Jack was shaken by this visit and realized that Nicole's disappearance was severe.
He went to their favorite hang-out spot, and they spent a lot of time by the train; one particular hang-out spot was on the roof of the train; although Nicole was no longer his priority, deep down, he still cared about her well-being.
Angela heard the door downstairs opening and shutting close, she looked through the bedroom window where she saw Jack wearing a hoody with a neon dragon on the back, and she noticed the Cadillac had started to follow her brother.
Angela then climbed into her old mom's old sedan and followed the Cadillac; the guy in the passenger seat was taking pictures; why were they suspecting her brother, 'well, whatever is happening, Angela needs to warn her brother.
Angela took her cell phone and called her brother, he was in her eyesight, and she saw Jack taking the phone from his pocket, looking at it, and putting it back.
"Dammit, Jack."
Angela wanted to accelerate and overtake the detective, but that would look too obvious; she sent him a text.
"the cops are following you."
He never took his phone until she missed the call.
When Angela saw him reading the text, she ended the call; Jack stopped as the Cadillac came to a halt.
Angela stopped a few meters behind them "do not look back, Jack, she whispered under her breath.
Jack then walked to the opposite side of the road and walked into a corner house, that is where the footballer stayed; why would he go to the house Rick was staying in, " what if Rick had something to do with this disappearance of Nicole, he would be implicating him. "What are you doing? I told you, you're being following; don't you think Rick is also a suspect?"
Jack took out his phone, looked at it, and put it back into his pocket, "did you get that, Jim? I told you something happened to that girl, and they are hiding something."
"You know Fred, being a detective all these years, I can tell you, you are wrong on this one, my friend."
He was last seen with her, and my suspicions are on those two; they are hiding something.
"What are you doing here, mate?"
"Have you heard of Nicole?"
"Of course I have. Are you forgetting I am the one who is dating Nicole, mate?"
"No, I have not forgotten, and trust me, I do not have any intentions with your girl; you are forgetting what you did behind my back, my good old friend."
Jack placed his hand on Rick's shoulder, "have you forgotten it's that stupid game of yours that created this mess we are in now? I have detectives following me,
"So I must stay here for about an hour."
Rick became pale; he felt a wild, sudden stab of fear assault him strange pain rose in his throat, anxiety, fear jerked a sharp breath, the color drained from his face spasm of fear crossed his face
Blood pounded in his ears as adrenaline burst into his veins, a feeling of something squeezing his chest
making his knees weak as sweat beaded his brow; "the detectives are following you?
"Yes, you look pale. Is there something I need to know?"
Jack clenched his fist. No, of course not, Rick answered, "well, you can't stay here; you have to go; the detectives might think we know something."
"We do not know anything, so why are you panicking?"
"Me panicking, no, never, I am fine," Rick nervously laughed as he stood up from the sofa and walked Jack over to the door. "It was good seeing you; I will let you know if I hear anything."
Turning, Jack walked out of the door and noticed the car with the detectives. They were pretending to go about their own business. Jack then walked back to the house, where he found Angela seated.
Angela approached her brother. "Why are they following you?" Jack shrugged his shoulders. "Do you have any involvement with the disappearance of Nicole?"
"Excuse me?"
"You heard me, Jack; what were you doing at Rick's house?"
"I just went to pay him a visit."
"Oh please, we all know you can't stand each other."
Please, Angela, get a grip. I don't have the energy to entertain this.
Angela had walked to the lounge, and she somehow had a feeling that her brother was hiding something, and whatever it was he was hiding, she would find out; she had two days before campus.
Angela and Jack were never close; they barely spoke.
Jack had a reputation as a badass guy; most of his peers looked up to him, and he was popular with his convertible car and always wore a leather jacket. Angela, being beautiful and intelligent other women were jealous of her.
Not being the biological daughter of Mr. Fox, an influential lawyer, she spent a lot of time in her room and at the library; she had one close friend Chloe, who was kind-hearted and sweet; others would say too sweet for this cruel world.
Chloe was shy and intelligent; she wore reading glasses, had blonde hair but dyed it red, and had a beautiful smile; she sat at the corner of a train, her petite figure leaning against the window sill, deeply immersed in thoughts.
She had an erect figure even though she was petite. Her arms were gently folded, and her legs were folded crossly.
Her bosom was well mature for her age. Her face showed she was lost in thoughts. Her face was calm, and a slight smile spread across her face.
She had a crush on Jack but barely exchanged two words with him, and she had typed multiple messages to him but then ended up deleting them.
She had heard of Nicole and had seen what had happened that night with Nicole; she vaguely remembered a fire in the woods with students, and Nicole had a blindfold on, they were intoxicated, and they were laughing and pushing her, then stripped her down.
Everyone knew what had happened before she ran into the woods except Angela, who was not invited to that party.
They could all get in trouble; Chloe sat on the train wanting to tell Angela what had happened, but with Jack always being around, 'they' would find out, and she would be called a snitch.
Jack had feelings for Chloe but never told her; dating her would mean his bad-boy reputation could be ruined, as everyone saw her as a shy geek, which is why they invited her, but Jack protected Chloe; he knew their intentions and told them.
Nicole would be an easier target, as his sister would start asking questions, and the student knew Angela wouldn't stop until she had found the answers she was looking for.
No one dared to pick on Angela, knowing her dad is a top lawyer and her brother Jack would hurt anyone who hurts his sister; Jack had once beat up a kid so severely with a baseball bat that he was walking on crutches for months. Nothing happens to Jack because his dad is a powerful man.
As Chloe stood up to climb off the train, three men came walking up to her, standing around her, she nervously looked around, and as she tried to pass them, the guy in front of her pulled out a pocket knife, leaning over.
