Those Left Behind

Everything inside the interrogation room shined like it was bought the day before. Metal tables, chairs, even the walls were stainless steel and Carmen sat there in restraints. Her mind whirled around like a tornado hell bent on destruction. She was going to get out of here one way or the other. She would have to use all the skills she acquired during her training. Inside her mouth she felt for the wire that she placed on the side of her gums. Carmen quickly spat it out and it fell in her lap. She strained herself as she tried to grip it with her restrained hands. Her wrists were bound in front of her and she knew that the cameras would probably show what she did. It was a quick motion so she might have a chance if she kept the interrogators attention focused on her face. She had no idea of who would be coming in to question her, she hoped that it was a woman because it would be difficult to overpower a man or several men in such a small space.