Running up to the tree line, he caught sight of Arya, jogging to her.
"You ok?"
"No," she sighed, "I have some pretty bad burns. But don't worry about it. I can't see Derulo or Shrake. Leave me...find them."
Red paused, not competely comfortable with leaving her alone. It was obvious now that someone knew their plans. If they were still lurking, leaving Arya wounded could cause her life.
"I can carry you," he offered, dropping his bag. The only things left in it were extra magazines that he pocketed in his pants, and a med kit he didn't need if she had one.
Pulling her onto his back, he moved back into the trees, carrying her as they tried to remain as quiet as possible, two sets of eyes looking for Shrake and Derulo.
Em remained mute and frozen, feeling their hands on her arms, then shoving her into the chair. She could see nothing, and her mind continued to whirl over what was happening, how they got caught. She was unsure if the others were there until Narcos voice spoke, making her skin crawl. He was speaking to her left, making Em guess it was Kat beside her.
Meaning Al and Snowy are in the room too somewhere.
At the request for the laptop's password, Em bit her tongue, fear lacing her. Katerina had only let one person look at the laptop when she'd woken from her unconcious state two weeks ago: Shrake. Meaning none of the rest of them knew, not that it would matter. If Skull Face decided they knew, failing to come up with the correct password meant death. The only way out of this was Kat telling him it, but at the risk of her own life.
We are fucked. No matter what...we are fucked.
Kat blinked at the harsh light, trying to adjust her baby blue eyes before she looked into the familiar face of the man she'd lied to for six years.
"Woah woah," she widened her eyes, looking scared, "I didn't know he'd blow up the mansion! I hired him as a bodyguard, not a bloody stunt double."
Fuck...if he'd tracked her and found her, it meant he knew about the Ghosts...which means he knew who they all were...but how? There was no way he could tell she was lying, not with how well she had perfected the skill. Still he had evidence against her, and she didn't have the time to think up a convincing story. What she needed was to buy time, but there was little of even that. He asked for the password and she blanched, unsure what to do. Not tell him, lose Winters. Tell him, and reveal just how much she had shared. The only advantage was even if he did see the files, he could never see who saw the information. The computer was designed that way, with another computer hooked up to it that her handler kept. Everything she saved or uploaded he could see, without revealing himself. Katerina had actually only ever met her own handler once, a week after she'd left Narcos, before joining the Ghosts.
He'd want that information too, and probably kill for it as well. If she wasn't already in the grave. He never left rats alive.
What am I doing? I know this man...I can do this.
She clamped her mouth down tight, watching his eyes grow with fury as the gun aimed down the line at Winters.
"Must piss you off that a woman tricked you," she hissed, his eyes shooting back to her, "A pretty dumb blonde you fancied turned out to be a damn good spy, secretly exposing all your little dirty secrets. Does it hurt?"
His anger grew. Narcos might not feel much, but he definitely got angry.
"You know what you really want Narcos? You don't want my laptop. You already know whats on it...what you'll see. No, what you want is me. You want me at your feet, begging for death."
Her eyes held his, her words worming their way in his head, "You won't kill me quickly. You want it slow...painful. You want to beat the bitch that beat you."
Leaning back, she rose her chin higher, looking cocky even as her stomach knotted, "But I won't give you that. I will die in silence, watching those eyes bulging at my defiance. I won't give you another second of my damn emotions. I'll give you the password, you egotistical ass, and let you keep me for your sick but pointless games. You just let the three of them go."