If You Die, I'll Bring You Back And Kill You Myself

Alex actually snorted at how absurd that was. Everyone here had free will. There were no superior agents anymore. Even back in the day he hadn't been at the top of the  Numbers hierarchy. Alex had. What nonsense was he spouting?

"Yeah, right," he scoffed. "Nice try, Three. Why don't you let everyone go so I don't have to kill you? I'd really rather not dirty my hands but you pose an active threat to my family. Let Claire and my friends go and I might let you off."

Three shook his head. "That won't be happening. I have an ace up my sleeve, Six. One that will make you compliant."

"Oh really? And what would that be?"

"This." He put something in his ears before pulling out his phone and beginning to play a recording of an unfamiliar voice speaking. "Sudden. Tense. Depth. Before. Straight. Departure. Creator. Melt. Quiet. Flame."