until after your blood has already drained from you. Stay. Away.”

Chapter 5

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