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package I was looking for contained many of their secret plans and even identities of many of their core members, including Bob. Someone defected from their group and stole these documents. They got it back and delivered it back to their safe house to look into the detail of what was exactly stolen.”
    Angie had stopped laughing and was now listening in earnest. What he said made sense and he didn’t seem like crazy. He seemed very handsome.
    “Ok, Ok. I believe you,” she said.
    “But you have to believe me. I was not a part of…whatever that was going on in that place. I just tended the bar, ignored the drunks and went home to write my novel, which I will never finish. That’s it. That’s my life.”
    The stranger looked at her in that queer way.
    “And let me tell you one thing: holding me here will not help you one bit,” Angie said, trying her best to sound earnest.
    “If what you are saying is true and Bob really is one of them, then there is no way he will give you the package in exchange of me. He doesn’t care about me. He barely knows me.”
    “I will be the judge of that,” the stranger said and got up to get something from the kitchen.
    “Will you please tell me who you are?” Angie said, pushing her luck.
    His back was facing her and she wasn’t sure what expression he was courting. She was hoping that he would not snub her.
    “I think I have a right to know who my captor is,” she said, placidly.
    He remained quiet for some time and Angie continued eating her breakfast, giving up hope that he would ever tell her anything when she was surprised to hear his voice, and not in the usual commanding and domineering manner.
    It was softer, a bit shaky, and vulnerable.
    “I am in the Army,” he said.
    “Army?” she said, really surprised. That explains that body.
    “Well, actually in a really secret branch of the Army. We look into domestic terror cells.”
    “Isn’t that what tons of other agencies are doing?” Angie asked, racking her brains to think of as many acronyms as she could.
    “There’s a difference: we don’t get questions asked after we get the results.”
    He silenced after saying this and Angie realized what he meant. He belonged to a dangerous and black army unit, which acted without bounds and probably carried out illegal tasks.
    “So you are all about the greater good, I guess?”
    “You can say that and I think the world is a safer place because of us,” he said and it seemed he was trying to convince himself as much as he was trying to convince her.
    “Every man is right in his own eyes, but the Lord ponders the heart,” Angie said.
    He turned around and his eyebrows were raised. Angie shrugged.
    “Heard it in a Russell Crowe movie once,” she said.
    He ignored that comment.
    “So, we fight the good war, we get the bad guys and everyone turns a blind eye.”
    “And you kidnap innocents,” Angie said before she could stop herself.
    “Haven’t convinced me of your innocence yet,” he said.
    “Haven’t proved my guilt, yet,” she said.
    He glanced at her bowl, it was empty.
    “Ok, you are done. Go back to your room,” he said.
    Angie sighed. One moment they were having a real conversation and next moment, he was playing the kidnapper.
    She got up and started walking towards the staircase. When she was on the bottom step, a voice rang out.
    “Shadow.”
    “What shadow?” she said turning around.
    He was standing against a wall and looked so alluring. His hair falling over his eyes, his arms bare, muscles rippling. She felt heat rising up in her body despite the cold outside.
    “You can call me ‘Shadow’,” he said.
    “That’s what my unit named me.”
    “And what did your mother name you?” she asked.
    “She didn’t.”

 
     
     
    Chapter 5
     
    It was a weird name, but it made sense as a covert code name.
    Shadow.
    It sounded weird in her head, as well. She spent the day in her room, bored out of her mind, and pangs of fear hit her at odd