Emma nodded, her mind racing. "I don’t even understand why Mrs. Williams promoted me after Jeff’s threats. It doesn’t make sense."Sam glanced at her, his brow furrowed. "Maybe it’s a test. Or maybe Mrs. Williams knows something we don’t."Emma swallowed hard. The weight of her new position was starting to settle in, but the mystery behind it gnawed at her. "We need to figure out what Jeff’s endgame is," she said quietly. "Why would he threaten me? What does he want?"Sam paced the room, his mind clearly turning over the possibilities. "We need to dig deeper into Jeff’s connections. If Mrs. Williams promoted you, maybe she sees you as someone who can stand up to him. But we need to be prepared for whatever comes next."Emma stood up from her desk, determination in her eyes. "You're right. Let's start investigating. We need to know what Jeff’s planning before it’s too late."Just as she spoke, her phone buzzed. A message from an unknown number flashed on the screen; "You're in over
Just as Mrs. Williams closed the drawer, she heard a soft knock on her door. Emma walked in without waiting for any response. Her face was pale, her hands clutching her phone tightly.We need to talk," Emma said, her voice barely steady.Mrs. Williams gestured for her to sit, amazed at the sight of Emma’s shaken expression. She wasn't expecting her to come forward so soon.“What is the matter, Emma?”“I got a message,” Emma said, trembling slightly as she handed the phone over. She read the message with Emma sitting across her table. "You're in over your head. Walk away, or you'll regret it."Mrs. Williams's face was neutral, but inside, her mind was racing and her heart was pounding. She had expected Jeff to make a move, but not this quickly. Emma wasn’t ready for this—not yet. Still, there was no turning back now.“Emma, I need you to stay calm,” she said in her most reassuring tone. “This message is meant to scare you. It’s exactly what Jeff does—he tries to intimidate anyone who g
It was late in the evening, Emma sat in her living room thinking about the threat message earlier. I tried to focus on my kids, but the threat keep ringing in my head. my phone buzzed, and hurriedly pick to check if it’s another threat. It was a news app notification, flashing a headline: “CEO Jeff Anderson Accused of Fraud.”Her heart raced. It was the same man she had been warned about. What had he done this time? Was he really capable of more than just intimidation? She opened the article with trembling fingers. Suddenly, a thought came to her mind. What if i turn the tables? What if i gathered evidence against Jeff instead of waiting for the next threat? But then the fear crept back in, was that not too risky?Getting evidence against the man i had kids with.Emma was lost in thought when her phone rang. It was Mrs. Williams. Emma answered, feeling a mix of anxiety and determination.“Emma, I just wanted to check on you. How are you holding up?” Mrs. Williams asked, her tone wa
As the car speed off from the office, Emma’s mind raced and her heart pounding continuously with possibilities and fears. She couldn’t stop thinking and the image of Jeff lurking in the shadow, a threat she had underestimated for too long.“Where are we heading to?” she asked, trying to keep her voice steady. “To a safe house owned by a friend. It’s discreet and secure. We’ll lay low until we figure out our next move.” Your kids are in safe hands too, you need not to worry, Mrs Williams said. Emma nodded, her heart still pounding. The thought of hiding felt terrifying and but necessary. She glanced out the window, watching familiar streets blur past, feeling a mix of sadness and relief. Everything was changing so fast. When they arrived, the safe house was unassuming a small, well-kept bungalow nestled in a quiet neighborhood. Mrs. Williams led Emma inside, and the warm atmosphere calm her nerves.“I’ll be here with you,” Mrs. Williams assured her. Emma pulled out her laptop, eager to
As Emma and Mrs. Williams prepared to leave, a sense of urgency filled the air. They quickly gathered essentials, a flashlight, pepper spray, and Mrs. Williams's trusted burner phone. “We have to stay focused, no matter what happens,” Mrs. Williams reminded her as she handed Emma the phone.“Are you sure about this?” Emma asked, anxiety creeping back in. “What if it is a trap?”Mrs. Williams looked her in the eye. “We can’t let fear set us back. We need Knowledge; if this person knows where you are, we must find out how.”With their hearts pounding, they stepped outside into the cool night. The neighborhood was quiet, the stars hidden behind clouds. Mrs. Williams led the way to the car, her senses alert for any signs of danger.Once inside, Mrs. Williams glanced at Emma. “Are you ready?” Emma took a deep breath, nodding. “I'm in, let's do this.”They drove to the warehouse in a quiet and sober mood, and the car at a very high speed. Emma’s mind raced, and lots of questions running thr
As they speed through the dark streets, Emma’s mind drifted to her twins. Jeff had barely acknowledged them in their early years, more interested in his schemes than in being a father. But now, that Jeff was aware of our location and our intentions, she feared he might try to use the twins to manipulate her.Suddenly, the car stopped as a thumping noise grew louder. “We’re losing a tire!” Mrs. Williams shouted, gripping the wheel tightly. They pulled over on a scary and deserted road, and the man scanned their surroundings anxiously. “We’re too exposed here,” he said.Just then, Emma’s phone buzzed. It was an unknown number—again. Fear gripped her heart, her hand trembling as she picked up the call. “Hello?”“Emma,” Jeff’s cold voice crackled through the line. Her blood ran cold. “You’ve taken something from me, you left with my PA and also worked with my rival to pull me down, now it’s my turn. I have the twins.”Emma’s heart dropped. “No… Jeff, you wouldn’t dare!”“Oh, but I would.
