Dangerous Fever 2

A month later

It is three thirty pm. I have landed in Florida. I go to the underground prison in region three, central area.

I walk through the prison walls. I am wearing white Molly laced up ballet shoes. I am wearing a baby blue suit. I have two black suitcases in my hands. One with a bunch a keys in it and the other with a pistol. Two security men walk on either side of me. They don't know what is in it. I told them I was a representative of the Department of Corrections all around the world. I was here to visit someone in particular. They walk me down more concrete floors and down a white hall.

My hair is out and long. My black locks fall pass my fitted hips. I have a bunch of rings on my fingers. I have neon colored bracelets. My nails are painted white. My dark eye lined eyes stair straight ahead.

The security lead me through the prison rooms. Men are shouting and hitting at the bars. Some are blowing whistles at me. Others are trying to grab at me. I ignore them. We stop in a certain room. The guards move in front of me and look through the high bars of the door. They then unlock the door.

"You have five minutes with him." One says to me.

They back away and I smirk. "I only need two minutes." I then go inside. They close the door behind me. I look at the man laying down in an orange suit on his bed in the isolated jail room. I place my things on the table built into the wall.

"Mr. Parmen. I know you are not asleep." I say, unlocking the suitcases. I take out the pistol. I shine it and place it inside my suit.

"I didn't expect any visitors. Who are you and what are you doing in here?" the grumpy man asks me.

"Lean up and I will tell you." I say now searching through the many keys in the other case.

The old man leans up. I look to him. "First I am here to help you escape. Don't argue with me just follow. Second my boss sends me to you because he wants to work with you on something big."

'I am not interested." He huffs and sinks back into his bed.

I smirk. "It involves Mr. Alex."

The old man now leans up and looks interested. "Continue." His brows knit concentrated.

"Almost barely four weeks ago, Mr. Alex died in his house and was recovered back to life the next day. He awakened in the hospital. He has been well so far."

"That is unheard of."

"Yes well, miracles do happen Mr. Parmen. He could have nine lives. The doctors said he should have been dead October twenty fifth. The day everything started."

"Yea, I was the one trying to kill him. He's a lucky man. Something is keeping him alive." he suggests.

"Or perhaps someone. You remember a man named Phai? Ever since Alex died, Phai has apparently been performing in acts of Schizophrenia mental illness and hallucinations of paranoia. He was seen in an mental institute for a couple of days before escaping. He and Alex then fled. Maybe love is stronger than we think. Together they are immortal. Apart they are dead. They are now both vacationing in California. My men are tracking them as we speak. But this time is different. My boss first wants them both alive and captured. Then I willl give you another chance to kill Mr. Blonde man. Are you up to it?"

"Fine. Is their a reason why you want them alive." he says like it is an easy task.

"You'll find out soon enough."

"I can't wait."

"Good, lastly my name is Bagoas." I walk to him and put my pistol to his dick. "You will do what I say, no problems, is that clear?"

The old man looks to where the gun is mimicking at and then nods. I take the gun away. He hops off his bed. "You're accent is very strong. It kind of makes me wonder who I am working for."

"It would be best not to know." I say to him smirking evilly. I close the cases.

"Fair enough. And Bagoas how do you plan on getting me out of here?"

"Don't worry about that." I approach him. I kiss him seducing. He kisses me back groaning. I rub his aching cock. He likes this and I like it too. "I have it all under control love."

Danger is a drug. Danger is forever.