Hunter's p.o.v.
' you have reached The Reid's voicemail, please leave a message after the b-'
I put off the call before I was given the chance to record the message.
Don't get me wrong, sure the message I've got to deliver is important but the problem with voicemails is that it's a hundred percent traceable to its source.
And with my latest discovery on how my tails being watched, I can't risk it.
Heavens know that the moment I lay my hands on whosoever is the snitch in our home, I'm gonna personally behead them.
I dial Mr Reid's number one more time and I listened to it ring..
" come on... come onnnn....." the words came out like a mantra as I used my left hand to control the steering wheel while the other held the phone to my ear.
' you have reached The Reid's voicemail, pl-'
"Arrghhh!!" I
Hunter's p.o.v.Mr Reid was taking a lot more time than he had said he would. He was already here earlier when he had collected the tube containing Louisa's blood and left the room. It was already fifteen minutes past nine am but our meeting was scheduled for eight thirty. Apparently, he's forty five minutes late. So you can guess, forty five minutes of my mind wandering and making impossible guesses on what exactly was going on with Louisa. None of the images were pretty. I couldn't even have a seat, the rate of my blood pressure can cause a pop of my aorta if cause even the slightest obstruction of blood flow. No one had said a word to me this morning before I had stepped out, except Claudette who had offered that I at least have breakfast. Every other person looked at me like I was in possession of the devils trident. So
Third person P. O. VThe weather outside was a little too dull and mostly cloudy. Louie sat by the window and stared at the endless array of trees that surrounded the house she had found herself in, slowly and silently crying to herself again. She was all alone in the room as Santiago had stepped out a few minutes ago to get who'd shower her and at least buy her lunch. To him soldo was behaving a little too rash by leaving a frail looking five year old hungry for over six hours. But Louisa never complained. All she'd do is cry. Well she's been crying, what exactly do you expect a kidnapped child to do? As Santiago walked down the hallway to get her something from the kitchen, he mistakenly bumped into Ferreti. " Someone looks depressed" Her native Italian accent crawled into his ears. Santiago only l
Hunter's P. O. V. "Wait. What do you mean by Pedro is the man after my life and how in the world is he Meredith's father, it doesn't make any sense! " I exclaimed, trying to keep my cool was failing woefully because with my heart rate, I should be suffering from a cardiac arrest in T minus five. " Deep breaths Hunter, I'm gonna explain it all to you but you need to take a deep breath. We can't have you dying before You even get the chance to save Louisa" Mr Reid stated ever so calmly with his eyes focused on me. But I adhered to his instruction. A deep breath could be the only solution to my state of mind. After inhaling and obviously exhaling, Mr Reid took it as a sign to carry on. "Pedro Ha'adith Gonzalez. A man of Brazilian, Arabian and Spanish origin. I think his roots are enough to trace how deadly he can be. Most young people join the clan today without k
Hunter's P. O. V. You know that feeling you get when it seems like you've acquired too much information in such little time space? Yeah, that one with the extreme headache and epiphanic stomach upset? Exactly.. I'm experiencing its worse case scenario at the moment. " Before we go further into any information, I want to know. Is Meredith spying for him? "I asked with a grip of fear around my throat. " If Pedro could get his hands on his daughter, I think his first plan would be to place her under his protection based on the number of enemies he'd created" Mr Reid contradicted my opinion and no doubt's, I felt relieved. " So what about Meredith? " better to know it now than never. " Ah.. Sa'adia" Mr Reid sighed and a small smile graced his lips as he took his seat. " After nine years of being trained and taught as my daughter, Pedro
Hunter's p. o. v. " Wow" that was all I could say. Heck, that was all I could think of. " A day I'd prefer to delete from my memory " Mr Reid said with a sigh in his voice " but I don't get it, how didn't this make the news? " With a personality as popular as his, trolls could have dug this up a long time ago. " We thought our plan through. Jackson town was a really small town, we chose the night of our wedding anniversary because we wedded on thanksgiving day. Most families in the area were always out during that period plus with a little back up connection here and there, we were advertly secured"Well to be fair, Mr Reid has enough links to begin the third world war if need be. " Have you guys reached out to Meredith ever since? " No matter how cold hearted I may seem, I definitely felt hurt for the poor girl. "
