BETA's LOVER

                                                                             MACKENZIE 

We were almost done with the food, especially me. I sat with my hands on my lap fidgeting. I can't help but be anxious among strangers. 

"Well pardon me. I had to go through your stuff to see your ID cards and any information we can get on you two. And it's safe to say, you are innocent in this incident," Arthur spoke, slightly tapping the corners of his mouth with a tissue. 

I nodded my head in understanding. 

"Where is my car and the rest of our stuff?" I asked him as we were being served warm tea. 

"Ah, your car. It was badly damaged so I already have some of my men work on it. And about your stuff, Jazmine had it all sorted out," He said, with a relaxed posture, and looked at Jazmine with a smile on his face. 

"Your car will take a few days to get in shape so why don't you stay here, with ease?" Jazmine spoke softly like she was being careful with us. 

Quinn looked at me and I watched her in silence. I could read her expressions and so could she. I raised my eyebrow at her to which she nodded. 

"Okay as it's only a matter of few. Well also, can we have our phones now," I demanded, now I have the upper hand to demand things from them. 

If they refuse to let us go or anything, then we have to find a way to run away. 

"Oh, your phones. They were broken when we retrieved them. I still kept them with me in case you ask about it," The leader said, with no remorse.

What the hell? How did they break? The crash wasn't even that bad—there's no way our phones should've been damaged from the impact.

He grabbed an envelope from the isle and laid on the table for us to see that he wasn't lying.

"Do you have a cell phone? I want to make a call, it's important," Quinn said, with urgency in her eyes. It made me frown as to whom she wanted to call. 

"Yes we do have cell phones but sorry the signals are not working. The tower had some technical problems so the men are fixing them," this time Cylon said, looking at Quinn with a delicacy. 

Is this for real? First our phones and now signals?

"Are you kidding me? Nothing adds up here! Are you holding us here against our will? That's illegal!" I stood up, frustration spilling out as I could no longer keep it in. First, they treated us like criminals, and now they were lying to us.

They all leaned back in surprise, clearly not expecting me to snap.

This past week had already been a grind, and now this? It was giving me a headache.

"Okay okay. Calm down. It's nothing like that-" 

"Don't tell me to calm down. I need answers this instant!" I cut the leader in between, my voice not loud but clear and firm, to know I was not in the mood for any lies. 

"Please relax. We can sit and talk. We will answer all your questions honestly," Alistair said, his voice felt like cold water against my hot body. Cool like a breeze and soft as rose petals. It somehow got me to lose my temper and focus on him. 

How was he able to calm me down? It's probably the softness of his voice. 

I took a deep breath and sat down.