With the determination in Emma's eyes, the team wasted no time in preparing their next steps. They reached the safe house and immediately began to sort through Derek’s evidence, cataloging each document and preparing a digital file to send directly to the authorities. Every paper, every transaction was another nail in Jeff’s coffin, but Emma knew they had to move fast.As Alex worked to encrypt the files, Mrs. Williams approached Emma. “We have an hour, maybe less if Jeff decides to change the terms. Are you sure about this?”Emma nodded. “I can’t let him have this hold over us anymore. My kids deserve to be free of his influence.”A short time later, Alex announced, “It’s ready. This information is going directly to my contact at the FBI. They’ll know everything about Jeff’s network, his finances, and his crimes. He won’t be able to escape this.”Emma clenched her fists, taking a deep breath. “Good. Now we just need to keep him distracted long enough for the authorities to act.”Just
As Emma and her twins stepped outside, the dawn's light breaking over the horizon, she felt a deep sense of relief—a fresh start finally within reach. But then, one of the FBI agents approached her, his expression solemn.“Emma,” he said quietly, pulling her aside. “We’ve just decrypted an additional file from the evidence you provided. There's something you need to see.”Emma glanced over at her twins, ensuring they were safe with Mrs. Williams, and followed the agent to his car. He pulled up the file on a tablet, his voice laced with urgency. “The documents mention a secondary account—a network of assets and operatives scattered in hidden locations. Jeff’s operation goes much deeper than we realized.”Fear gripped Emma and her heart sank as she scanned the file. In plain text, there were references to influential names—politicians, corporate executives, and even a high-ranking law enforcement official. They were all part of Jeff’s network, benefiting from his illegal dealings.The a
Emma’s POVThe office was alive with its usual rhythm, a steady hum of activity that felt both comforting and ordinary.Phones rang incessantly, keyboards clattered as my coworkers typed furiously, and the scent of freshly brewed coffee wafted through the air.At my desk, I flipped through a stack of reports, checking for errors. Everything seemed ordinary, just another Monday morning filled with the comforting predictability of work.“Emma.” Rachel’s voice floated over the cubicle wall.Her vibrant red curls peeked into view as she leaned over with her signature grin, “Please tell me you’ve seen the updated draft for the Peters campaign, it’s a disaster, isn’t it?”I chuckled, reaching for a manila folder on my desk, “It’s not a disaster, but it does need some serious tweaking, I made notes last night, we can go over them after lunch if you’re free.”“Ugh, bless you.” Rachel exclaimed dramatically.“If I have to explain to the creative team one more time why neon green is not the rig
Emma’s POVThe sharp, sterile smell of antiseptic filled my nose as I walked down the hallway of the hospital the next morning. The scent was a constant reminder of where I was and why.It wasn’t a place I wanted to become familiar with, but life had other plans. My hands were full, a bag of breakfast sandwiches and a tray holding two steaming coffees.Behind me, Jason and Anna followed, their little feet padding against the linoleum floor. Jason clutched his favorite stuffed dinosaur, his small hands gripping it tightly, while Anna held onto my free hand, her curiosity evident in her wide eyes.Jeff’s room was just ahead, the number etched in my mind. As we approached, I paused for a moment, glancing down at the kids.“Remember,” I said gently, crouching to their level, “Daddy needs us to be calm, okay? No jumping on him, even though I know you’re excited.”Anna nodded solemnly, her curls bouncing with the motion, while Jason looked down at his dinosaur, whispering something to it. S
Emma’s POVThe air in my apartment was still and suffocating as I sat alone in the living room that night, trying to focus on the emails I’d left unanswered all day.The laptop’s faint glow illuminated my face, but my thoughts were miles away, swirling with everything Jeff had said.“And what about you? Are you safe Emma?”Those words replayed in my head like a broken record, and I hated how much they rattled me.Was I safe? Was this new life I’d carved out for the kids and me the answer? Or was I just running, dragging them along in a direction I wasn’t even sure of?I closed my laptop with a sigh and rubbed my temples, the kids were asleep in their room, their soft breaths audible if I strained to listen. They were the reason I was doing this, the reason I had to be strong, even when I didn’t feel it.The next morning, the questions still weighed on me as I arrived at work. My office, usually a place where I could bury myself in routine and distraction, felt like just another battle