Iris's P. O. V. It was already late evening when Mrs Phoebe, Meredith and I arrived back at the McConnell household. My eyes had been swollen and red from all the tears I had been shedding despite Mrs Phoebe's words and merediths efforts to console me. A smile didn't just feel right, I needed my baby back. We climbed up the porch and I did the honors of knocking. It was only a few seconds before Megan came peeping through the eye hole and threw the door open as soon as she could. " Thank goodness you're okay " she said as she looked me in the eye knowing fully well that I had been crying but I guess she doesn't want to mention it. I gave a very brief smile before by stepping her and walking into the house, leaving her to exchange pleasantries with the guests I had brought over. " My lord.. I was so worried. I'm so sorry if I said something wrong yest
Third person P. O. V. She blinked her eye twice to adjust to the ray of moonlight that was basking the pale looking skin of her face through the window. " Hey.. She's up" Santiago said with a smile as he stood from his crouched position where he was seated all through the day as he watched the little girl. He hated this. He hated that he had to suffer an innocent child over the sins of her father. He wished he was dealing with hunter instead, his conscience would have let him handle this a lot easier. After she had been drained, she just walked to the couch where the squeezed and cried herself to sleep while saying 'daddy or mommy '. It honestly broke a hardened man such as he to see such a small girl endure so much pain. It was pretty obvious to anyone who saw her that this event would definitely scar her for the rest of her life. &nbs
Iris's P. O. V. The night was windy. Far from being cold, but very windy. And as Mr McConnell had predicted, it was exactly thirty minutes drive from the house. Including the traffic jams and checkpoints. We pulled up in front of a neighborhood that seemed almost too empty to be called a neighborhood. All the lights in the houses were out and the only form of life I had seen in the area was a stray dog. Hunter's reasons for being here? I don't even wanna think about it. " He said house number twenty seven. Can you see the numbers on the houses? " Mr McConnell asked, breaking the silence. Proving he hadn't been here before too. " Yes, we're on fifteen" I replied and watched him nod to my response before forging ahead but at a slower rate this time. But it was only a matter of seconds and we saw ourselves parked in front of house numb
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FINALLY!!The BULLIED series has come to an end.I want to thank all those who supported me throughout this book and waited till the end… I love you all so much.I always said “I would never support rape” and this is me still saying that I do not support it.I had an idea and a plot, I was inspired by an article I found on Stockholm syndrome… that was why I found the Book 1 necessary to be written, so you can see the back story.I also added other character lives because I would love to be doing spin offs and I wouldn’t want to begin it with back stories of characters you already knew.I was really young when I started this book, with a lot of ideas for it but so little skill hence I wasn’t able to describe some scenes or emotions the way I had it in my head but this only goes to say I would be editing this book from the beginning.I actually thought it was a good idea to not write the main concep
Iris p.o.v.Blankness…That was all I could use to describe what I was feeling at this point.Cause no nouns, no adjectives nor verb could describe what was going on with me.Not just with me, but with everyone else.The entire room was silent while the Judge prepared his verdict in the back room, the only voices you could hear was the muttering of a policewoman to Dylan trying to congratulate him with her words.“You did the right thing.”Her words sounded more like a consolation than an appraisal.Everyone knew it was the right thing, so why did it feel so wrong to me? Its been years and I never thought a day like this would actually ever come.Flashbacks from nights before kept re-occurring in my head, like possibly it was all a dream and someone would come wake me to ask “Are you okay?”But it seemed like everyone was also lost in the dream, in
