Camilla’s POV "Who's there?" I asked, pushing the door open and peering into the dimly lit room. Silence greeted me.Shrugging, I returned to my phone call with Raymond. "Is someone spying on you?" he asked, his voice tinged with suspicion."I don't think so," I replied, my voice uncertain."You need to be careful," he warned, his tone sharp. "I've told you before, no one else must find out if you want to keep your kids safe.""Can I speak with them?" I pleaded."No, you can't. Why would I allow that?" he snapped, his patience wearing thin."Please, just this once," I persisted, desperation creeping into my voice."You do not have the luxury of making requests," he hissed. "Fulfill all my instructions by the end of today. Tomorrow, I will tell you how to deliver what is rightfully mine.""I will do whatever you want, just don't hurt my children. I'm making arrangements already," I said, my voice breaking with anguish."It's all in your hands, Cam. I'll contact you at 11 am tomorrow,"
“Get in and shut the door,” the man in the driver's seat commanded through the lowered window.I was terrified. My hands shook as I fumbled with the passenger door, finally yanking it open and tumbling into the seat. I threw the bag with the money onto the back seat, my breath coming in rapid gasps. The reality of my situation hit me like a punch to the gut—I had sealed my fate the moment I stepped into that car. Fear paralyzed my tongue, rendering me silent before the man beside me.“You can pull out the seatbelt and use it,” he said, his voice eerily calm.His hands were steady on the steering wheel as he started the engine. The car reversed smoothly, and with every inch we moved away from the mall's parking lot, the tension in my chest grew tighter. Escape seemed impossible; everything now rested in the hands of fate."That's Camilla in that vehicle," Lawrence whispered urgently to one of the cops hidden behind a nearby car."Yes, that's Camilla," the officer confirmed, pointing at
I was growing more afraid as we got closer. I couldn't explain it; maybe it was because of what Raymond had just told me. "I need to relax," I murmured to myself:"I haven't informed the police or anyone else, so why should I be scared?"If Raymond was suspecting anything, I had only one choice to do, I couldn't keep hiding things from him. He needed to understand me. I needed to explain things to him when I got there.“Ma’am. We’re here” I heard the driver say, the car slowing to a stop. I looked out the window and noticed that we had reached a palace I had never seen before in the city. I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn’t register when we reached here so fast. “Ma’am, you need to step out” The driver said again after noticing my refusal to leave the car. Where was I supposed to step out?I looked at the driver in confusion at his words as I tried to register his words. He quickly noticed my confusion and immediately rephrased his statement:“Go to the back seat”And even wi
Camilla POV"I've got some men inside already," Officer Trey said to the cop with Louis over the phone. "I want you to be careful out there.""Everything seems too calm to be true here. Being careful is our priority," Trey replied, scanning his surroundings with heightened awareness."We've got company, Trey. Over," one of the officers near Damian's apartment reported through his walkie-talkie."How many? Over," Trey asked, his grip tightening on his gun as the humming sound of their walkie-talkie continued humming some after a story to each of the officer's statements."Four armed men outside. Over," the cop replied, voice tense."Do whatever you can to keep them in check. Over," Trey instructed, his mind racing with possible scenarios."Sure," the officer confirmed, determination evident in his tone and made gestures to fellow cops inside to be alert explaining his plans on how to contain the situation. "We need to act fast. Camilla is already inside," Officer Trey said to Lawrence
Camilla’s POV "Come with me now," Raymond demanded, gripping my hands tightly and dragging me along."What's going on?" I repeated, my voice trembling with confusion and fear. "Raymond, talk to me!"His silence was chilling. His furious grip and determined pace told me this was serious—deadly serious."You've gotten on my nerves with what you've done," he snarled. "How dare you call the police on me? I told you from the beginning not to contact anyone, especially the police. Now, you'll suffer for it."He yanked me toward a dimly lit room. Panic surged through me. I hadn't called the police; I was sure of it. But his accusation shook me to the core."Police?" I repeated, my voice echoing with disbelief. "I didn't call the police. How could I?"Raymond's grip tightened as he hissed, "Who else would know, if not you? You'll pay for disobeying me."I realized then that convincing him of my innocence was futile. His mind was made up. My thoughts turned to my children—what would happen to
Camilla's POV, The tension in the room was palpable. Fear was etched on my children's faces as the echo of gunshots filled the air. Mira trembled uncontrollably, her anxiety almost tangible.“Mum, what's going on?” George asked, his voice quivering, the relentless gunfire outside making time seem to stretch indefinitely.“Some bad people are outside, and the police are trying to save us,” I explained, trying to make sense of the chaos for them.“Where is Daddy?” he pressed, worried about knitting his brow.“I don’t know right now,” I replied, noting the curiosity mixed with fear in his expression.“Are we going to make it out of here alive?” Mira's voice was barely a whisper, yet it carried the weight of her dread.“Yes, of course. I'm here to protect you, and I won't let any harm come to either of you,” I reassured them, trying to infuse my words with conviction I didn't entirely feel.The gunfire outside grew fiercer. More officers had arrived, and Raymond’s men seemed desperate, d
Camilla’s POV Damian's anger was palpable,“he's capable of doing anything at the moment,”Whispering into Lawrence’s ear I could sense the fear in my children's breath,“Do not let the situation get a hold of you, I'm not here to hurt you, I'm only here to save my family,” Lawrence “And you think i would let you out of my leash just like that”, Damian questioned Lawrence as he stretched forth his hand pointing the gun right at Lawrence, I pushed Mira and George with my hand behind me in a bid to protect them.At this point I would do anything to protect my kids, and pushing them behind me was just a demonstration of my intention to keep them safe. “The situation can get better, I can help you escape from here also” Lawrence said out loud to Damian who was pointing a gun at him already,One of Lawrence’s hand was raised up as a sign of surrender and no intention to attack,Lawrence took some steps backwards as Damian approached him, My heart was panting really fast, I knew the wo
Camilla’s POV:Lawrence assured me, "I'll be right back," then hurried to the window to assess the situation outside."We'll be out of here soon," I whispered to my frightened children, their faces etched with fear.Returning to us, Lawrence scooped up Mira, holding her protectively against his chest. "Outside looks clear now. We need to move," he muttered urgently."I'll take George," I replied, moving towards the door. Just as we were about to leave, a piercing scream shattered the silence."Lawrence!" The voice echoed through the room. We spun around to see Raymond, gripping Damian's discarded gun, aiming directly at Lawrence.Before anyone could react, Raymond pulled the trigger. Lawrence instinctively shielded Mira, his body twisting to evade the bullet, but it struck his shoulder with a sickening thud.“Ooh” Lawrence shouted and screamed in pain, he managed to keep Mira down and he lay on the floor groaning in pain and anguish, you could hear the pain in his shout and it was evi