RACHEL'S POVShe sat quietly at the back of the car with her sunshades on as they waited for the kid.“Are you sure he follows this route home? I do not want mistakes.” She asked Max as she kept looking out the car window.“I'm very sure. I have been following the kid for days now.”“This had better gone as planned.”They spent the next few minutes waiting for him and just when she was losing her patience, they sighted him walking towards them.“That's him.” Max said and got out of the car.She watched quietly as he walked up to the boy and engaged him in a conversation. Max suddenly pointed at the car in her direction and she waved her hands at them.She watched in amazement as he convinced the boy and soon they both walked towards the car. “Get in.” She said to him, and the boy turned to look at Max and he gave him a reassuring nod.“I guess you are Timothy McVeigh.” She began, as he sat next to her in the car.“Who are you?” He asked, surprise evident in his voice.“My identity do
SHAWN'S POVHe watched her clean the house with the vacuum cleaner and for a moment, he was tempted to ask her to take a break because she looked tired. He thought against it, and instead returned his attention to the television.“Kindly move to the couch. I want to clean this part you are in.” She said as she got to the part she was in.“I can't.”“Why?” She asked, giving him a puzzled look.“I am watching the television as you can see and I can't leave here until I'm done.”“So what do you expect me to do”“There are other parts of the house to be cleaned. Go on with them, and you can come back to this part when I'm done watching the news.”“You are unbelievable. What if I'm done cleaning by the time you finish listening to the news?”“Nothing changes. You come back and clean.”“I just wish the world can see you for who you truly are. You are evil.”“More like the devil's son, right?”“No. You are the devil's son.” And with that, she walked away.As she left, he got lost in thought.
RACHEL'S POV“Are you sure he will do as we planned? That boy seemed chicken hearted.” She said to Max over the phone.“I can't tell for now, but with the look in his eyes, I have no doubt he will do like he was told.”“Good. I can't wait for everything to unfold and for things to go as planned.”“Yo! I have to go now.” Max said and ended the call.She smiled wryly as she got up and walked out of her office for Shawn's.“Hi, Shawny,” She said, as she walked inside.“Hey, Rachel. How may I help you?” He replied, momentarily looking up from his laptop.“Can you drop the formalities already?”“Why? This is a formal setting.”“I know, but our relationship is not formal.”“Well, as long as we are at work, our relationship is.”“C'mon. What have I done to deserve this cold treatment? Tell me and I will apologize. I promise.”“You did nothing, Rachel. I just feel that henceforth, we should stop mixing work with pleasure.”“But you know that is not possible. We don't just work in the same co
TIFFANY'S POVShe sat quietly in the library as she immersed herself in the books in front of her.She was determined to prove everyone who taunted her wrong. Even if she can't get back in the students body committee, she would make sure her grades were stellar enough to make her stand a chance of getting into the college of her choice.She was reading ahead of the terms scheme of work to help her stay ahead. This was her last shot at getting into college and she would make sure she doesn't mess it up again.For the next hour, she paid rapt attention to the books. The rumbling of her stomach made her Change her mind about lunch.She returned the books to their places on the shelf before walking towards the cafeteria. Timothy and Freya were already there, against their wills. They had insisted she follow them to have lunch, but being her usual adamant self, she convinced them to go ahead with the promise that she would join them later.She got to the cafeteria, and as usual, thousands
DETECTIVE COPLER'S POVHe stepped on the car's accelerator to pick up speed. His mind raced as adrenaline rushed through his veins with thoughts of the unknown clouding his mind.He could feel it in his guts that all was not alright and until he got home, he would not stop feeling that way.A few minutes later, he arrived at his place and parked his car at a distance so as to not alert whomever his guts suspected to be in his house. He walked to the front door and it was still locked like he left it, and he began to relax a bit.Still, he opened the door and walked inside. Everywhere was still dark and he made to turn on the light when he felt something, no, someone, hit him with something hard on his head.He writhed in pain as he doubled over and lost balance. His attacker tried to hit him with the object again, but he quickly ducked and went after him.The attacker fled and ran in the direction of the backdoor that led to his backyard. It was not until the attacker escaped through
SHAWN'S POVHe was on his laptop going through some proposals, when Rachel walked in.“Shawn, I think you need to see something.” She said, with a note of urgency in her voice.“Not now, Rachel. Whatever it is can wait because I have a lot to do.” He replied, not looking up.“It can't wait. You have to see this.” She insisted.“Don't you have work to do?”“Work? The same work you get lost in and things go wrong under your very nose.”“What are you talking about?” He asked, finally looking up.“Here,” she said and shoved her phone in his face. He took the phone and watched the video playing.A young boy in the same school uniform as Tiffany was kneeling in what seemed like a Cafeteria with a flower and asking her to be his girlfriend. Angrily, without seeing the video to the end, he shoved the phone back at Rachel.“How did you get the video?”“That is not the issue now, you should be thinking of how to confront that bitch!”“Shut up! How did you get the video? You seem to know abou
