Azai smiled a kind gentle smile. He looked at Quinn. "Any ideas on what we should do to get back at the government?" Azaia asked silently resolving to give Quinn a little more freedom from now on.

Quinn stayed still for a moment before answering. "Well everyone knows I was kidnapped. I am a high-up FBI agent, one of the best they have. They are going to want me back. When they do they'll arrange a meeting, like I said. They'll ask anything I learned about you. Anything that would be helpful in catching you. Every low-down dirty snitch of an idiot will be there, because after the inside job you had done to get me captured... they won't want to take any chances. You just do your ting and go set up a snipe somewhere where you can see in the window, and take as many as you can out. I can ecape easily, believe me. Then revenge is taken and I will have the ability to disappear and never return to any big city, never let anyone see my face again, and live in the forest somewhere that I won't be disturbed. Tada." Quinn explained almost the same story as before. "I can say I SOMEHOW escaped from here. Bada bing bada boom."

Azai thought for a moment. "you know thats a really good idea. However I've been a little too nice to you. If they are to belive that you got kidnaped we're gonna have to make it look real. don't worry I have a friend who's amazing with make up. He'll help us." Azai smiled again and went into his room "Be ready in five minuets." He called over his shoulder.

Quinn narrowed her eyes just slightly, refraining from crossing her arms because her shoulders hurt. -Oh, great. Yeah, he's been such a kind suiter. Not like anything bad happened at all and I don't look like I went through hell- She thought grumpily, a tiny spart of fear coming up for what Azai's *friend* was going to do to her. She did not respond but instead felt like punching the wall in frustration. "At least I have a way out. I won't be locked up in this dank place any longer. I'll get revenge. Work with him, Quinn." She mumbled to herself, taking a deep breath and waiting.

"don't worry harry's just gonna give you a little makeover. Probably make you look like I gave you some major cuts and brusies." Azai smiled and started humming Natural by Imagine Dragons.

Quinn again did not answer but just nodded, using her foot to tuck her hidden knife deeper away before sidling over to the cot, sitting down and waiting some more. When Azai started humming the song that was sung by every member in her department non-stop, the words automatically came to mind... yet she gave no sign of knowing it.

Azai came out of his room. "all right let's go. Harry hates when I keep him waiting. After this he'll take you to a safe spot to make your entrance. so good luck cause you won't be seeing me for a while pretty girl." He then turned his Imagine Dragin playlist on on his phone. The first song was enemy

Quinn looked up with a new, steely look in her eye. A revived anger, though it was just a show. "Sounds good. Let's show those idiots what we can do." She growled under her breath, a little infuriated he called her pretty again but deciding not to let her feathers get ruffled. Quinn followed Azai out, knowing the song that came on but not really liking it. She liked hard rock, not pop.

Azai walked into the garage and got in the drivers seat of his dodge challenger. He motioned for quinn to get in. Then he hooked his phone up to bluetooth. Imagine dragons Beliver started to play. He hummed along as he waited for quinn to get settled.

(at the mere mention of the song I immediately started humming it LOL)

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Quinn paused a moment and let out a long breath, clenching her fists. She was ready. She got into the car and refused the urge to crack her knuckles, working her jaw back and forth.