Masked by RB Stutz Read Free Book Online

into focus. The
sterile room looked like a laboratory or room for some type of medical
procedure. There was a variety of testing equipment both large and small
against the wall and tables lined with different beakers and vials.
    Two men in black fatigues
restrained me, one on each arm with another holding a three foot rod, which
ended in a glowing bright blue electrode, to my chest. The electricity crackled
as the pain coursed through me. He pulled it away and the pain started to pull
away with it, but he put it back and the pain returned.
    A girl was screaming. I looked
towards the center of the room and saw the source, a girl in terrible pain, wearing
a white gown, strapped on a hospital bed. I knew her. I was looking for her.
“Sara,” I shouted desperately despite the voltage coursing through me. “What
are you doing to her?”
    “Stop, stop,” the girl pleaded,
her voice filled with torment and desperation, as the door behind me burst
open. I could only turn my head slightly to see a woman in a white lab coat
enter the room. There was a trickle of blood on her face that flowed from her
lip. The electrode was moved from my chest, but I was still restrained. The
woman in the lab coat quickly moved towards me and injected a syringe into my
neck. Sara was now thrashing on the bed, restrained and still pleading in a
fanatical scream. “Stop, stop.”
    With the sharp jab of the
needle I felt myself immediately begin to fade. I fought to keep my eyes open.
“Sara, Sara,” I mumbled as everything faded to black.
    With a start, I awoke, to a world
cold, dark and quiet.
    Confused, I frantically tried to
assess my surroundings in order to get my bearings. I attempted to move, but couldn’t.
I felt constrained somehow. It took a few seconds, but my alert response lessoned
and I realized I was sitting upright in the front passenger seat of my truck.
It was still night time and all I saw around me was darkness and trees.
    Again I was stopped as I tried to
move forward off of the seat before I realized I was strapped in with the seat
belt. After I unlatched the seat belt I opened the door and swung my legs out to
try and stand. My feet hit the ground, but my head didn’t like that idea.
Dizziness hit me, sudden and hard. The world moved side to side and up and down
all at the same time. I was about to lose all balance and fall over when I grabbed
the outside of the truck to stabilize myself.
    I stood still to let the
dizziness pass until I began to feel like I wasn’t going to fall over and
vomit. Looking around, I saw I was parked on the side of a gravel road, right at
the tree line. Dense forest walled in both sides of the road.
    A chill breeze gusted by and cut
right through me. Each time I breathed mist lingered before slowly dissipating.
I had no memory of how I had gotten there. Images were murky as I tried to
remember what happened. It was difficult to sort through the dreams, memories
or whatever with the distraction of my screaming headache. Freaking headache!
    James was at the cafe. He was someone
I thought I’d never see again. I had assumed he was dead, that they killed him
after what I did. Apparently, I was mistaken. James was at the café to take me.
That much I saw. Whether he was there to capture or kill, I wasn’t sure. It
seemed James did join them then.
    Once I had realized it was him, I
knew chances were slim of getting away. Throwing the coffee cup had been my
lame attempt at trying. I knew what he could do though. I knew it wouldn’t
work. There was no way to out run him. He was wearing his PTD and mine was
locked in the back of the truck. I’d locked it up after the bank in Troy.
    It usually stayed in the truck
with the weapons. The weapons were there more for the comfort of having rather
than actually needing. Most of the guys I took down were not trained fighters, mercenaries
or super-human like me. It usually took nothing more than strength and the
element of surprise to stop them. If Titan was