Love lost

Gavin arrived his safe house at mid day. The house was filled with cobwebs mirroring how long it had been since he last stepped foot there. For a brief moment, he had thought his life had become stable, how wrong he was.

He dropped his last luggage in the one room apartment and slumped into the dusty couch.

For some reason, his head was about to explode from thinking about Jessie.

He knew that leaving her behind was a risky, reckless decision, but it was for the best.

Or so he wanted to believe.

He thought that clinging onto Jessie was going to expose her to more danger, but if he quickly discarded her, he figured, no, hoped— he hoped that if he discarded her, they would ask him for something else.

Never in his life had he ever attacked a problem without waiting it out for a few days.

So his first plan here was to wait… but other than that, he came here to quietly investigate which of Remi Martin’s associates wanted his wife.

And so, work began.

The week passed by in such a blur