“So, are you staying behind?” The agent who had been sleeping next to Sammy asked, suddenly.
“I’m getting some food,” Sammy said as his stomach growled, “here or wherever.”
Twelve
The effects of the sedative had worn off Angel thirty minutes before the van had pulled up to the gate house. She knew right away she was in trouble, and suspected she'd been kidnapped. Quick peeks through squinted eyes had given her a brief glance of the back of the van. She had some kind of medical monitor taped to her chest under her shirt, and a man was sitting beside her. He had mostly been staring at the front of the van, talking with some guy named Sammy. She'd gone very still and relaxed as much as she could when they pulled up to the guard house. She couldn't see it, but she could hear them talking, all of them talking.
Angel was furious. She had already figured out their reasons for snatching her. They’d probably called Rob and instructed him to betray the group and let a team of them in. She knew he wouldn't go for that, and when one of the agents sitting next to the man who'd been monitoring her moved, she got to look at his uniform. Department of Homeland Security. Then there was another government goon in black ripstop BDUs and a tactical vest.
The van moved past the guard shack, but without any windows to look out of, she had no idea where she was. She hoped she could figure that out, but she knew she was not going to willingly get out of this van and be incarcerated. Would they shoot her? She didn't know. Her bladder was screaming for release, but she held still right up until the moment the van turned off and the back doors opened. She was able to barely open one eyelid and see that the back of the van was surrounded by the three Homeland agents.
“Excuse me, can you help us get you out? I know you've been awake.” Doc Khamenei’s words were soft.
“What did you knock me out with?" Angel asked, moving slightly side to side. "I feel like I've been out drinking all night and my head is killing me."
"Just a sedative, the effects should wear off soon. We can carry you out of here, but I think you'd rather walk.”
Angel opened her eyes and got her first clear view of Doctor Khamenei. He was a kindly looking man in his sixties. That's when she realized he'd been the one who’d tried to help her at the store. That startled her, but she just gave him a nod of acknowledgement. He pulled the probe wire and it popped off, leaving a sticky patch on her skin.
Sammy held out a hand, and Angelica slid out of the back of the van until her feet touched the ground. She let her legs wobble a little bit at first, then she got her weight back on her feet. It was only half an act; she reckoned there was probably some sort of muscle relaxer mixed in with the sedative. She felt slow. Looking around, she saw a steel building with a metal roof over top. This was one of many in a line of buildings, with guards posted on either side of the doors going in and out.
Military looking vehicles were parked here and there, with no semblance of order. There was a low hum of humanity coming from the building straight across from her. The Homeland agents stood there, and Sammy dropped his arm when he saw that she was steadier on her feet after a few moments. They had been instructed to get her there unharmed and undamaged. He wasn't aware if the Doc had any other orders, but Doc wasn't on the same payroll as them.
The agent that had been sleeping next to the driver decided to give her the once-over. Angelica’s skin crawled as he looked at her in a way that made her feel uncomfortable. She decided she was going to hurt him first. Angelica moved so fast that it surprised the three agents and Doc. Her movements were smooth, her first strike almost a dance move. She spun to the left to distract him and then planted a knee right in his groin.
The agent let out a surprised gasp as the pain took over. Sammy started to move his way, and she turned in a snap to kick at his head. She wasn't tall enough, but the kick hit him square in the vest near the neck. A surprised Sammy fell backwards, and a third agent rushed Angel from behind. He grabbed her in a bear hug and tried lifting her off her feet. Kicking her legs straight up in front of her and as close to her head as she could, she got the agent off balance. Swinging her legs down quickly and under her, the agent toppled forward. She rolled with him, and landed two quick jabs in the throat before rolling to the side and getting up in a fighting stance.
Doc just looked at her and smiled. “They told me you were a wild one. What was that? Kenpo, Krav Maga?”
“I don't think it matters. Only thing that matters is I'm about to stomp your candy ass. I'll make you my bitch and skull fuck you so hard…”
Angel's words trailed off when she saw the agents she had taken out starting to get up slowly. Cursing to herself, Angel looked at the three men, changing her stance.
“You're going to pay for that," Sammy told her.
Doc Khamenei moved in towards her, and she ducked a kick that would have knocked her out. Doc’s kick had forced her to move in closer to
