Linda’s POVIt was early in the morning, maybe around five-thirty. So yeah, it was really early. I rolled out of bed to my alarm ringing. I had taken into my new routine, jogging by six. I would do some stretches, grab my water bottle, eat a breakfast bar, and do a few things before leaving. I took my phone as I headed to the bathroom, the light in the room was still off but my eyes were already adjusted to the dark so I had nothing to worry about. Checking the notifications on my screen, I happened to see one that caught my attention. And the one that had caught it was a notification from my banking app that a million dollars had been withdrawn. “What the f*ck?” I asked under my breath, rubbing my eyes to make sure that I was seeing this right. A million dollars? This had to be Chris, it had to be. But why would he withdraw that kind of money without talking to me first? We had discussed and come to an understanding about tour finances, hence the joint bank account. I double-che
Linda’s POVAs I bent down to pick up the yellow folder, a sense of curiosity mingled with the remnants of my annoyance. It felt too deliberate, too calculated to be a mere accident. Or maybe I was being paranoid. I had been through a lot, so it would make sense if I was just analyzing things way too deeply. “Gosh, I’m so sorry, are you okay?” The woman asked me, she was very pretty and looked innocent. But that did not mean that she was.I flashed her a smile and said, “Yeah, I’m good. It’s alright, don't worry about it, we all make mistakes.” I handed the folder to her.“Oh, that’s not for me,” She replied smoothly, without missing a beat. “It belongs to you.”I furrowed my eyebrows, shaking my head slowly as I glanced at the folder once more. It felt very light in my hand.I chuckled lightly. “I’m sorry but I don’t think it is.” I gestured for her to take it from my hand. I knew that it belonged to her, so why was she pretending that I didn’t?I had seen it fall from her when she
Linda’s POVI was standing there, looking at him. What was I going to tell him? How was I going to explain this?And the thing was, I had to explain it, I could not lie, he already had the folder. My best guess was that he had gone through its content too.“It’s complicated,” I began, adjusting the towel around my body. I did not mind that he was in here while I was almost naked, with only a towel.I did not care, and neither did he. That was how we had grown up. “Complicated how? Linda, do we need to call the police?” He stood to his feet, closing the folder and holding it in his hand.My eyes lingered on it for a few seconds before I looked at him. “Okay, I will explain. But no police. And you have to give me time to get dressed.”He squinted his eyes a bit while he stared at me. After a few seconds, he nodded. “Okay, but the folder comes with me.”“Ben…”“It’s not up for negotiation,” He replied as he walked towards the door, unlocking it and then stepping outside. I sighed and t
Linda’s POVRisks. Life was full of them, and honestly, I don’t think that we could run away from them. After that early morning jog that I could not finish because of the fear that was now gripping my heart, I now had to deal with a creepy note from god-knows who. And that was not all, this person had been watching me. This house was protected, like, very protected. So it caused goosebumps to cover my skin when I thought about the fact that the person who had made sure that I got the folder had managed to get a picture of me sleeping in my bed. The very scary thing was that it did not look zoomed or anything. It looked as if the person was right on the balcony that was separated by a glass door in my room. Could it be a guard that worked here and he wanted to blackmail me for some money? Could it be some random person from the internet? I was the wife of a CEO billionaire, and after Chris’s scandal, my face had been plastered on almost all of the internet and news channels. So y
Linda’s POVI could not help but chuckle a bit. I was grateful for our mother, she was sweet and very humble. Despite the fact that she was the wife of a rich and successful businessman, she was not prideful in the least. “Let’s hurry up and wrap this up before Mom gets suspicious, you know how she gets,” Ben advised, standing to his feet and placing his phone back into his pocket. “So, um…as I was saying, we need to find out who took the picture. From what it looks like, I don’t think it was zoomed.” The thought of someone standing right outside of the glass door that led to my balcony, watching me, sent a chill down my spine. The thought of calling the police and letting them handle this was tempting but I did not want to make this even worse than it already was. At least if I knew who was behind it, then I could involve the authorities, and even Fallon, because she worked with the FBI also. “That’s sick,” Ben murmured. “I’m so sorry,” He tried to comfort me, but I shrugged it o
Linda’s POVAfter breakfast, I was full and I helped my Mom clear the table. Our father had already left and for once, did not complain about being late for work. I think that was because Ben and I were back home after so long. But mainly, I think it was because Ben had taken the time to explain about Mitch to him and Mom. He had also explained about Fallon and how he and I were her puppets. But he did something that I was so happy about. Or he did not do something that I was so happy about, and that was not telling our parents about what he and I had done: the killings. When I was done helping Mom and she had gone out to get her hair done, Ben and I decided that it was time to get our plan into action. The plan to going to the head of security and finding the footage that could possibly reveal the identity of the person who had taken the photo of me sleeping. Ben led the way because honestly, I had forgotten where the security building was in the compound. As we headed in the dir
