David lead them to the man he and his partner had caught and chained to the table in one of the cells.“Martha felt a surge of anger boil through her body as she set eyes on the man sitting and wincing in pain and recognized him to be the one who shot Alita. “That’s him,” she rolled her fingers into a fist and stiffened her arms to try and calm the rage of hatred that oozed out of her. “That’s the bastard that took her,” she glanced at John and then back at the man. “Who did this to him?” she turned to David after observing the bruises and cut on his face swollen face.“That all happened when we were trying to catch him,” David muttered.“Good,” she said, unlocking the cell door and pushing it open. “This is just the beginning of his pain,” she growled as her eyes flared with anger. The look on her face startle John when she turned her face to his and said, “Get them here, Mr. Astor and co,” she took her jacket off and handed it to John, “while I beat all I need to know out of this go
Benson held Alita’s trembling hands in his and peered into her eyes. “Are you okay?” his heart almost following the words out too, “you know him?” he squeezed her hands tighter, “What is wrong with you?”Alita shut her eyes closed and inhaled as she regained her consciousness. “I am okay,” she said, but the words were muffled, so she cleared her throat, “I am okay. Stop looking at me like that,” she faked a smile and then turned her head to Josh, then back at Benson, ignoring the extra curious eyes staring at her.She wished she didn’t just blurt out his name when she saw him. It would have saved her from the question she was now finding the best way to answer so she would not reveal he was her very close associate when she was something of the chief dealer in Richie’s drug mafia a few years ago. She had no control of the rage that surged through her when her eyes set on him and somehow, through his disfigured face, recognized him after hearing him call her Al.Nobody had called her t
It was as if Benson read Alita’s mind when he carried her from as soon as her feet touched the ground from her to the bed in Alita’s room. She looked at him with love as she felt weightless in his arm.He quickly went back to the car for Julie too.“I’ve been thinking about it, and it’s okay if you don’t want it,” Benson shook his head, avoiding eye contact with Alita as he laid Julie by her side.“What?”“I think we should let Julie have her room to herself, void of all the things we do here,” He shrugged, suppressing the urge to smile as he thought about the last time they had sex in Julies room. “She could use a little more respect and privacy,” he cocked his head.“Yeah, about that,” Alita rolled her eyes and pulled herself into a sitting position. “I have been thinking about it too. I mean, it's kinda weird when you think about it,” she fiddled with her finger, looking at Julie, “Sorry,” she mouthed at Julie and giggled, raising her hand to her mouth.“Alright, we are on the same
“No,” John cocked his head at Martha as she turned to Josh. “That’s enough, Martha,” his brows drew close as he moved in front of her, “we need him to be able to talk, which means he has to be able to breathe too. He has taken enough for one day. Let me talk to him,” John raised his hand and held his palm at her.Martha shrugged and shot a glare at Josh. “He’s the motherfucker that kidnapped Becky Mills, the girl that we never found,” she raised her brows at John as his face twisted. She nodded, “yeah, he is the ghost we were trying to track but never found, and guess what,” she rubbed her palm together and looked over John’s shoulder at Josh, winced sharply, and brought her face back to John’s. “There are other girls that he had kidnapped too. All the missing kids around here,” she placed her hands on John’s shoulder and continued, “He is responsible, so forgive me for getting carried away.”“You got a lot on you, man,” John said as he swirled round to face Josh, folding his hands ov
“I've always felt it in my gut that prince was up to no good, and the hall was just a good face to cover his dirty parts. I knew it was all too good to be true, and now we just confirmed it," Martha said, clasping her hands behind her as she and John walked away from Josh's cell after locking him up."This is all strange, but I can't say I am surprised," John pushed his lips forward, "it's like those guys up there can't help but dip their hands in the dirt. It is like a disease they can't run away from. That's why the system needs us to open our secrets and let everyone know what they are. We save the less privileged and unfortunate people that get caught up while the rich bastards are at their crimes mostly out of envy for each other. Watching people get justice is the fun part of the job. The priceless smiles that lit up the sad faces of those hurt or robbed of their lives are what keeps me going," he added, leading the way to David's office."True," Martha agreed. "To see that ever
Alita was heartbroken when she got the news that Josh was poisoned in his cell. No, it wasn’t because se cared about what happened to him, instead she was sad that he didn’t live long enough to help the police get Richie. That would have been her ultimate revenge.She didn’t have to be told that Richie paid a dirty cop to kill Josh for him. It was typical of him to go to any extent to save himself, even if it meant killing one of his own. He was quick to get rid of her and he was that way with everyone.It would leave her devastated if Richie somehow maneuvered his way around all the fingers pointed at him and emerged free from his well-deserved punishment. He was definitely going to come for Benson and her again. He never leaves a stone unturned when he wanted something or someone taken off his path for him.The problem was there were many people as good and even more brutal that Josh working for Richie and they were all one call away. She felt unsafe every minute from when she heard
