Her eyes adjust to the surrounding darkness. Where was she? Definitely not home.

“Listen to me very carefully… you aren’t going to make a sound, ‘else I’m gonna end you. Right here. Right now.”

She looks up at another woman. A smile creeps onto her face. Her eyes narrow.

“Make. Me.”

In a flash, the rope comes undone and her hand reaches for the knife in her boot. She grabs the gun in the woman’s hand, aims at the wall and pulls the trigger. The sound echoes through the room, ringing in there ears. However, the woman tackles her to the ground holding her still by the collar.

“Well done, agent. Couldn’t handle once single instruction, could ya? Well, now you’re going to have to pay for it,” the woman snarls, pointing the gun at her forehead. She pulls the trigger.

“Ha! You really think it would be that easy?” The agent says, chuckling to herself.

The woman was out of ammo.