After the call, Hunter decided to go back into the garage. He couldn't sit out in his car while King was in the garage. He agreed with himself that he would put some faith on Robert Holland. If Hunter hadn't went and rushed it, making it easy for him by giving him the 1 million dollars, he was sure that Rob would have made a plan to come up with the money himself. This was his chance to do what he would have done if Hunter hadn't given him the money. Inside, Hunter took a seat and placed it against the office window. Rebecca looked like she was sleeping, he didn't get why they were all sitting so close to her. “I need to go to the bathroom.” Rebecca broke the silence. “Again?” Joe asked her. “I think my stomach did not agree with something I ate.” She responded as she groaned in agony. Hunter just watched from a distance. The last thing he needed was more judgment from King so he would let the other's handle Rebecca until the exchange was done. “I really need to go.” She
"Shit, shit, shit!" Hunter repeated, feeling his anxiety spike. He stretched his fingers as if some kind of supernatural power was moving through them and then clenched them into two fists. He turned around and saw Angelo walking into the building with Nathan and Sean following behind him. He then looked over at the empty space on the matress where Rebecca had been laying. It was clear, Rob didn't give two shits. It was up to Hunter to save Rebecca, and if he didn't, Angelo wouldn't think twice to kill her. In fact, Hunter knew how much Angelo would love to do that, just to hurt Hunter. Just to win. Hunter left the office and tried to look as calm as possible, although his hands were trembling. He pushed his hands in the pockets of his woody and approached the men. "I brought all the ammo we need, I already got some of our snipers in the area just surveiling the area incase the asshole tries to pull something." Angelo was saying. "Great." King nodded. "Hunter, how are we doing with
Rebbeca tripped on the matress and fell to the floor after the two shots. "Ah!" King dropped his gun and yelled in agony. He clutched his hand that was now covered in blood. "What... the?" Angelo immediately switched his aim towards Zahn, who had shot King's right hand, and shot. Zahn fell to the floor. Hunter quickly pulled out his gun and shot towards Angelo. At that very moment, everything went crazy. Everyone was running, shooting and looking for cover. Hunter quickley grabbed King by the collar and pointed the gun to his head. "Rebbecca get that gun!" He yelled at her. Rebecca was still on the ground, covering her ears and trembling. She looked up after hearing him shout, she too only taking in the sight now. How did these two turn against their boss? Joe was shooting at Angelo, Nathan, Sean and Bianchi. Zahn was grunting on the floor in agony and Hunter had the boss by the collar. "Get up!" Hunter shouted at King. That's when Rebecca ran to pick up King's gun. She
"You..." Was all Hunter could say, as they stared at each other. "Hunter we need to go." Walker told him. Hunter felt a rush of emotions spurge into him all at once. He felt anger, disappointment, betrayal and hurt. "You need to go, son." "Son?" Hunter was thrown aback. "Hunter!" Rebecca called. "Come on." She pleaded. That's when he snapped back to reality. They were in the middle of a warzone, Rebecca was unsafe, Joe was wounded and Zahn was almost lifeless in his arms. He ran past Walker and caught up with Rebecca who was helping Joe walk. "Do you know who that is?" He asked her. "Who?" Hunter shook his head. "Nevermind." Hunter said and then ran past them. He looked down at Zahn. "You're gonna be okay, Zahn. You're gonna be okay." He found the two cars and opened the first one and placed Zahn in the back seat. He ran back and took Joe from Rebecca. He pulled. Joe's arm over his neck and walked him quickly to the car and placed him in the back seat next to Zahn. Walke
Hunter spent the rest of the trip with his head in his hands, thinking about Zahn and Joe. What if Joe doesn't make it too? Would he be able to live with himself? How could Zahn die? Zahn was the one who brought life to their trio. She was the joker. How could she die? Hunter scratched his head roughly and then covered his eyes with his fists and sniffled. Rebecca placed a hand on his back. "Rhita will be so heart broken." Hunter said. Walker kept staring in the rear view mirror, feeling sorry but not being able to comfort him. Rebecca didn't know who Rhita was but she was sure she was related to Zahn. They pulled up infront of an old cabin in the woods. "We've arrived." Walker said stepping out of the car. Hunter and Fred carried Zahn out of the car and placed her on the grass. Walker came out with a sheet and covered Zahn up to her neck. Hunter sat down, placing Zahn's head on his lap. Joe sat beside Zahn, holding her hand in his. Walker and Fred exchanged looks and then wa
Joe limped out of his room with a crutch under his right arm. Fred who had taken the other bed in the same room as him was already up and his bed made as if he hadn't slept in it. There was no one in the sitting room, just three mugs on the coffee table. "Where's everyone?" He asked stepping outside. George Walker and Fred were sitting on the porch in camping chairs. Fred was reading a newspaper. "Hi." Joe said, stepping into the sun. "Good evening." Walker told him. "What time is it?" Joe asked. Walker glanced at his watch. "Past 12." "Where's Hunter?" "He and Rebecca didn't come down yet." Walker said. "You kids must be beat." "Yeah..." Joe stood against a pillar. "Aren't you guys?" "I've been up since 5am, son." Fred replied. "George didn't even sleep." "You didn't sleep?" George shook his head. "Why?" Joe inquired. George shrugged. "Couldn't sleep." *** Upstairs, Rebecca woke up to the sounds of birds chirping outside and a ray of light in her eyes. She turned her