"Sarah has not been talking to me. I know she is mad at me. She asks about my health and all when she calls, but after that, she hangs up," Alita said as her expression dulled."You are probably overthinking it. Sarah just called you a second ago, and you are, panicking over it here. She called you yesterday and the day before," Benson shook his head and raised his chin. "I don't understand the fuzz, honestly. You girls are okay. I mean, if I were your best friend, I would be a little," he pinched his fingers at her, "...mad at you for keeping your relationship from me. I might be a little mad that you were keeping us a secret, but I ain't Sarah, and I was keeping you a secret too so," he squared his shoulder as his brows rose."How did this become about you just now, Benson Astor," she gave him a once-over, and he shrugged in surrender."It was?" He muttered, looking away. "It wasn't-isn't….""What do you know… how many friends do you have?" Anita hissed and let herself fall into the
“Why are you looking at me like I am a ghost?” Sarah raised her brow as she walked past Alita and sunk into the couch, tossing her bag to the side and stretching herself to relieve the stress in her joints.Alita's heart was beating twice as fast, and she just stood there, closing he eyes and trying to breathe. She wasn’t ready for Sarah’s Abrupt appearance. She wanted to settle in first and then rehearse how the conversation would go so she would know what t expect and what to say to the possible outcomes she would have deduced.“You don’t want to look at me too?” Sarah said, leaning off the chair as she rubbed her palm together. “You said you wanted to talk and not stand there like a statue or something,” Sarah grumbled.Alita cleared her through and turned around to face Sarah. Her chest rose and fell with heavy breaths. Her body didn’t hide her nervousness. She said, “Hi, Sarah, waving frantically at Sarah like she was across the road and not sitting away from her. How have you be
It took a few days for things to come back to normal between Alita and Benson. It almost felt like the getting-to-know each other phase of their relationship just with serious sexing and less conversations, and she was sleeping on the same bed with him, yet.Alita had changed a bit in about a month they were separated. She had gatherer enough money to start her dream styling firm to incorporate her into the fashion industry, where she had always believed she belonged, which meant she had no time for nannying, although it wasn't all that necessary because she was used to taking Julie with her already. The problem was that Benson missed her presence more at home.They managed and in no time, came back to full connectivity.Benson kept his break up with Alita away from his mother. He couldn't afford her drama. And she was going to scold him for letting Alita go.Alita too didn't tell anyone. Sarah thought her disappearance was because Benson impregnated his ex-wife. She was shocked when
Benson stayed in his house almost emptying his bar. He switched his phone off so nobody would disturb him. He was devastated. He had been living a lie all the while. Many times, Sarah and Luke came to look for but he never came out. It didn’t look like he was in the house.He just had to call off their engagement. She went too far and he couldn’t live with it. He couldn’t help but imagine how his life would have been if Alita came out and told him she Julie was his flesh and blood.It was unbelievable. Chris had assured him that he was impotent and that they had tried everything but nothing worked. He had to know for sure and the only way to that is to go back to the beginning.For the first time ever since that day, Benson went out of the house. He went to the hospital to meet and confront Chris about what Alita had told. There had been too many lies and falsehood around his life in the recent days and knowing this one truth or lie, whichever it would turn out to be, would be liberat
“I was scared you would leave me if I told so I didn’t. This is me as I am, covetous. I don’t regret keeping this away from you but I am sorry I did. I mean it when I say I would do anything to keep you with me forever, and this—this was something I thought I had to do. I love you and I don’t want to lose you,” he peered into her eyes. “Please don’t hate me. Don’t stop loving me. I there were many times I wanted to tell you but how does a man walk up to his dear love and tell her to forget about any dream of ever having her own children?”“I knew, Benson,” Alita looked down as she pressed her lips together. “I knew if I stayed with you, I wouldn’t have any children but it didn’t matter to me because I love you so I stayed. I got so wrapped up in my mind with jealousy and contempt that it escaped my mind. I felt threatened and intimidated by her that I let her get in my head with her selfish words,” she leaned of the wall and held her hands in front of her.“You knew. How?” Benson’s br
