It was then that, I finally realized that I was screwed. My breathing hitched and I, scanned the room, knowing that if I played the right cards, I could get out of here alive. Still kneeling on the floor, I felt someone come up from behind me.  I quickly rolled onto my back and kicked my legs up kicking one of the guys in the face sending him crashing into the glass cabinet behind him which shattered. 

Within an instant, the room erupted into chaos. The only two that didn't move from their positions were Katelyn and her husband. The others on the other hand leaped at me. Okay, now they asked for it, I thought internally when one of them punched me in the leg, right where one of my biggest pressure points was located. My right leg went numb, but my left one still worked so, I used what I had to defend myself. 

My body was really flexible due to the gymnastics I did from age 2 to 14, then cheerleading from 14 to now, and then add on defense lessons, I knew that it was going to be a little hard for them to restrain me after all, I could flip, twist and dive to my advantage. Stuff, they probably weren't capable of doing. I mean they, probably only knew how to excel in hand-to-hand combat, shooting, and interrogating people. 

Throwing my body up into the air, I twisted my body and flipped over one of them, before landing on the 2nd guy knocking him out instantly. Haha! The force of gravity was a powerful thing to have if you knew how to use it. 

And with that being done, I quickly sprinted out of the room and down a long and curving hallway trying to find a way out without running into anybody. But before I did, that I would need to find a few weapons to defend myself as I couldn't use my body to defend myself the whole time. I was injured pretty badly. Almost more than the two guys I left groaning on the ground back in that room. 

Just thinking about that brought a smile to my face. I silently chuckled as I sprinted through the hallway opening doors as I passed to try to buy myself more time. I knew that they would have called back up, after all, I am a spy's younger sister and the daughter of a retired policeman. They would end up in all kinds of trouble if word ever got about what they did to me.

Suddenly I passed a room and then 8 massive dogs started chasing after me. The worst part about it was, the fact that they were used to track people down and hunt things. They were one of the most dangerous dog species in the world. After all, they resembled a wolf more than a dog:

( Italian Mastiff/Dalmation breed)

( Tiberian Mastiffs)

( Italian Cane Corso Guard Dogs)

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I felt my body slowing down, and as I continued to sprint for longer than ten minutes, I knew that the dogs were almost close enough to bite me, and that was what fueled me to keep running, that and the fact that I didn't want to die. 

My breath was coming out in heavy pants, as I pumped my legs up and down. Looking around, I spotted a room, that I could hide in. Running to the left I, skidded into the room and slammed the heavy door shut before locking it. Closing my eyes, I tried to calm down my heart and breathing. 

I couldn't describe, how much it hurt to draw in each breath. I was just about calm enough to plan out my next step when suddenly, I heard someone clear their throat, and my eyes flew open. I screamed loudly causing the dogs outside the room to start barking like crazy.

The male was like a greek god, holy hell. And the only thing covering his body was a small white towel that didn't leave anything to the imagination. 

Wow, he had a lot of tattoos.

And I always found tattoos sexy.

Oh lord help me, I thought internally.