ZAREK**FLASHBACK**When Tania called about going to the station for questioning, I felt a surge of concern and guilt. I hadn't expected the police to investigate Nikolas's incident, and their sudden interest only angered me. It seemed hypocritical - when Tania reported Nikolas, the police barely batted an eye, but now that he was injured, they were going overboard to find out who hurt him. âWhat if they accuse Tania of murder based on her recent conversations with Nikolas?â I thought, my mind racing with worry.Hastily, I agreed to meet Tania at the station as I pushed the unsettling thought aside. Also, I was grateful that I had deleted Nikolas's video and vile messages the other night.I moved out of the Red Sox bar and prepared to meet Tania at the station. Just then, I received disturbing news from a trusted friend and partner in crime: Nikolas survived. What?!I couldn't believe it, neither did my friend who had sabotaged Nikolas's communication network.Sigh, I thought I'
ZAREKA few days later, I received a message from the professional proposal planner I had hired. He inquired about my absence at the garden, the place I had chosen for the proposal. Swiftly, I explained that something unexpected had come up on that same day, and I had to change my plan. He promptly offered an option - a rescheduling option because i didn't go through with the proposal.I could reschedule the proposal for a later date, with an additional fee.I agreed to the option, aware that proposing might be too much for Tania to handle right now. I wanted our proposal to be a perfect, special moment, not something rushed.I suggested we take a break and enjoy a relaxing day together. âHow about we ride the Ferris wheel on our day off?â I asked Tania. She agreed, and soon we found ourselves strolling hand-in-hand through the park, surrounded by laughter and colourful lights.The towering Ferris wheel was the first thing that caught my attention, its riders' screams of excitem
ZAREKAs Tania and Ziva walked away, the excitement bubbling in my mind began to fade. It was replaced with nervousness about facing Xander. I didn't know what to do or how to speak to him; he knew my identity as a thief and assassin. He could easily reveal my identity to Tania, and he's not someone who could be threatened or bought into silence.I cleared my throat and mustered enough courage.Then, I turned to Xander and said sweetly, âHey, long time no see.âHe replied, his eyes narrowing slightly, âCertainly, Tania is not aware of what you do for a living.ââRude, but yes.â I continued, forcing a smile. âAnd it's not what I do for a living; it's what I did for a living. That is the past.ââPast?â Xander said, sarcasm dripping from his tone, âYet, you think it's unnecessary to tell your girlfriend. How loving.â Calmly, he walked away, but I followed, walking right next to him.âI know I did a lot of terrible things,â I admitted, my voice softening. âBut we can put it aside and
ZAREKAt dawn, I entered the gym in my apartment, ready for my daily workout. Tania was already there, dressed in fitted leggings and a supportive sports bra, focusing on her yoga poses. She had recently switched to exercising to maintain her figure, and I had encouraged her to pursue her goal. As I began my push-ups, I noticed Tania had stopped her routine and was rummaging through the storage cabinets. âWhat are you looking for?â I asked, my voice laced with concern.Tania replied, âMy towel.â I approached her, and together, we searched for it. After a minute of searching, I found it and handed it over to her. As I turned back to the storage cabinets, my eyes landed on a black duffel bag. My heart sank, fearing the worst. I glanced back to ensure Tania was out of sight before unzipping the bag, my curiosity getting the better of me. As I opened it, my mind racing, I was met with a shocking discovery: an arsenal of guns lay inside. My heart skipped a beat as I realized the
ZAREK I couldn't believe what I saw. âGoddess, please, let these be fake images,â I whispered, my eyes scanning the photographs for any sign of photoshop.But the details in the photographs seemed too real - the angle of Bruce's arm, the look of shock on Ramirez's face. I recognized the background, too - the abandoned warehouse in Nikolas's pack, a place my boss often used for meetings. A chill ran down my spine as the truth began to sink in. Then, I turned to Jake, my gaze clashing with his. âWhat are these?â I demanded, trying to keep my voice steady. Jake's response was laced with satisfaction. âSurprising, right?â he said, his tone dripping with smugness. I felt a surge of panic, my heart racing as my wolf stirred beneath the surface.But I knew. I knew it was true. The evidence was too convincing, the location too familiar. Ramirez and Bruce were really gone. I struggled to keep my composure, but my mind raced with questions. How could this be? Why would anyone...?
ZAREK Jake's eyes flashed with anger and hurt, but he knew better than to cross me.He took a deep breath, his face twisted in a scowl before spitting out his words.âFine,â he spat, his voice venomous. âI'll tell you. I knew Lizzy was staying in an old warehouse in Nikolas's pack. I thought it would be easy to get to her, but when I arrived, I found chaos. Everything was destroyed, and then I saw them... Ramirez's and Bruce's corpses.âI shook him, my grip on his collar tightening. âWhat else?âJake didn't respond and his eyes darted around the room. âWhat else?!â I growled.He let out a sigh of frustration and replied, âI took pictures as evidence since I knew you wouldn't believe me otherwise.âThen, I raised an eyebrow, sceptical. âAnd what makes you think I'll believe you now?âJake's face twisted in desperation. âScrew you, Zarek. I have no reason to lie. I'm just asking for your help, not your trust. Lizzy's in danger, and I don't know how to protect her.âI narrowed my eyes.
ZAREK âI need those guns back,â I growled. But beneath my tough exterior, a pang of sorrow struck my chest. I pushed it aside, focusing on the task at hand.Meanwhile, Jake looked taken aback, his eyes wide with surprise.âWait, what?â He stammered.I kept my expression neutral despite the grief threatening to surface. âI need those guns back, Jake,â I repeated.âAlright, Zarek, let's think this through,â Jake said, stepping forward to block my path. âWe need to find Lizzy and keep her safe. You don't need to resort to violence yet.ââYou're only interested in Lizzy's well-being,â I snapped, my eyes narrowing. âBut the murderer is also after my life, and my boss's. Hopefully, he's still alive. I need to find him and take him down.ââYou don't even know who the murderer is,â Jake countered, his voice calm and reasoning.I tried to walk away, but Jake blocked my path again. âWhat do you want, Jake?â I growled, trying to push past him.âI can help you,â he offered, his voice soft and
TANIA I contacted Zarek because I hadn't heard from him all day, and his absence at the bar was unusual. He was always reliable and punctual, but today, he was nowhere to be found. I recalled that the car had been malfunctioning, and Zarek had mentioned taking it to the mechanic. But when he didn't return after a few hours, I thought to myself, that wouldn't take all day. Something else must be going on, and my curiosity was piqued. So, I tried calling him, my concern growing with each ring. Finally, he answered, his gloomy voice sending a shiver down my spine. âHey, where are you? You've been MIA all day,â I asked, trying to keep my tone gentle. He hesitated before responding, âI'm at a funeral home.â My heart sank as he added, âIt's for Ramirez and Bruce.â I felt like I'd been punched in the gut, unable to process the news. I quickly made my way to the nearest funeral home, my mind racing with thoughts and emotions. As I entered the mourning room, I spotted Zarek standi