When the sun started setting, Joe and Walker layed the sticks that they had gathered and then started a fire. Well, Joe hadn't really done much gathering because of his leg, he just kept Walker entertained with stories about he and Hunter when they were younger while Walker did all the gathering. Fred walked out of the house with a box of checkers. "Wanna play?" He asked Hunter who was sitting on the porch next to Rebecca. "No." Hunter responded. Fred rolled his eyes. "No surprise there. Joe, wanna play? I want some competition, I've beat George too many times before." "Hey!" George stood up and raised his arms. "You only beat me like twice." Rebecca laughed at the men. "I once beat him 10 times in a row, guys." Fred remarked as he went back in the house. "No...." Joe laughed. Fred came back out with a small stool and placed it on the porch. "I mean I would love to play but I don't know how." Joe said walking away from the fire that was now burning fiercely. "I only know card
"So we killed your uncle?" Joe said after Hunter told him what Walker had told him. "Really, Joe?" Hunter complained. "Oh my god, that's not good." Joe said, passing Hunter a dish to dry. "Not at all." Hunter shook his head. They were in the kitchen, washing up after lunch. It was the only time they managed to get totally alone since morning. "Shit, we've done bad things in life but I think this is by far the worst we've done." Joe said as he rinsed a glass. "Well, technically you killed him—" "Nah." Joe shook his head. "Don't even play that cards with me. You shot him after me to make sure he was dead. And don't act like you didn't beg me to let you take credit for it just so King could pet you. Now you don't want the credit anymore?" "Fuck you, Joe." Hunter said as he placed the dish in the cupboard. "Nah, for real. Maybe you just want to blame everyone else so you can feel better about yourself but let'
"Rebecca?" Elizabeth asked. "Are you okay?" Hunter asked her. She looked mortified but managed to nodd her head. Sylvester took a few steps back and then was caught before he fell backwards. "Sir, are you okay?" One of his men asked him. Sylvester grunted. "I... am shot." He dropped the gun to the floor. The wound was on his left upper arm and was bleeding profusely. Rebecca's palms flung to cover her mouth as she watched the guards rush to provide Sylvester with medical attention. "I'm sorry... I didn't mean to..." Rebecca was shaking. Hunter came to hug her. "It's okay, you didn't pull the trigger, he did." "But still—" "Let's get out of here." Hunter placed an arm around her and they quickely made for the gate. "Rebecca!" Elizabeth was crying behind them. "Get in, get in." Hunter opened the car door for her and then shut it. He could see cars approaching in high speed. "Shit..." There was only one way out of here, and it was the same way the cars were coming, the othe
Sylvester took out his phone and phoned Angelo. It rang and rang. Sylvester thought it would go to voicemail but then he picked up."Hello?" It was a female."Who is this?""You called me, who are you?""I got this number from the card at the reception. Is this not Angelo's gym?""This is Better Life Gym." She responded."Exactly." Sylvester said. "Can you get Angelo on the phone.""I don't know who that is, sir.""Cut the crap lady. I was there yesterday with Rob Holland, the billionaire. Remember me? And then we went down to basement to Angelo. Can you just pass him the phone.""Would you like to know about our membership packages?""Tell Angelo it's about Hunter King."The lady stayed quiet for a while and then sighed. "Hold on."Music started playing on the other side of the line."Shit..." Sylvester said in annoyance. He watched the guards dragging Hunter to the side building."Hello?" At last it was Angelo."It's Sylvester, head of security for Rob Holland and—""Get to the poin
"I guess there's no talking you out of this?" Joe asked. "Like she said, you're so damn stubborn. Really. Gosh!"They were sitting on the edge of bonnet of Fred's car.Hunter looked off into the pitch dark forest. "I don't have a choice, Joe." He whispered. "Look how we're living. Doing this gets all of you immunity.""Maybe there's another way." He placed a hand on Hunter's shoulder."What way?"Joe stared back at him desperately, the desperation was reflected back. "Uh... I don't know."Hunter's face fell and he looked the other way."But we can work something out together. Let's just tell your dad and I am sure he will work something out.""If he had a sollution, we wouldn't have spent almost a week in this cabin. The guy's been in hiding himself for how many years? From the very same person. It's hopeless Joe.""No—""This is the only way.""Getting yourself killed, really? That's the best you could come up with?" Joe scracthed his head roughly. "Maybe we can get money. Like milli
