Chapter 7: Let's talk
It is morning. The sun shone from the little window inside the cell. The people inside the prison are now all awake. But, since there is nothing to do inside, some just continued sleeping while others just stared blankly in the space.
Nicolas opened his eyes. His body felt numb and aching, since his hands were still tied since last night adding up that he was also beaten. It seems that the terrorist were afraid of him escaping. He checked if he has any weapons still left in him. And, as what he has expected, none were left behind. All of his weapons were confiscated.
'Of course, what would I expect? They would confiscate everything. If they left behind a single gun with me, that would be laughable', Nicolas thought.
'But, at least, they still left behind my crux necklace and my combat shoes', he said as he look towards his shoe and his necklace.
The crux necklace is something that his mother gave him on his birthday before he entered the military to ensure his safety. It is small and has a simple design so; probably the terrorist thought that it was something of no value. But, what they do not know is that, it has a gps tracker inside for his father to know his current location.
As for the combat shoes, since they do not know what will happen to him anytime, he customized his shoes so that it could have a secret compartment in its sole for him to hide his knife.
He saw Leila who is in another cell beside him. Right now, he doesn't know how to approach her after what he did last night. But, he only wants to save her so he did that. He couldn't act rashly last night so he didn't fight back or else it would be disastrous.
'*sigh* but I must talk to her at least even if she'll curse me. I can't stand this guilty feeling inside me right now", Nicolas thought then slowly walk towards the left side of his cell.
"Leila", he softly called.
"Leila, please, let's talk", he called again as he didn't get any reaction from her at first.
Then, Leila turned to him. "What do you want sir?", she flatly asked.
Nicolas seeing her look at him coldly just grits his teeth inside.
"I know that you are angry with me for what I did last night, but I genuinely just want to save you. At that time there seems to be no other way as I couldn't just fight them or else your life wouldn't be spared. So, please! Forgive me", Nicolas pleads softly to her.
Leila seeing that her commander which is known for being cold and always has a stern face plead to her softly, somewhat felt her heart warmed. '*sigh* what else can I say, it already happened. And besides, it's not like he does it for his own pleasure', Leila thought in her heart.
"It's fine sir, let's just forgets what happened last night and moved on with our lives. Right now, we need to find a way to get out of this camp", Leila said to Nicolas.
"You're right, we'll talk about this after we get out of this hell", Nicolas said not heeding what she first said as he doesn't approve it to just moved on with their lives.
After a few moments, the door of the prison opens and two women came in. It seems they are a slave inside the fortress. They carried weave baskets filled with bread and they also carried a jug of water. They gave each hostage two pieces of bread and a cup of water. Since Nicolas and Leila still have their hands tied, the guards inside the prison untied their rope. They ate their bread and there's nothing else left to do after.
But, by ten in the morning the prison door opens again and the person who came is Connard.
"Hello Nicolas! Good morning! Do you miss me?", Connard said it in a friendly tone but his eyes tell otherwise then laughed evilly.
Nicolas knows that this guy is scheming something evil again. And as what he expected, he and Leila were taken out inside their cell and were dragged towards the interrogation room, once again.