The mastermind

I am sitting on a chair that has been fixed to the ground. I am bound all over and completely immobile.

I look at the mastermind. The one who kidnapped me. Kidnap? This is the second time I have been kidnapped.

Not the second time in my life but the second time in a week.

“Hey, what time it is?”

“……”

No answer, huh. They are giving me the silent treatment.

“Don’t be so shy. Haven’t we known each other for a long time?”

I clearly know who the mastermind is. I just have to annoy HER. Yes, the mastermind is a woman.

Then someone came forth. From behind the darkness, someone came forth and stood right in front of me.

I look at the person. A rough jacket, totally yankee style. Blonde hair, which is actually bleached.

A nice face but her eyes are sharp. Her eyes, they still haven’t lost their allure.

Every time I look at those eyes, I get the shivers. Like a predator watching its prey.

She is tall and handsome. With a little effort, she could even pass for a man.

But that doesn’t mean s