Hazel POV
“I am sorry to inform you….” he starts, and I fall on my knees on the floor, the phone still on my ear, “But your mother passed away in her sleep last night”, he says, and I shake my head. Tears stream down my cheeks, and I feel a set of hands lifting me from the floor, and I see Angel’s eyes on me. Elliot’s hands wrapped around my body.
“Hey, what happened?” he asks, and I look at the two men standing in front of me, and my heart breaks more and more again. I can’t believe this is happening.
“I…” I start saying, but it’s like my brain stopped working. Elliot grabs my phone and takes it to his ear.
“Hello?” he says as Angel stands in front of me, his eyes locked on mine while Elliot holds me up with my phone in his ear. He looks at Angel shaking his hea
Elliot POV“Where are you going? Why aren’t you coming with me?” Hazel asks, and I can hear the pain and frustration in her voice. I am sorry I need to do this, but if I wait, I could lose my chance of catching Pavlov with his hands dirty.I cradle Hazel’s face between my hands and look her in the eyes. Iknow she is going to hate me for this, but I have to do this. Killian would kill me fi he found out I had a lead on Pavlov and Alvarez, and I didn’t follow it because of Hazel. He doesn’t like him already, and I need to do this and try and keep the peace between him and her.“I have some things to do, and I need you to trust me. I need you to trust Edgar. I say he will keep you safe, I won’t be long, and I will meet you at the hospital”, I say. I can’t let the frustration I am feeling right now to take over
Hazel POV“Hazel”, Pavlov says, and I feel a chill down my spine. He is here, and I can’t find Elliot or Killian. What is he doing here?“What are you doing here?” I say, desperately looking around the room. I can’t find Elliot, Killian or Theo, but I see a familiar set of eyes. Edgar. He nods slightly towards me as he takes small steps towards us.“I came to pay my respects. It was an open house invite”, he says, and I shake my head, pulling away from him. I take one step back, and I feel Edgar next to me.“I’m leaving. I am sorry for your loss”, Pavlov says, offering me the sickest smile I have ever seen. I take a deep breath as I watch him spin on his heels and walk out of my house.&ldqu
Hazel POV“I’m going”, I say to Elliot as he walks into the bedroom.“Come here”, he says, grabbing my wrist and pulling me towards him as he wraps his arms around my waist and kisses me. I smile against his lips.“I would love to stay and be fucked till Friday, but I need to go meet that asshole”, I say, and Elliot frowns, looking at me and pulling away from my lips.“Way to push me away”, he says, walking back to the bathroom. These meetings are the only time I don’t go out with security. Hell, I go with them, but they are hidden. I walk to the dressing room, grab my shoes and walk out of the room. Spring is a beautiful time in New York; the flowers are booming, and people are much more receptive and in good spirits.I decide to walk to the diner. Pavlov changes the meeting place every week
Elliot POV“I’m going”, Hazel says as I walk to the bathroom. I stop in my tracks and turn around, grabbing her wrist and pulling her towards me. I wrap my arms around her waist and softly kiss her. She starts smiling against my lips, and I feel my stomach turn. I couldn’t be happier, but I have a terrible feeling that something is about to happen, and I don’t like this feeling.“I would love to stay and be fucked till Friday, but I need to go meet that asshole”, Hazel says, breaking away from me and tearing apart the spell she has me in. I frown as she mentions that fucker.“Way to push me away”, I let out under my breath, walking towards the bathroom. I turn the shower on, and I relax when the hot water hits my skin. I don’t like when I have these feelings. Some might say I am just paranoid and think that a storm is coming and my happiness won’t l
Hazel POV“Elliot?” I ask while Elliot grabs my hand and pulls me to the bedroom. He is behaving weirder than I thought he would. What is going on? I know it’s bad that Pavlov knows everything, but I also know he will keep me safe, and he won’t let Pavlov get to me. His phone keeps ringing, and he keeps ignoring it, and it’s freaking me out. I don’t know what is happening or why it’s happening, and I am not happy about this.“Pack a bag”, he says as I watch him walk. He looks frantic, and I have to say he is freaking me out, big time.“Elliot? Where are we going? What is going on? How did Pavlov find out?” I finally let out all the questions that keep running through my brain. I watch as he shakes his head, taking a deep breath.“I have no
Elliot POVHazel is getting dressed, and I watch her. I can’t believe I am doing this. I close my eyes for a few seconds, and when I open them, she is watching me.“Where are we going?”, she asks, walking to me, and I take one step back. Her eyes locked on mine as she frowned. I lick my lips, gaining the courage to spill the beans. I can’t believe I am about to do this. How am I going to tell her she is leaving, she is leaving, and she will never see me again?“You’re going somewhere safe”, I say, walking past her and grabbing her suitcase. She grabs my arm as I walk past her, and she stops me. I keep my back turned to her.“Don’t you do this to me? Look at me”, she says, and I look down, taking a deep breath and putting her suitcase down. I turn around to face her and she takes one step closer to me.
Hazel POV “When am I going to be able to call Elliot?”, I ask Edgar and he looks at me with the kindest eyes I have ever seen. He is a lovely man but quiet. I barely speak to him. I spend most of my days sitting outside in the garden reading. I can’t believe it’s been two weeks since I left New York, and I never thought I would miss it this much. As he has no answers for me, I walk into the small kitchen and pour myself a cup of coffee. I rest my hands on the counter in front of me, and I look at the beach in front of me. The sunset is beautiful. I grab my coffee and put on a cardigan before walking outside into the garden. I wrap myself in the jacket and walk down the small path to the private beach that is at the end. I sit on the sand and dig my feet in the warm sand. The sun is just setting, but it has been a warm day. The sand is nice and warm. I close my ey
Elliot POV “It’s been one month, and we are exactly in the fucking same position we were before. I can’t do this anymore, and I need to have her by my side”, I say as Killian and Theo look at the screen of their laptops. I just sent them the threat that Pavlov sent us. He has been taking down all of our small businesses, small fires, robberies, he is taking our money flow down, and Killian is about to have a fucking heart attack. We know he has helped, and we know who is helping him, but we can’t get to them. “I should’ve killed him whenever I had the chance”, I let out, and Kill’s eyes meet mine as he sits back on his chair and shakes his head as he strokes his long beard. “Problem is the fucking deal”, he says, and I take a deep breath. I hate that fucking deal. “That’s bullshit, and you know it. Don’t you think he would put a bullet in any of o