Patrick yelled of sheer pleasure and did a happy dance, but she looked at him with disdain written all over her face.
“You were in with this sicko, weren’t you?” she croaked out.
“What?”
“You heard me, you and this sicko is in this together.” And she glared at the terrorist with hateful eyes.
“Now wait a minute,” he started but another cackle stopped him: “See, what I keep on saying - clever woman.” Karl said smugly.
“She is right, Patrick. You deceived us all.” Dirk finally spoke up. Out of breath and covered with bruises he looked shoddier, but it was the most beautiful face she had seen in a long time.
She smiled, looking at him with pride.
“This whole time the snake was in our bosom. How long did you think you can get away with this?” Dirk asked him in disgust. He received no reply.