The moment long waited for was there, and Alita wore a smile that evening as Charity stated she was leaving. It felt unreal that the whole ominous atmosphere was clearing already.“It is nice having you,” Alita waved her hand at Charity. “You can pop and high any time you want,” she lied.I don’t want to ever see you here again.As the door slid open, Alita shut her eyes and drew in a long breath, absorbing the relief in the air. She had missed the feeling. Her joy was cut short when she heard Charity’s voice.Haven’t you left?“I can’t go like this,” CHarity exclaimed, shaking her head as she shut her eyes. “I wanted to keep it to myself, but I just can’t,” she sniffled.Alita glanced at Benson, and he bobbed his head. “What are you talking about?” she held her hand to her chest.“He knows,” Charity pointed at Benson.Alita turned to Benson and batted her lashes numerously at him.“Know what exactly? Where are you driving?” Benson inclined his head and folded his hands across his che
Alita was shocked to see the door slide open. Benson just walked to his room, and they were the only two people that could open the door.She balled her fist, waiting to see the figure standing in front of the door. She couldn’t see the face of the woman but as the door slid wider, she recognized who it was.Freaking Charity!Charity was the least of people she could expect to see. Many questions raged through Alita’s mind but the most outstanding was how she could open the door.“Benson,” Alita Bellowed crossing her hands on her chest as she jotted her hips, giving Charity a once over.“Yeah, babe,” Benson answered from his room.“You have a visitor,” Alita pushed her lips forward as she swayed her body from side to side.“I don’t have plans to—“Hi there,” Charity flickered her fingers in the air, smiling excessively as she looked over at Benson. “I let myself in,” her eyes went round. She looked around and observed the living room. “Things have changed here, haven’t they?” she snic
At Sarah’s wedding, Alita wasn't the only one wishing to enjoy the bliss of a wedding day and, after it, the certainty that comes with elevating their commitment to a more permanent situation.Benson had the intention to propose to Alita the day he came back and met her in a pool of blood. He had planned it all head in his head. The band, everyone involved.He wanted it to be a prestigious surprise. She had always said she wished she was a princess, and he wanted to make her feel more than that. She was his queen, and he wanted to show her that she deserved to have everything she wanted.Benson felt he was ready to move forward with their relationship. She was perfect for him, and he needed to ensure that she remained his till the end of time.Before the morning he had intended to propose to her, he had planned how everything would go with everyone he thought necessary to involve. He would ask her out for a date and then surprise her when she got out of the house with her favorite ban
"Let's go on a date," Benson said pouring wine into two glasses form them. "We haven't gone anywhere, we haven't gone out ever since…" his eyes snapped close as memories of almost losing Alita to the jaw of death flashed through his mind–not sonething you wouldn't want to remember, not even randomly. "What do you think?" He asked.Alita's face lit up and she giggled sharply. "Are you serious right now?" She squinted at him as she extended her hand and collected her drink. She gingerly whirled the glass before a sip and moaning to the taste that surprised her. "This is amazing," she nodded and took another sip. "What in God's name do I say to that?" She pursed her lips and raised her chin, playfully scowling at him."I don't know," he laughed softly, looking the other way as set himself on the arm of the chair she was seated on."You must be high," Alita jabbed her finger into his side and he yelped moving away. "Should you when ask me about it? You could have surprised me," she scrunc
126Julie was Alita's only company as the days went by. As expected, everyone around her was distant. She would sit on the bed in Julie's room and talk to her, even though she knew Julie wouldn't understand what she was saying, it was comforting that she could talk to someone about the burden in her heart and how everyone all her loved ones were avoiding her.Sarah blocked Alita and cut all contacts from her. Alita went to their apartment and saw that Sarah had changed the lock. She went to Luke's house but didn't find anybody at home. It was while walking back to Benson's place that she realized they would have gone for their honeymoon.They say no mother could hate her own but it wasn’t looking like it for Alita. She hadn’t heard from her mother ever since her confession. He called but got no answer, texted but got no reply. She tried to go and see her at Chris’s apartment but couldn’t. One time, she was standing right in front of the door but froze when she raised her hand to knock
Dumbfounded and dwindling between anger and confusion, Benson cleared his throat. The place went absolutely silent. “Why didn’t you say anything about it? You could have told me. I feel betrayed right now,” he face-palmed. “I just want to go home,” he breathed heavily. “I can’t believe it at all. I just can’t believe our friendship was built on lies all this while. We promised to…” Sarah whined and cried. “All this while, Alita, I thought we were best friends. I told you everything and I thought you did the same,” she turned and wrapped her hands around Luke, looked up at him, and muttered, “please take me out of here.”“Please don’t leave me like this,” Alita extended her hand as she moaned. Her throat patched as she watched Luke lead Sarah out of the room. She was too weak to move and she couldn’t possibly follow after Sarah when Benson was there also preparing to leave.“Let’s go home,” Benson looked at Alita with pain in his eyes. She wiped her face and dragged herself up.Ivy sa