"Where do you think you are going, pretty one." At this moment, Chloe knew if she didn't do something now, even though there were people on the train, they would end up doing something terrible to her.
"Chloe then reached her right hand into her bag, searching for her pepper spray, then one of the other guys grabbed her hand, squeezing it; careful now, don't do anything stupid.
As the train came to a stop, Tom and a few of his friends boarded the train; Tom was on the football team and was close friends with Jack, Tom, and Chloe; we were in the same science class.
He wears his number eight Broadwing's Blue and yellow Jacket; he has short blonde hair, is masculine, and is six foot tall with blue eyes. He turned and noticed the three guys standing around Chloe and noticed she looked afraid.
Tom had nudged Jimmy, and when Chloe looked up, the three guys followed her eyes. Tom, without hesitation, walked up to the guys. Chloe, why are you standing here? Stand over there with us. Jimmy and the other two guys followed Tom; Tom had noticed the guy holding a pocket knife.
"Boy, do you want to get yourself killed today?" Jimmy noticed a gun on the waist of one of the thugs; Jimmy placed his hand on Tom's shoulder to make him aware these guys were carrying more than just a pocket knife.
Instead, Tom ignored Jimmy, grabbing the guy's hand. "No, Tom" Chloe had noticed the gun.
Angela en Rogan had a good night together, while Jessica had a terrible night.Claire returned to the safe house and asked for jack, but Jack had disappeared, and nobody knew where he had gone to. Will he come back, and why does Claire need him?What will happen in the safe house? Will there be more drama, or can they finely solve their differences?A lot is waiting to happen, but for now, it is still a mystery.-To be continued-Let us know what you think of this first book. There are more to follow.We would love to know your ideas of what might happen with them in the following books.
"You like her, don't you?""Like who, Nicole?""Do not act dumb, Jack. I saw how you looked at Jessica.”"Guys, it's one in the morning. What is going on?”Jack looked at his sister and shook his head. Nicole had been crying; Angela sat beside Nicole, squeezed her hand, then let out a gentle smile, "want to tell me what happened?"Nicole looked up at Angela, “it's Jack. He likes Jessica.”Angela was waiting for Nicole to say something."You know we love and care about you and will always be here for you, but you and my brother split up before the accident.”Jessica stood outside the door, hearing the conversation. She couldn't help but feel relieved that Angela had talked with Nicole. She looked across the passage and saw Jack's room light was on. Jessica tip-toed over to his room and looked inside. He sat with something in his hand; she couldn't make it out what it was.“He stil
“Why is everyone afraid of him?” Nicole asked."Well, sooner or later, you will know more about him. Rogan is not the type of guy you see here; he is a well-known international person, and people he deals with are in the underworld.”“The underworld?” Nicole said."Yes, where the money laundering, drugs gangs, and druglords are. He spent billions on creating that market. Have you heard of the site salt that comes from the dark web? Well, Rogan has the real thing running.”"Does that not create alot of enemies? Make people dislike you?""Of course. Why do you think I kept my identity a secret?"My brother never exposes himself, which is why I am surprised we came here. Angela looked over at Jessica, "what about you, Jessica? How do you feel about all this?""Angela, we've come a long way. You would know how I feel about it but, just like." Angela stopped her, “rather not say.”Jess
"Sorry, Angela, for bringing it up. It's better to let it out than to keep it bottled up, being uncertain."Nicole looked ahead and sunk in her seat, “it's him, "it's him, the guy who raped me."She pointed at a fifty-year-old white guy with a thirteen-year-old girl standing next to him. "Stop this car immediately,” Jessica demanded.Angela pulled over to the car, and Jessica walked up behind the older man, pulled out her gun, and shot him in the back of his head in broad daylight. Angela ducked down in the car, "what did you just do?""You saw what I did. That asshole deserved it.""He did, but come on, in broad daylight, we can't go doing shit like that in broad daylight.”Nicole sat in silence, watching the two girls talk. Jessica dared to kill the man in broad daylight for her sake. No one would do what Jessica did; she showed no emotion or remorse for what she had just done. “What if they saw the license plate An
Arriving at the hospital, Nicole and the others are waiting for the doctor."Don’t be nervous. You will be fine.""I dont feel that way. Right now, my heart is beating fast."She takes Angela's hand, placing it on her chest. "can you feel that?"Angela nods, "you will be fine try not to overthink it."Jessica is sitting on the opposite chair, is becoming impatient, then stands up and walks over to the reception. A young lady with red curly hair wearing red lipstick and a formal black skirt looks up."Can I help you, mam?""I don’t know, mam, if you are capable of doing anything else than sit there ignoring instead of lifting your ass off that chair and coming over to us to tell us what the holdup is?"The receptionist flickers her eyebrows, looking down at her file, then looks ups, "The doctor will let me know when I can let you in.""Is that not the whole reason we call in for an appointment?""Yes, b
"How do you know Rogan again?" Nicole stood with her arms folded, tapping her foot on the ground.Jack walked up to her, "Nicole, we broke up that day before you left. I am not sure if you remember that day. We went out separate ways saying no hard feelings.”Nicole eased her arms to her side and walked over to the window, staring out, "if we broke up, why am I here?""Because you have been through alot and me and my sister want to make sure you get treatment. After all, we both lost families."Nicole's eyes became teary, "so you never loved me?" She said, staring out the window and looking at the tree and the rain."I loved you, Nicole, but we both agreed we were better off as friends.""How do I know you are telling the truth and not just saying so because Jessica is here?""Jessica and I never had the connection we had. What we had was amazing. We built memories and had a great time together."Nicole folded her arms, s