There was a gunshot in the air and soon enough everyone ran in haphazard directions to cover for safety.“Othniel!? Othniell!?” Meredith yelled out as she tried to take cover also.She crouched behind a shelf and was muttering silent prayers for the sake of her life and her safety. It wasn’t quite long before she felt a hand on her left shoulder and she jumped in fright but calmed her nerves after she saw it was the driver she had been looking for.“What’s going on? How do we get out of here???” she asked as her lips and arms were trembling.Othniel placed a finger on his lips and whispered a littleshhh“follow me”At first, she wondered where he thought he was headed but she wasn’t given enough time to wonder as he pulled her to her feet and ran into one of the dressing rooms.The moment they were in, he jammed the door shut behind them and began searching the entire
Hunter’s p.o.v.“Go check, it might be your reservation customer.” Mrs. Hao said as she looked to Hunter with and eye signal that read,I got this.They were currently trying to discover if they could fish out Claudette’s relatives with her pictures, details or anything else.They just wanted to discover if she could be tracked by any means.“The weirdo?” Tai asked, sipping a bottle of water to refresh herself as she had also had a long day in the café.“Yeah.” He replied her with a disturbed look on his face.This was far more important to him than serving a customer coffee for a date but he had to obey instructions.He picked up his apron from the side stool where he had abandoned it some minutes ago and went back into the restaurant.The fact the entire room looked slightly empty brought a relief to his mind.‘we&r
This was Santiago’s second day of following them and he feels now is the best time to bring in their daughter back to her parents but he wanted to stay a bit longer to know when they would be leaving the shop.The noon sunlight was a bit harsh to his skin and it prickled at his hair follicles but he bore it in good fate because inside the café was always cool so the discomfort was only temporary.Yesterday he wasn’t sure if it was disguise or adjustment to suit the plan but he never understood why Hunter served at the restaurant. It confused him.Hunter might not recognize who he was, after all he was recruited a year or two after Hunter had left… he wasn’t so sure.But he definitely knew who Hunter was, there wasn’t a person on the team who didn’t.One of Soldo’s favorite recruits that backstabbed him. That’s what they were all told that suited his description.They were all warned not
Mrs. Hao watched as anger rolled off his shoulders and she couldn’t help but laugh a little bit at his reactions.“You’re supposed to be in the back with the rest of the team.” She says to him with a smile on her lips as he jerks his head in her direction.“Yeah… I decided to give them some space to work on it.”There was a team of trackers that Mrs. Hao had brought in during the wee hours of the morning to help out with Hunter’s request.And so far, he had seen, they were amazing.“Or you decided to watch your girlfriend, which?” she said again with her smile growing wider.Hunter couldn’t help the grunt that escaped his lips when she made that statement.“She’s not my girlfriend.” He retorted and pretended to be wiping the table while stealing glances at Iris and her new friend.“I suspected; you guys have barely said a word to each oth
He folded the blankets with his sleepy eyes and an unusual ache in his back.The ache didn’t surprise him, what else was he to expect from sleeping on a solid not-so comfortable couch all night.Iris took the room and he decided to sleep in the living room. It was either that or the floor of the room anyways so he really didn’t have much of a choice.He had a meeting with Mrs. Hao this morning. What he needed was a shower and a little breakfast which he presumed he can get at the café also.He arched his back a bit to know if he could get a crack that might release the ache but it was to no avail, so he just went ahead with his daily schedule.The door to the room was closed and he tried knocking to know if she was already up but not properly dressed or if she was sleeping.After the third knock, he heard her say‘its open’from the inside. Only then did he open the door.As he guessed
Hunter knew he had struck a nerve from her reaction when he stated his request all he wanted was her response.And assistance.“I don’t know what you’re talking about” she whispered with a tight smile, most likely trying not to make it obvious to any onlookers that she was in an uncomfortable conversation.“I was sent by Mr. Reid; I need your help.” He whispered back to her.She stared at him for a few seconds with narrow eyes and tight lips as she was trying to decipher if she should believe him or not.“Who are you?” she asked.Hunter remembered when Mr. Reid had informed him that this question was almost inevitable from her, and each party she worked with had a code answer to the question.“I am blue.”She eyes moved frantically around the café to be sure no one was observing nor approaching.“Ahh, Mr. Huong. The regular?”The greeti