Linda’s POVThe building was one of those modern and fancy ones. It was very nice and when we walked into the lobby, we noticed how minimalistic it was.We headed towards the front desk, the air feeling colder due to the ACs blasting cold air everywhere. “Hi, how may I help you?” The lady behind the desk asked. She had curly hair and honey-colored eyes. “Um, my name is Ben Wells, and this is my sister.” My brother gestured towards me to speak. I flashed the lady a warm smile and then said, “My name is Linda Wells Kingston.” Her eyes perked up a bit at the mention of my last name. “You’re a Kingston?” She asked. My brows furrowed a bit and I nodded as a shaky smile danced on my lips. “Is something wrong?”“Oh, no.” She was quick to respond. “I was just a bit…impressed that you have that last name, considering they’re one of the richest and most influential families in the world.” She chuckled. I forced a smile, my brain reminding me about how terrible that family was. My heartbea
Linda’s POVIn the office of the guy, I could not help but look around. It was a nice place. The theme from the exterior of the building and from the lobby kept reoccurring. It was the same here, minimalism. Our seats were comfortable and so was the silence as the guy was sitting behind his desk, typing on his computer very fast. I felt like I should not interrupt him and I think Ben felt the same because he just stayed quiet. After a full minute or two of just sitting in silence, the guy finally spoke. “Hi,” He said, his voice gentle and respectful, though I did not think that making us wait for a minute or two was as respectful. “Hello there,” I replied to him. “Hi,” Ben said in response, adjusting himself in his seat. “I think the lady at the front desk already told you about our requests, right?” He nodded. “Yes, she did. That was what I was working on, I’m sorry for making you guys wait,” He apologized. “So would we be able to get the footage of our place from last night?”
Linda’s POVWe managed to get out of the burning room, and I swear I think I got a few burns but the adrenaline drowned the pain out. We were headed out and had no idea where the exit was due to how much smoke and fire was assaulting us from almost everywhere.The pinching pain in my belly was growing and as much as I tried to brush it off, it was getting harder to do with each step that I took.Suddenly, the roof caved in and fell to the ground causing us to be separated by angry flames. I was stuck on the other side and Chris and the others were away from me.Fear filled me and I took a few careful steps away from the raging fire. “Help!” I exclaimed.“Keep calm, Linda. We will find a way to get to you, but for now, I would recommend that you keep moving.” He pointed towards the ceiling.When I looked up, I saw that the fire was eating it up, it could fall at any second. “Okay!” I said loudly, so I could be heard above all the commotion. When I turned around to start moving, I was
Linda’s POVI had never been so scared in my life, the room held a tension that I could not describe. It felt like a nightmare, a real one.It felt like I was hallucinating all of this, but deep down, I knew that I was not. This was real, and it was something that I could not escape from. “Please, think about the baby,” I begged Mr. Kingston, tears flowing from my eyes and snot running down my nose.“Did you think of the baby before you and your friends decided to f*ici up my life?” He asked, dark humor dancing in his eyes.“Light them up,” he said, walking away. In seconds he was out of the room. Kirby flashed me a sad look before her features hardened again. She then walked out, the doctor guy following her.I sniffled and then sobbed out even more. I was beginning to smell gasoline, the smell was overwhelming. Sh*t, they were going to burn us up. My vision got blurred for a few seconds before I blinked the tears away, making it clear again.The door opened and I saw Kirby and th
Linda’s POVThe call went through but after a few rings, there was no answer. My heart was thumping in my chest and more tears threatened to spill from my eyes due to fear.“You better hope she answers, we are on a tight schedule,” Kirby warned me in a hard tone. I was praying for that too. “Call her again, maybe her phone is on Do Not Disturb,” I tried to find an explanation.“Hmm,” She mumbled in response before deciding to make the call again. This time, Fallon answers on the third ring.I let out a breath that I did not know I was holding. Kirby brought the phone close to me and put it on speakerphone. “This better be important, because I’m very busy right now,” Fallon said, it sounded like she was on a busy street because I could hear the sound of cars and people being people in the background. “It is,” I replied. “Fallon, I need your help; Chris and I have been kidnapped. The like went quiet for a few seconds and then she broke the silence. “Linda?” “Yes, Fallon, please…hur
