I drift down the steps slowly and hear the “thing” inside the box rattling around, scraping against the insides of the box. I swallow hard as I descend and see Jensen feet first, slowly more of him revealed as I walk down the spiral stairs.
“It was crazy getting here. There were some guys chasing me.” I say quietly and shake my head in disbelief, reliving the momentary scare. After one full rotation I come back to Jensen and this time I see him fully, and the men standing to either side of him with weapons drawn.
They’re wearing black suits and black glasses with little ear-phones that are usually associated with the secret service, but these guys didn’t look like they were here in order to protect the president.
Then again, I could be wrong.
“What’s going on here Jensen…” I say carefully before going down the stairs any further.
“You were supposed to run.” Jensen said while shifting a little.
Yes. The broken glass. Shit. I close my eyes and shake my head before one of the suited strangers speaks up.
“This is very simple. You’re in over your head. Just set the box down and head right back up those stairs.” One of them says as he takes a step forward, gun at his side. “Once we hear the door close we’ll send your friend Jensen up. And then after that you’ll never hear from us again.”
I swallowed slowly and set my gaze to Jensen’s face, trying to read the unreadable. I didn’t know what to do, so I flipped a coin in my head.
Should I:
Set the box down and retreat
Turn around with the box in hand and run back from whence you came
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