“You should have seen the look on his face,” Violet laughs while strapping herself into her seat in the helicopter. Although I would never consider myself one for such over the top theatrics, I have to admit that it would have been quite spectacular to have seen his response to having a wrecker’s ball pass by so closely. I wasn’t entirely on board for this option of retrieving Alvin, but after all which has gone on, I decided to take Violet’s advice, considering all she has done for me over the years.
“What is going on here?” Alvin shouts at me, refusing to sit so he sways with the floating machine. “How in the world did you get out of Grand Island?”
“Oh, my dear Alvin,” I reply with a sly smile. “Do you honestly believe I couldn’t escape from that simple little prison? Those children you sent after me may have taken away the Viripotens Machina, however I am still one of the most powerful members of Mackenzie-Lena. You, of all people, should know that.”
“Only because I made you that way!”
“I do have to say, Alvie, sweetheart, that I was quite surprised at how well you were able to gain access to the compound itself. Grand Island is not a place one simply walks into, even with a forged access badge.”
“Just because you deleted me from all the systems doesn’t mean I don’t remember a thing or two about how the organization operates. I still have contacts within M&L you know.”
“Sure, you do. All those people who were oh so willing to assist you in returning to your place within the organization after I removed you. Please, sit down. Watching you is making me feel rather nauseous.” I pat the seat next to me. I know he won’t take it. I certainly wouldn’t if I were him. However, I want him to feel comfortable. I want him to think that perhaps we can return to the way things once were.
But more importantly, I want him to suffer as he attempts to determine my intentions.
He looks around at all of the empty seating within the cargo compartment and chooses one across from me. I’m certain he considers it a bold move, however with how far apart we now are, he will have to resort to yelling in order to speak with me. I can’t help but smirk at his choice.
“You know what, Daniella,” he yells, struggling with the chest straps. “I sometimes have to wonder what I ever saw in you. You are easily one of the most manipulative, conniving, and—”
“Says the man who shut down an entire country simply to find me again,” I say firmly. I don’t yell, that’s beneath me, but I know he can hear me. I smile, cross my legs, and recline in my seat.
“You know damned well I wasn’t looking for you for any reason outside of getting my revenge. It’s the VM I’m after. I created the damned thing and I deserve to have it.”
“We created it,” I correct him.
“If by we you mean I did all the work and you took all the credit for it.”
“Well, if you were so much of a solo act with this device, why didn’t you simply build another one?”
“Where in the world would I possible find the resources to build such a device without M&L’s power and connections? Do you have any clue how difficult it is to get a satellite up into the air without the government’s help?”
“You always were full of so many excuses. Face it, dearie, you simply weren’t good enough.”
“Weren’t good enough?” he sputters. “But I caught you. I won.”
“Did you? It certainly seems to me that I am the one who is in control at the moment. Besides, all you did was send some incredibly lucky children after me. If anyone won, it was them.”
“Fine. So, what do you want with me? Why come after me after all this time?”
“Because this is getting old, Alvin. You have sent countless young ones after me for the past twenty years. So many little lives wasted in service to this goal of yours, while they think they’re doing something much more noble than a silly little revenge plot.”
“You’re not trying to tell me you feel bad for all those kids now are you, because I happen to know—”
“Oh, no, nothing as silly as that. No, the reality is, you managed to get rather close to succeeding this time. This means you are no longer simply a nuisance but nearing something of an actual problem. A problem I aim to rectify.”
“Oh yeah?” Alvin questions. “And how do you expect to do that?”
“Simple,” I say, looking toward my newly promoted assistant, Violet. “You’re exiting here. Violet, if you would be so kind.”
“Unfortunately, Miss Nile,” Violet says with a tone I find entirely unacceptable. “I’m thinking it might be about time for you both to exit.”
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