Chapter 27Emma’s POVThe morning sunlight filtered through the blinds of my new apartment, a modest two-bedroom in a quieter part of the city. It wasn’t what I envisioned when Jeff and I planned our life together, but it was mine now, and it was safe.Yet even surrounded by the soft hum of normalcy, my chest still ached with lingering fear. The memory of Jason’s frightened eyes, his trembling voice as he recounted his ordeal on the beach, refused to fade.The kids were adjusting, though not without resistance. Jason and Anna missed the sprawling space of Jeff’s house, the backyard where they played tag, and their his laughter echoing through the hallways.For them, this move was confusing and unfair, but I couldn’t explain the real reason we’d left.How could I tell them that staying with Jeff felt like keeping them attached to a storm? That every glance over my shoulder and every pounding in my chest reminded me how close I’d come to losing Jason?Jason sat cross-legged on the carpe
Emma’s POVThe beach stretched endlessly before me, its beauty overshadowed by the hollow pit of fear tightening in my chest. Jason was still missing, and each passing moment without him felt like an eternity.The search party combed the sand, their voices calling his name. Jeff’s hand lingered on my arm, a quiet anchor to keep me steady, but even his strength was waning.Anna clung to my side, her tiny fingers clutching my shirt, her tear-streaked face buried against me. I brushed her hair with trembling fingers, whispering reassurances that felt more like prayers.“He’ll be okay,” I said softly, trying to convince myself as much as her.Jeff’s jaw was tight, his eyes scanning the horizon, “I should’ve watched him more closely.” He muttered, his voice low.“This isn’t your fault,” I said, though I wasn’t sure if I truly believed it, “Right now, we just need to find him.”The sun dipped lower, painting the sky in hues of gold and orange. The once-crowded beach had begun to clear, leav
Chapter 25Emma’s POVThe next three days felt like stepping into a different world, one filled with laughter, love, and moments I hadn’t dared to dream of for a long time.Jeff had planned everything down to the tiniest detail, creating an adventure that was as magical for the twins, as it was healing for me.Our first stop was the Aspen Zoo, nestled in a scenic valley surrounded by snow covered mountains. The air was crisp, carrying the faint scent of pine, and the twins’ excitement was infectious as we passed through the entrance gates.“Look Mummy, it's a tiger.” Anna squealed, pointing toward the enclosure where a majestic Bengal tiger lay sprawled under a heat lamp, its amber eyes lazily surveying the crowd.Jason, ever the curious one, pressed his face against the glass of the reptile house, his breath fogging up the surface as he stared at a massive green anaconda, “Whoa, look at this snake. Daddy do you think it could eat a whole deer in one bite?”Jeff crouched beside him, h
Emma's POVIt had been a few days since Jeff and I had dinner together. The memory lingered in the back of my mind like the warmth of a fading sunset.We had shared something real that night, a moment where the walls between us had started to come down but reality had a way of creeping back in, and now I was back to my usual routine; juggling work, motherhood, and the complex feelings Jeff’s presence stirred in me.The front door opened, and the sound of small feet pattering on the hardwood floors brought me back to the present. Jason and Anna burst into the house, their laughter filling the air like music. I turned from the kitchen counter, my heart swelling as they raced toward me, their backpacks bouncing with every step.“Mama,” Anna exclaimed, flinging her tiny arms around my waist. Jason wasn’t far behind, squeezing in for a group hug.“Hey, my loves,” I said, kissing the tops of their heads, “How was daycare today?”“It was so fun,” Jason said, his eyes wide with excitement, “M
Emma's POVThe faint echo of footsteps grew louder, each sound like the ticking of a clock winding down.My grip on Jeff's arm tightened, my pulse a frantic drumbeat in my ears. Across from me, Mrs. Williams stood rigid, clutching the edge of the desk as if it were the only thing keeping her grounded."Stay behind me." Jeff whispered, his voice firm but soothing, a sharp contrast to the chaos in my head.Every creak and groan of the office seemed heightened, every shadow more scary.I caught a glimpse of my reflection in the darkened glass window, I was wide-eyed, trembling, vulnerable. This wasn’t me, I wasn’t supposed to be this helpless.The door creaked open, and I stopped breathing. A shadow stretched across the floor like a predator stalking its prey, my heart hammered against my ribcage as Jeff stepped forward, shielding me.“Who’s there?” Jeff demanded, his voice sharp, cutting through the tense silence.A figure stumbled into the room, and for a terrifying second, I was sure
Chapter 21Emma’s POVThe shrill beep of my alarm pierced through the silence, waking me up from a tangled web of uneasy dreams. My hand darted out to silence it, and my blurry eyes landed on the glowing red digits of the clock.7:45AM.A jolt of panic shot through me as I quickly sat up in bed, “Oh no, no, no,” I muttered, tossing the covers aside and springing, literally jumping out of bed.How had I overslept?Well I blame it on the fact that I hadn't returned to bed immediately when I came down to get water in the early hours of the morning. Jeff had kept me company and I had to say, he was not so annoying to be around, at least not anymore. I remember when we had just gotten married back then, I couldn't even look him in the eyes not to talk of being in the same room as him, I was that terrified of him. So I was a little bit awed and intrigued when he sat down with me earlier and we even had a conversation, truth was, I didn't want it to end but all good things must come to an