Linda’s POVBeing bound was not a nice experience, the ropes were so tight that every time I would try to move, they would pinch my skin.But I had made my decision, I wanted to come out of here alive. I wanted my baby to come out of here alive, so I was going to do everything I was told to do no matter how messed up it would be.Kirby and the guy who I thought was a doctor soon walked out of the room, leaving me with the guy who was not too far from me.I knew it was a man because of his build but I could not tell who he was. He was wearing old and ragged clothes and seemed to be unconscious because his head was bent over in a weak way.“Are you okay?” I asked, attempting to see if he was awake even though I felt he was not. There was no reply. So I sighed and then glanced around the room, looking to see if I could find a way of escape, but it seemed like the only way to get out here was through the door.There were two windows in the room but both of them had iron bars that did not
Linda’s POVThe car soon came to a stop, it had been a long ride. “Take her inside,” Kirby commanded and the Doctor did as he was asked. He opened the door and got down before gesturing that I do the same. I did not want to be hurt and did not want my baby to be hurt either so I did as he told me. I got down from the car and glanced around. It was now dark but the lights from on the property were impressively bright. Acres of land stretched from both sides that I looked at, and a huge stood not too far from me. It looked like a castle. It was stunning but it had a dark energy that caused my heart to skip a beat. I already knew who was behind this. I mean, I had my suspicions at first but they had now been confirmed. The thought of Chris entered my mind and I felt a heaviness that I could not ignore. Why did they have me tell him that I was on a street that we were miles away from? Had it been a way to get him alone so they could harm him? Oh my gosh, I did not know what I would do
Chris’s POVKidnapped? The word rang in my ear over and over, and I could barely hear a thing after she had said that. The car behind mine honked loudly and I was pulled out of my trance. “Clink Street? You said you’re being held at Clink Street?” I needed to make sure that I had heard her right. “Yes…” Her voice broke before a shudder followed shortly after. Then the call dropped. I tried to call but there was no answer. So I tried again; again and again. And with the cars honking behind me as I was parked at the traffic light, blocking their way, I knew that I had to put it all aside for only a few seconds. My mind raced as I tried to make sense of what had just happened. Lind, my wife, was kidnapped. The thought was incomprehensible, surreal. But I could not afford to dwell on it. I had to act, I had to act fast. With a deep breath, I refocused on the present. The light that was was still green, so I finally drove and ignored the road rage that I was getting as I pulled to the
Linda’s POVMy heart skipped a beat, a cold fear gripping me as I realized something was terribly wrong. Panic surged within me, but I tried to keep my voice steady. “What do you mean, you lied?” I demanded, my voice trembling despite my efforts to remain calm. Dr. Adam’s smile faded, replaced by a chilling expression that sent shivers down my spine. “You, Linda,” He said softly, his ice blue eyes locking onto mine with unsettling intensity, “You’re not going to another room as you already can tell, you’re going to a little place called ‘Pay Back’.” I immediately jumped out of the wheelchair and tried to run for my life but I fell to the hard ground. We were in the parking place, basement level. “Help!” I screamed at the top of my lungs but it was like there was not even a soul there. As I hit the ground, pain shot through my body, but fear propelled me to my feet again. Adrenaline surged through my veins as I fought to escape, but Dr. Adam was quick to react. He grabbed my arm lik
Linda’s POVI could barely speak, the pain overwhelming me as I doubled over on the bathroom floor. Every fiber of my being screamed with agony, and I feared for the safety of my unborn child. I already knew what it was, what was causing the pain. This was not my first rodeo, it was not the first time that it had happened. Aunt Maze and William rushed into the room, their expressions filled with alarm as they saw me writhing in pain. “What’s going on?” Aunt Maze exclaimed, her voice tinged with worry. I struggled to find the words amidst the agony that consumed me. “It’s the bullet…it’s moving and must be hitting one of my organs,” I managed to gasp out, tears stinging my eyes as another wave of pain washed over me. Fallon’s eyes widened with realization. “We need to get her to the hospital, now,” She said urgently, her voice plastered with panic. With her support, I managed to rise to my feet, the pain still stabbing at my abdomen with each step. Aunt Maze and William sprang int
Linda’s POVMy heart skipped a beat at the revelation, the gravity of the situation sinking in. The Kingstons had vanished without a trace, the police had no way of knowing where they were. I wanted to ask how that was even possible. But I already knew the answer to that. Power, money, and influence. They had found a way to disappear because of who they were. “What do you mean disappeared?” Chris demanded, his voice smeared with urgency. “How could a prison transport vehicle just f*cking disappear?” Sergeant Thompson’s tone remained solemn. “We are still trying to ascertain the details, but it appears to have been a deliberate act. We suspect foul play.” “Of course, there was,” I heard Fallon say under her breath before letting out a string of curses. The car we were in was more of a van and we could all fit in easily. My mind raced with so many possibilities, each one more terrifying than the last. Had all of this been orchestrated from the start? Was he planning revenge right n