Yes, we certainly need to talk. I put Jake down from my arms and he protests that he wants to tell me secretly. James, Natalie, and Cara watch my exchange with him with smiles on their faces.“Okay, what is it?” I ask him as he gets close to my ear.“I love you,” He whispers in my ear and I can not help but smile. Some people say having kids is a nightmare, and the truth is that it is at times, but most of the time, it is the greatest joy anyone could have.“Mommy heats you right back,” I reply to him in a whisper, and he giggles before he runs onto James.I stand upright and I bid James and Jake goodbye as I join Natalie and Cara in the living room.“We have a serious hiccup in our plans,” Cara begins when we have all sat down on the couch.“I know,” I reply to her, and Natalie chuckles but I can hear the worry in her voice.“Of course you do, it is all over the news,” She tells me and I stay quiet, not knowing exactly what to say.“So what are doing?” Cara asks no one in particular
What in the world is happening? Why am I even being arrested? Even if this is about Russell Marshall’s investigation, the person they should be arresting is Natalie, I was not the one that shot the man in the head.“This has to be a joke, right?” Chad laughs but when he sees that the military guys are not even smiling, he realizes that this is serious.I gave the piece of document that they handed to me, I read it quickly and it authorizes them to arrest me, but what I don’t see is the charge.“Your hands, please,” One of the military guards says a bit softly and I do as he says. I place my hands behind my head and I hear Chad scoff.“Do you want us to do something?” The guards that we have at the entrance ask me but I disagree by wagging my head. It would only make things worse, from experience, going peacefully with the authorities is always the best thing to do.“I am calling Robert, and then the lawyer. We would get this settled in no time,” Chad tries to comfort me as he makes a
“Natalie is smart, I will give her that. She had all the video evidence cleared before we could get our hands on it,” Taylor explains and I at everything else in the room but her.“May I ask, who are you professionally?” I ask her, and she smiles lopsidedly.“I work with the police department in Russia, I am the police chief,” She informs me and I nod slowly. “As I was saying, Natalie made the investigation a lot more difficult for us. Her skills in covering evidence are impressive, but I believe that she got some inside help,” Taylor continues what she was explaining.“And?” I beckon her to explain more. If Natalie covered up our tracks so well, how does she know that Natalie did it? That she was the one that pulled the trigger and not me.“I know you want to know how I know that she was the one who pulled the trigger, and I am going to explain just that to you,” Taylor tells me.“Okay,” I drag the word as I wait for her to tell me what she knows.“I am Russell’s third wife and it h
My eyes widen and I immediately try to open the door of the moving car so I can jump out but all the doors are locked. Adrenaline floods every part of my body, it is like it is all happening so fast and I have no control.“What are you doing? Stop that! Do you want to get yourself killed?” Russell shouts as Usman increases the speed of the car so jumping out would seem more painful to me if I decide to do so.“Stay the hell away from me!” I reply to him aggressively when he tries to reach out to me and he raises his hands in surrender.“Okay, okay,” He says and then he settles back into his seat.“What the hell is going on?” I ask after a full minute of silence. I am much calmer right now, I was acting out of instinct when I realized that the person that was sitting next to the driver was Russell.How is that even possible? Was he not in an induced coma a few days ago? “Are you finished with trying to jump out of a speeding car just to avoid me?” Russell replies to me and I hear Usma
“Jen Davis.” The disguised voice on the phone says, and then chuckles. “I heard you are the best of the best...and not just in the country, but also in the entire world. That’s quite impressive.” The voice continues.“I was not called for just praise, was I?” I ask him in a bored tone. He has been trying to contact me for the past two years, and now that he has finally gotten in touch with me, he plays boss on the phone.“No, of course not...I have a target for you.” He says and I smile. Finally, he’s speaking my language.He’s playing music that I can dance to.“Name?” I ask as I lick my lower lip. With memory like an elephant, I have no need to write down information. “Robert Jones.” The voice says, and even though it is disguised, you can tell that the person hates this man.“Title?” I pursue more information.“The CEO of STARS.” He says the name and something clicks in my mind.I know this CEO. I have watched him hold grand dinner parties and host big events all around the coun
“You’re kidding, right?” I ask him, and he shakes his head quickly, as to say no. “No one would have to know.” He stands up and his eyes looks hopeful. Sleeping with this man won’t do a thing for me. It would just be meaningless sex, but it could be fun. I haven’t had sexual relations in a very long time, I guess I could sleep with him and then kill him after. It’s a win win. “Sure.” I say the word loosely, and he looks at me, surprised that his offer worked. “Really?” He asks and I chuckle. “Take off your clothes.” I command him instead of answering his question. “Yeah..yeah, sure.” He says as he looks at me tentatively, still scared that I could shoot him in the head any second. And I could. He takes off his sweatpants and reveals his boxer briefs. His thighs are toned and strong, and his stomach holds a six pack. “The boxer has to go.” I say and he smiles, his busted lip making him look comical. “No problem.” He says, his voice deepenin
Did this man just threaten me?I call his number again, but he does not answer. Chuckling to myself, I place the phone back from whence it came and I walk towards the windows.“It’s all going wrong.” I say myself as I skip the hard glass of my apartment window. Pain course through my palm, but I keep hitting the substance.After my fit, I’m left heavily breathing with a bruised palm. I slide to the ground slowly and I begin to cry.I’m not crying because I’m afraid for my life. Fear is not in my dictionary, and it will never be.I’m crying because I failed. I’m crying because for the first time in my professional career, I messed up.And all for what? Meaningless sex?But was the sex really meaningless? If so, then why did I lay in bed with that man until I fell asleep?I shut my emotions down for a reason, and because they’re coming back to life again, mistakes are being made.It’s time to fix all this. I sniff and I wipe the trail that my tears have left
Crap, crap, crap!This is bad. This is really bad.“Jen Davis, you are under arrest. You have the right to remain silent, and everything you say can and will be used against you in the court of law.” A huge officer says as he walks towards me carefully.I watch him, and I can see fear dancing in his eyes.“Aww, are you afraid of a girl?” I ask loudly, and the officer scoffs.“Shut up.” He says rudely when he reaches me.He grabs my hands and turns me around. He then place on me a cold metal handcuff.Due to the uncomfortable position my hands are in, I clench my jaw, trying to mask the pain I’m feeling in my wrists.“Wait.” Robert says. Why do I keep calling him by his actual name? My eyes dart to him, and I can see that he’s staring back at me.“Where is your boss?” He asks the officer next to him. There are almost ten officers in this room, and though I am already apprehended, they all still seem to be on their guard.They have their weapo