"So you are the spy? Do you think you have a chance of saving her after putting your life in danger?." The drug Lord asked as he looked her up and down, while she was dragged out from his seat.

The Female Spy knew it was over, but she refused to say anything.

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"Looks like Leila employed a strong one." The drug Lord said in a low tone before turning around to give out instruction in a stern tone.

"Use her as a lab rat to tests our new drugs. Let her sufferer for six months, then if she doesn't die from the effect, cut each part of her body every week. A leg for today, another leg for the next day, a hand for today, another hand for the next day."

It was now that the female spy knew how black-hearted the drug lord was, so she screamed at him in despair while struggling with the guards that were tightly holding onto her hands.

"How could you treat me this way?! How can you treat a woman this way?!."

"Shut up!." Another guard said as he slapped her face, and then blood was seen at the corner of her lips.

The female spy felt a sharp pain on her left cheek, as tears brimmed at the corner of her eyes.

Tsk... tsk... tsk... but it was a pity that the men in the room, didn't pity her.

The drug Lord chuckled in a loud tone before sending a glared at her. "Because you are a woman, you think you can betray me and escape my punishments? Now let me tell you something you don't know about. When it comes to punishing those that betray me, there is gender equality. I don't differentiate between the two genders."

What the drug lord means is that for those that betray him, he punishes them according to His laws, not minding their gender. So, both males and females, receive the same type of punishment.

"Guys, drag her out to the dungeon and tie her up. Don't starve her, because we need a healthy body for the drug testing." The drug Lord instructed as he laughed out loud.

The female spy knew that her life was over, so she cried out and pleaded with the drug Lord to forgive her and lighten her punishments, but her pleading fell on dead ears.

As for Leila, she heard the conversation from her spy till the call was disconnected, so she knew she has been caught, and there was no escape route for her.

"She said I was in danger, how?." Leila asked herself as her heartbeat started to palpitate last a faster rate.

She was nervous and afraid that her husband had found out everything she did, but how?

How? she glanced at the scar-faced man who was sitting on another seat, which was a little away from her.

A bag premonition made her shoulder. "Could it be him?."

As this seed of doubts was sprouting and began to spread, she still couldn't wrap her hands around anything.

'If I was in danger, and he was the one that revealed everything to my husband, does that mean he was tasked to get rid of me?'. Leila thought.

The scar-faced man felt the gaze on him despite the distance, but he pretended to not have noticed it.

Leila continued to think, and then she remembered something.

'If he was the one that revealed everything to my husband, then he was the one that exposed my spy to him'.

Leila thought so because she just mentioned her soul to him this morning, and she was already caught.

'You dare to betray me? I will kill you immediately this jet lands.' Leila said with a gaze filled with hatred, directed towards the scar-faced man.

Leila made this promise, without knowing that her fate has already been sealed long ago.

'That's right, she mentioned sending something to me.'

Coming back to her senses, she quickly placed her earbuds in her ears and opened the files her spy sent to her.

One was a voice recording, and the other was a short video, and then two pictures were included.

When she saw the pictures, she didn't say much. But the video she watched made her have a bad prenomination of what danger she could be in.

The pictures only showed the scar-faced man and the drug lord talking.

The video was a clip from the laptop, and it showed the darkroom Leila liked to stay in.

When she saw the clip, she already knew that her husband has been monitoring her, and who knees for how long.

Leila couldn't think of any other person that could install the camera apart from the scar-faced man.

Thinking of all these, she became very angry and nearly lost her cool.

'It looks like he was a spy placed by my side by that devil a long time ago, and I mistook him for a loyal servant.'

Leila didn't want to waste time dwelling on too many things, as she still had the voice recorder to listen to.

Once She played it and started listening to it, her face turned ashen white. Her fingers kept shaking, and she couldn't even place them at a place.

After listening to the audio of the method her husband came up with to get rid of her, Leila's face turned from being scared to angry.

Then she glanced at the scar-faced man whose eyes were still closed. "So, you were sent to perish with me?."

Leila laughed coldly in her mind. 'So my life will end like this?. Not possible, till I have had a good fight.'

Coincidentally, one of the flight attendants came to her seat and asked her if she needed anything.

"I will have a glass of wine," Leila said as she passed a small note to her.

"Okay, Ma'am." The flight attendant said as she took the note and walked away. Then she returned with a tray and served the wine to Leila, while discreetly passing the kitchen knife she wanted, over to her.

Even though killing the scar-faced man wasn't going to change anything, it will still help to vent a little of her anger.

The irony of the whole thing was that she was still going to die at the end of the day.