SHAWN'S POV“I will make my findings and get back to you, Sir.” Leslie replied.“Treat it as urgent. I need to contact him or her right away.”“On it, Sir.” And the line went off.He stood up and began pacing the room. He needed to get in touch with the owner of the blog before the video went viral.A few minutes later, Leslie's call came in. “Sir, I have the owner on the line now.”“Okay. Put him on.”“Hello?” A lady's sonorous voice sounded over the phone.“Hello. This is Shawn Gold and I'm calling in respect to the recent video on your blog.”“Wow! Shawn Gold? I need to record this call immediately.” The lady said in excitement.“There would be no need for that. And for why I called, I want the video to be taken down on not just your blog, but on other platforms too.”“Why? That video has garnered a lot of engagement in a few hours of being posted.”“I believe you do not want to lose your blog, do you?”“Of course not.”“Then take it down or face my wrath.”“Right away, Sir.”“Goo
DETECTIVE COPLER'S POVHe kept beating himself up as he drove back home from the laboratory.He had promised himself that he would keep his emotions in check, but he had failed miserably by kissing Zara. Now, the look of surprise and how uncomfortable she was afterward, haunted him.If there was a thing he hated, it was mixing business with pleasure, and he had just defaulted in that aspect.His thoughts were still conflicting when he arrived home. He got inside and walked straight to the kitchen to fix himself breakfast.“I'm sorry, but the hair does not belong to a human. The strands of hair are from a synthetic wig.” He clenched his fists in anger as he remembered the results from the lab.Who the hell was the person messing with him? He could bet with his badge that the culprit was a female, because why the hell will a man wear a wig?Wait…a wig?The person must have bought it from a shop, right?Reluctantly, he picked up his phone and dialed Zara's number again. He needed more in
TIFFANY'S POV"This student has shown exceptional character, leadership, and kindness throughout the year. And the prom queen of the year and overall best Student is...TIFFANY Dion! Congratulations Tiffany, you deserve this honor."She felt her heart skip a beat as she heard her name being called out as prom queen. She couldn't believe it. Shawn looked at her with pride and joy in his eyes as he applauded along with the rest of the students."Go on," he said, nudging her slightly. That was when she realized she was still seated.She stood up and walked up to the podium, her baby bump leading the way. Principal Campbell placed a crown on her head and handed her a bouquet of flowers. She graciously accepted them and waved the bouquet to the cheering crowd. She then took the microphone and looked at her classmates with a smile. "Thank you all so much. I am so honored and grateful to be chosen as Prom Queen and overall best Student. This has been an incredible night, and I couldn't have
TIFFANY'S POV"Rachel Sparks, you have been found guilty of kidnapping and multiple counts of attempted murder against Tiffany Dion. It is the judgement of this court that you be sentenced to life imprisonment without the possibility of parole. Shelley Duvall, you have been found guilty of being an accomplice in these heinous crimes. You are hereby sentenced to 20 years imprisonment. Oscar, you have been found guilty of attempted murder on Derrick's life. You will serve 15 years imprisonment because the court has considered your age," the judge's voice sounded in the courtroom.Tiffany exhaled sharply in relief. It was finally over.It's been a month since she was rescued and today is the trial day for everyone involved in the crime. The past month has been graced with a lot of healing processes. She had therapy sessions to stop the incessant nightmares she had, and yoga sessions for her body healing.She had also started going for an anti–natal checkup for her baby. It was indeed
TIFFANY'S POVShe woke up to the bright lights of the morning, seeping through little spaces in the window. She turned to her side, and Shawn was not there. Has he gone home? Then she turned to see the paper on the table. She abruptly picked it up and read its content."Rise and shine! I didn't want to wake you up from your beauty sleep, hence this note. I got a call from officer Fowler that Rachel has been caught. By the time you get this, I should be at the police precinct. I will be back as soon as I can. stay safe. Xoxo, Shawn.❤️"She smiled, as she got off the bed and walked into the bathroom. He never ceased to show her how much he loved and cared for her. Both in words, and in actions. She brushed her teeth and had her bath, and then changed into one of the clothes Shawn's mother brought the previous day.She walked out of the bathroom and a doctor was waiting for her, with a nurse bearing a trolley containing food and medicines."Good morning, Mrs Gold. I'm Sharonne. I'm here
