Samantha jumped out of the bed and started picking her underwear from the floor. She managed to slide into her panties, as I loudly asked:

- Who's there?

- Aisha. We are leaving for the shoot. Wolf told us you won't be coming because you have something to talk about with the agents, but I still think you should come.

- I... I can't, it's important.

She sighed so loud that I could hear it even through the closed door.

- Fine. I'll take care of everything myself.

Then there was a few seconds of silence. Samantha exhaled with relief.

- Peter? It's Wolf. I brought the agents... Can I come inside?

The panic on her face immediately returned, as she looked me straight in the face.

- What do we do?! - she whispered.

All the confidence from before was gone.

- Get back in the bed - I said. - and cover yourself up.

- Should I pretend to be asleep?

- No...

I sighed and went to open the door. I made the void chair disappear behind me. Wolf and two others were standing there. They both were tall brunettes with short hair. Cleanly shaved. One had a big hooked nose, and brown eyes, the other was actually quite handsome with his pointy chin, and high cheekbones.

- Good morning gentlemen. Come inside - I said to them, and moved to the side, to let them in.

All three of them did go inside, and I closed the door. I noticed as one by one they stopped for a moment when they got into the main room. Probably because of Samantha.

- Are you sure it's the right moment, mister Peter? - asked Wolf.

- Yes, I am - I said tailing them.

They made some space for me, going deeper, but I still stood in the middle of the passage, blocking the exit. All of them noticed that.historical

- Hi guys - said Samantha.

- Ma'am - was their somewhat awkward response.

- These are agents Russ Parker - Wolf pointed first at the hooked nose guy, then at the handsome one - and Francis Butler.

- So, might we know why were we invited here? - asked Russ.

- You didn't tell them? - I asked Wolf.

- If I did, they would never come, and the higher-ups would block this whole thing.

The two guys looked at him confused.

- What is this about? - asked Francis, as he also peaked towards the balcony.

- It's about the survival stuff you placed in this room - I said.

- But... - Parker looked at Wolf again.

- I told them that I took it all down - he explained, then turned to them again - Sorry guys, but I told you this will end like that.

I noticed as Butler's hand went slowly to his belt, and shadow walked straight to him, then grabbed him by the face, and froze his hand using 'Telekinesis'.

I turned on 'Shadow fusion' a little, so my body would change, and also used 'Eyes of the Void'. Russ immediately attempted to grab his gun, but I reacted faster ad picked him up with the 'Telekinesis', then slammed his back on the ceiling, quite gently actually. I made sure he couldn't move his hands.

Samantha squeaked, as he went flying.

- Listen you little shits. I hate when people fuck with me, but thankfully for you, I'm a big believer in second chances, so you are officially given yours. Don't fuck it up.

- You think you can scare the CIA?! - said Francis through his greeted teeth.

- Yeah, I do - I replied, and shadow walked with him, to just turn around, then I pushed him so he fell on the floor.

The reaction was immediate. His eyes went wide, just like the mouth, and a terrified expression crippled all over his face, as his fingers tried to grab onto something, while he was suffocating out of sheer fear.

- What did you do? - asked Wolf.

He also was getting scared, just like Samantha.

- I showed him my kingdom.

- I-is he dying? - she asked.

- No. Just scared out of his mind. And you fucker... - I turned to look at the guy stretched on the ceiling, unable to move a muscle. - You are coming down.

I dropped him and prevented him from hitting the floor just by few centimeters.

- Peter, please - mumbled Wolf.

- Shut up. Nobody is dying here, but that fucker won't tell me to my face that I'm not scary, when he doesn't know shit - I said, and walked closer to Butler on the floor, and kneeled next to him. - Now breathe, or I'll throw you back there again.

He immediately inhaled, as his eyes almost got out of the sockets. He started greedily breathing.

Now you two Will have a job - I continued, turning all my skills of, so Russ finally hit the floor. - If I ever find again in any of the hotels, or other rooms I will be staying in this country any piece of fucking survivance over me, I'm gonna find you. And remember, you don't have any more chances, so if I do, you will both end up in the place you just visited.

I lowered my face, getting slowly closer to Butler's. He was shivering in fear.

- Do we understand each other?

He nodded, a lot.

- Yes, we do - said Russ.

- Good. Now get the fuck of my room, and never speak to anybody about what happened here. Trust me, I will find out, and you don't want that.

- Me too? - asked Wolf, as the others picked themselves from the floor, and left almost running.

- No. You might sit - I pointed at the sofa.

He nodded, swallowing nervously, and slowly walked towards the table, to sit down.

- H-how c-can I help you, Peter? Mister! Mister, Peter...

- Oh come on, don't be scared. You didn't do anything wrong this time. I did what I did, so they would stop being all high and mighty CIA agents, and started playing fair. You have to admit that placing this stuff in this room was kinda a dick move.

- O-ok. S-so, can I go?

- No. We need to talk. You, me, and your friend Zander. Can you organize that later?

- S-should we come here? - he peeked over his shoulder at Samantha.

She wasn't scared as she was before, but still remained silent, observing.

- Hell no! I'll come to visit you. How about later, in the evening.

- O-ok. He should be back from the trip to the show.

- Yeah... Now you might go - I waved my hand, and he almost bolted.

Then I looked at Samantha, waiting for her to say something, and worrying if making her stay was really a good idea.