The Dangerous Life of Agnes Pyle – Chapter 35

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The Dangerous Life of Agnes Pyle

by Jeremy C Kester
(c) Jeremy C Kester – All Rights Reserved

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Chapter 35

“Were you the one that killed the Pyles?” Safiya asked as she continued to scan around for a way out. So far all that she thought was best was to throw herself into the ocean behind her. It wouldn’t give her more than a few minutes of respite however as she would soon be overtaken by the water. And how far could she get without a boat? She had to stall until she could figure something out.

But how long did she really have before they realized she was stalling?

“You are doing a nice job trying to stall us,” the man immediately retorted. (Apparently she had no time.) His face turned into a twisted, knowing smile. Safiya’s eyes widened. “I see that I indeed found you out. How foolish do you think we are? But fine, I shall humor you. Yes, I was involved in the death of your old masters, Safiya. And that young little girl of theirs should be taken care of shortly by my master. She and Brandt’s young apprentice both. Anything else you would like to ask?”

A shiver blazed down her spine. She was gripped with a fear that she had never felt before. She wished that what the man said was untrue, that it was a lie to tempt her into engaging them. She wanted to charge forward and strike. Only sheer willpower kept her from acting on it. “Who are you?” she asked forcing the trembling in her voice not to show.

“I can answer that since you are kind enough to be my captive audience. Although I am unsure as to how much longer it will take you to realize that your situation is hopeless. You are outnumbered, out-skilled, and in the middle of the Mediterranean Sea,” he looked out to the side. “Well we are far enough out that you would have much difficulty in surviving.”

Safiya matched the man’s movements once more. She spotted a small boat tied to the side with a small motor on it. She guessed that it was the captains dingy. It should have enough power to get them far enough from the boat. It would have been a risk, but she would have to figure out whether it was her only chance at surviving.

“Anyway,” the man continued, “My name is Armando Castellano. I am, much like the pair of you, a Sentry. Or rather I was until I decided to go down this path.”

“Do we have any chance that you will let us live?” Majd asked before Safiya was able to. His intention had nothing to do with escape, at least not for himself. He wanted to ensure that Safiya got away, that she lived.

It was immediate that she knew what was going through his mind. She looked at him with fear. This could be the last time that she could see him again. She wanted to stop him, to see if there was a chance that she could come up with something that could allow them to live together through this. There was little time to do so, and she was sure that their attackers would get bored of this.

“Well that is an interesting question,” Armando commented as he raised his arm.

You need to run. Take that boat and get out of here,” Majd said quietly to the side. “NOW!”

Safiya didn’t say anything as she tightened her grip and sprinted away.

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