Hunter laid topless on their bed, facing the ceiling. He and Rebecca had just made love and she was now sleeping on top of his chest. "What are you thinking about?" She asked him. He smiled. "Nothing." "You sure?" She looked up at him. "Not thinking about 'sending me back to the palace'?" He frowned and then looked at her. "You were eavesdropping?" "I didn't intent to, but the walls of this cabin aren't that thick. I can hear George snoring right now." "Sorry if it sounded rough." He responded. "Sorry if it looks like I'm getting tired of always being locked up." Hunter scoffed. "Are you being sarcastic?" "Do you remember what you told me while we were still at the warehouse?" "What?" "You said that when everything was over, we'd live a normal life. That you'd stop that work and we'd be together like normal people." "Yeah..." "Well, you left your work, but I just want to know when we will be able to live like normal people again." Hunter sighed. "As soon as your dad pay
"We're not stabbing that man in the back." Rob said as he entered the passenger side of his all black SUV."You know, I don't get it, sir." Sylvester responded. "You're gonna keep choosing Hunter, even if it's over your daughter?" "I am not choosing him over Rebecca, I am trying to protect them both." Rob stood his ground. "Protecting him is not gonna get us far, sir."Rob thought for a few seconds and then responded. "I am not leaving him out to dry. He doesn't deserve it.""He's the reason we're in this mess in the first place. He kidnapped miss Rebecca." Sylvester started the car. "With all due respect, I think you're forgetting that.""You know, you keep saying 'with all due respect' but don't seem to be giving me any. I said we are not turning on Hunter and you should respect that.""My job is to protect your family. I wake up every morning and devote my life to you and your family, sir."Rob sighed and then pinched the space between his eyes and lowered his head. "I know, I kn
"Don't ever look for me because you will never find me. Take care of yours and I will take care of mine. Bye forever." That was the note that had come with the baby.Although George didn't understand the second sentence, he placed the note on their coffee table and took the wailing baby out of Stella's hands. It was his first time carrying a baby, and he feared holding him too tight or not holding him firm enough and drop him. As he tried to craddle the baby, his heart pounded. The baby had light brown skin and not much head hair. His mouth was pink and his wails were woarse."Shh shhh..." George tried walking around the room trying to sooth it. "Is it a boy or a girl?" He asked his mother."It's a boy." George looked at the baby's face and fell in love. "But how could she just leave you like that, little guy?" He asked."Because she's crazy that's why." Stella responded. "She knows you're studying full time and I am working full time. How are we gonna take care
Nathan had his forearms on the bar. "What can I get for you?" Bella said, bringing her arms to the counter, leaving just a small gap between their faces. "Bring me whatever you gonna have." Nathan gave her a smirk and handed her the money. She gave him a flirtatious smile and went away to get him something. When she came back she passed him their strongest whiskey. "Is that all you got for yourself?" He asked her. She raised the shot she had in her other hand. "Unfortunately, I'm on the clock. Cheers." She then drank up and was about to walk away but he grabbed her arm over the counter. "I just have a question." He said. "The girl that was working here before you, Rhita. Do you know where I can find her?" "Stop flirting with the customers and move on, Bella." Her boss yelled from the other side. She rolled her eyes at him. "I am not flirting with nobody!" She yelled back and then turned to Nathan as he let her hand go. "You just said she worked here before me. Don't
"It's almost 3 days since that little imbecile screwed us over, finding him can't be that fucking hard." Angelo was addressing Nathan and Sean. "The guy is a ghost, man, no social media, no family we can link him to, no girlfriend, well he took his girlfriend with him..." Nathan responded. "And friends..." Sean added. "Exactly. We can't track his phone because it's not on." Nathan shrugged. "What about his friends' phones?" Angelo enquired. "Joe's phone has been off too. They obviously ditched their phones." Sean said. "And the gay one?" Angelo asked. Nathan and Sean exchanged looks. "We don't have her number, bro." Sean replied. "Yeah." Nathan agreed. Angelo's top lip curved upwards. "You don't have her number? So that's why we don't find Hunter, that's why we just let it go and move on?" "How else are we gonna track her without knowing her number?" Sean asked. Angelo flung the back of his hand against Sean's jaw. Sean tumbled backwards and fell on top of Angelo's glass t
After sitting in silence, Walker began getting up. "You know, you would think that after all these years, talking about this would be easy but..." Hunter watched him slide his hands in his pockets and face away. Hunter didn't pressure him, he sat there waiting for Walker to continue the story. A few seconds later, "My mom convinced me that the best thing to do was to run away. To go live with my aunt in another town until the company considered my request to pay for my accomodation at the student residence." Walker took a long pause. "And I did. I was a scared boy who had just managed to get into his dream school, studying his dream career. "So you did the one thing Delilah said you'd do?" "Although we dated for about 5 years before that, I knew that in the eyes of the law, she was still a minor and I could get locked up if her father reported me. So I left. I didn't tell her anything. I just disappeared. "Living at the student accomodation, was all a 20 year old could ask for.