TIFFANY'S POV"Oh, my darling," Shawn's mother exclaimed as she rushed to her side. "Are you okay, my darling?" She asked, cupping her face.She nodded, tears welling in her eyes. Oh how much she had missed their presence. Her father had tears of joy in his eyes as he walked to her and placed a kiss on her forehead.At that point, she couldn't hold back the tears. She let it all out. It was a miracle and a blessing at the Same time to be able to see the people that had always been there for her.Shawn walked up next to her, and to get surprise and that of others, judging from their gasps of surprise, he took her lips in his, in a long, soothing kiss. When he pulled away, she realized how much she had missed the one man who had shown her love that was tantamount to her father's."Thank you for fighting. For coming back to me, to us," he said, his voice cracking with emotions.She nodded, as tears kept streaming down her face in torrents."Thank you for not leaving, Shawn. He almost los
SHAWN'S POVThe cars sped off as they headed in the direction of the outskirts of town. The more miles they closed, the more anxious he became. He prayed fervently that his wife and baby were okay. The journey was taking long as he kept looking at his wrist watch anxiously."Take it easy, we will arrive there soon." Bryan said, placing his hand on his shoulder.He nodded and looked out the window. The journey ended up taking three hours and they finally arrived at a street. The cars stopped at a distance and they all alighted, as the armed policemen took the lead, their guns set.Shawn and Bryan followed closely behind. They got to a spacious mass of land with an uncompleted duplex building in it. The policemen filed in, and they got to the entrance of the building.Two men were standing at the entrance and they made to shoot at the policeman when they saw them, but the policemen were faster and in a few seconds the two men lay on the floor in their pool of blood.The gunshot must ha
SHELLEY'S POVShe took determined strides into the precinct. She walked to the reception and the first thing her eyes caught was the picture of the girl with "missing" written boldly on it. Attached to it was a prize for whoever had information about her whereabouts.She sighed heavily as she finally approached the policeman on the counter."Good evening, sir," she greeted politely."Good evening, Ma'am. How do I help you?""I'm here in regards to the missing girl," she pointed at Tiffany's picture on the wall. " I know where she is being held and who is behind it," she said in a rush, afraid she would change her mind."Really? C'mon, I will lead you to the detective in charge of the case," the policeman said in disbelief.She followed meekly, and soon they were in front of an office door. The policeman knocked on the door and a voice from the inside asked them to come in.The policeman led her inside. "This lady claims to have information about the whereabouts of Mrs Tiffany Dion," t
SHELLEY'S POVShe snapped her eyes open and was met by pairs of worried eyes looking down at her."Are you okay?" An elderly woman asked."I don't think I am," she replied as she attempted to stand up but felt her head splitting into two."Easy, take it easy," the woman said, helping her up."Where am I?" She asked, finally taking in her surroundings."You are in our house," the woman replied."I mean, what is this place called?""Vancouver, but you are in Squamish." The woman replied."Squamish?" She gasped. That was like the outskirt of town. What had Rachel done?"You were found in a sleeping bag, almost dead."Rachel, that bitch! She had stuffed her in a common sleeping bag. She had obviously thought she was dead."Did you find my phone?""No, we didn't. You shouldn't be bothering about a phone. You narrowly escaped death." An old man, presumably the woman's husband, admonished."That's right, my dear." The woman concurred.Just then, a young teenage girl walked into the room with
RACHEL'S POVAfter the call with Shelley ended, she could not help but wonder what was wrong with her. She sounded perturbed and had an edge of urgency to her tone. Curious to know what was going on, she had set a meeting and asked that she meet her at her place.A few minutes later, her phone buzzed and it was her gateman informing her of the presence of a lady who called herself Shelley. She asked that he let her in and she walked downstairs to the sitting room to meet her."Welcome to my humble abode. What do I offer you?" She asked, trying to okay the role of a perfect host."That won't be necessary. I'm not here for that," Shelley said in what could pass for a harsh tone and Rachel was taken aback."Okay. What is it then?"" I was at the location where the girl is being held…"Rachel immediately cut her short, "What business do you have there?" You have done your job and therefore I expect to stop going there," her eyes were blazing hot with anger now."That's not the point, Rach
SHELLEY'S POVShe packed the last of the food in the lunch bag and slung it on her shoulder as she walked out of her tiny kitchen that could barely contain two people at the same time.Rachel would kill her if she found out about what she was trying to do, but she couldn't help it. This was not who she was, but her desperation to get money had changed her, and it was definitely not for good.Sighing, she locked the entrance door to her tiny apartment as she stood, waiting for a cab to flag down. She sighed in impatience as she looked forward to a cab. After a few minutes of waiting, a cab arrived and she got in and told him her location.She was lost in thought as the cab drove to the bus stop where she would take another cab going in her direction. She felt guilty about the things she had done in the last few months and hoped the almighty forgave her. "We are here, ma," the cab driver said, bringing her out of her reverie."I'm sorry I got carried away," she apologized and fished ou