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BRIAN'S POV I quickly pressed Blair to the floor, instructing her to lay down quietly.Luckily, the lights were turned off, and I couldn't in that moment, love Blair more than I did.I had insisted to keep the lights on, since we still waited for dinner. This had to be the longest night of our lives, and I couldn't help feel sympathy for Blair.This was not at all the life I envisioned for her, or myself. I had enjoyed peace this three years and I hadn't expected the life I so energetically ran from to catch up with me, almost the very minute she walks into my life. I pulled out a gun, heading downstairs to join Steven. “Great, I see you have things under control,” I said, as he shot the last man in the head upon my arrival. “Yes, but there's more of them, we have to go,” he said, running into the apartment. We hurriedly got Blair and headed for the vehicle. We were all in our seats, I in the driver's seat and Blair at the back. Luckily, Stephen got some food before the men ca
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BRIAN'S POV CONTINUESI answered the phone, putting it on speaker phone and I remained as quiet as the grave. We didn't hear a word from the other end either, and it continued for two minutes into the call. I was just about to hang up, when we began to hear very weak, struggling breaths from Steven's end. “Steven,” Blaire called.I immediately hung up.“What did you do that for?” she queried, wearing a confused look. “He might be in captivity,” I replied, throwing the device on the bed, and immediately getting out, walking towards the glass wall.“Or he might be lying somewhere, fighting for his life and too weak to talk,” Blair countered. I was deep in thought and wasn't sure what my next move should be. ‘She did have a point though,’ I thought. Steven and I had codes we lived by. They were a set of rules we properly discussed in times of danger, ever since we were young boys in our early teens. Our rules got reviewed and upgraded as we grew older, but we hadn't discussed any
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BLAIR'S POV “Brian,” “Brian!” I called, as I walked out of the bathroom. I went in to wash my face, as I found that it kept me calm through all of the chaos. It was my coping mechanism, when mother and father would throw hate to my face and I couldn't help thinking what I ever did wrong. “Brian?” I called, with an increasing tone, walking around the apartment. I noticed the car's absence and immediately panicked. “Oh jeez,” I exclaimed, running back to the bedside. Sure, I wanted Stephen safe, but I didn't want him going back there by himself. It was too dangerous, especially since it happened just last night. I noticed a piece of yellow paper on the table and ran for it. “Hey wife, So, you were right, Steven might need my help, and if he doesn't, If all that is left of him is his bloody remains, I will single handedly carry and bury his ashes, giving him the respect of the soldier he deserves. If I do not return after three days, you can call +44 0102 8405630
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BLAIR'S POV CONTINUES Steven followed behind Brian. He had bandages on his head and his arms. I was delighted to see him, but had to fight the urge to rush to him with a hug. My heart was at peace with Stephen, not only because Brian trusted him, he seemed like a very nice and courageous guy, even though we hadn't been personally involved in a lot of conversations. “I'm so sorry,” I said to Brian, leading him by the hand to the bathroom. I washed his wound with the hose shower in the bathroom, apologizing as often as I could. “It's okay,” Brian said.“We might have to stitch this,” he said, staring at his arm, “it's a deep cut,” he added. I sunk further into sadness, realizing that he was right. It was a deep cut, and the blood coming out of it would not stop gushing. “I am so sorry, Brian,” I said for the umpteenth time in twenty minutes.“It's okay, I'm proud of you,” he said. My eyes widened in shock. ‘What was he saying?’ I thought.“At least I know you'd do something in
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BLAIR’S POV CONTINUES I opened my eyes three hours past midday, to a luxurious food tray served by my bedside.Brian had served a plate of rice, chicken sauce, with some boiled eggs on the side, alongside a pack of yogurt. He had also added a plate of chopped fruits, ranging from apples, berries, cherries, mango and orange slices. I wore a broad smile, as I adjusted a pillow, placing it on my thighs and sitting up right. The plating was beautiful, with the fruits chopped into different shapes and arranged in a heart shape. I wanted to be upset at my parents for giving me up to Brian, but I couldn't be more grateful at this point. Marrying Brian had to be the best contribution they had to my life. Although I didn't think that at first, I couldn't help but think back on the last few weeks and how I finally knew happiness, even in the midst of the chaos. Everytime I thought about Brian, it filled my heart with warmth and my lips with smiles. I chewed through my food, which was ev
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BRIAN’S POV “Shit!” I exclaimed as I came out and found the man dead and Steven pacing angrily. “Did he say something?” I asked Steven, “Were you able to get anything out of him?” I asked, hurrying to the man. I lifted his head up and it dropped right back, with his blood still drooling from his mouth. “He said nothing, Brian,” Steven replied. “Shit!” I exclaimed again, keeping the chair by the leg. The man strapped to the chair tumbled backward. “Whoever this is has to have these men under oath,” Steven said, “because why the fuck are they all willing to take his stupid identity to their graves?” Steven's tone was rising and his face showed visible fury. “We have to do something,” I said, pacing the room. “What can we do?” Steven queried, “we've done everything we possibly can, what more can we do?” “I don't know Steve, something, anything!” I yelled, “I'm not a fucking animal, man!” I said, kicking some of the beach sand in the air.“112, come in,”“Come in, 112,” we heard
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BLAIR'S POV “112 reporting, 112 reporting, come in,” I called, very early the next morning. “112,” the first caller responded, “we can't seem to trace your device, situation report?” He demanded. “Yes, sir, I think it's damaged,” I responded. “Abort mission for a hundred men sir, Brian Craig is in custody,” I said.“What?” The boss with the animated voice exclaimed in the background.“112, you had better not be playing games with me,” he said, in a threatening tone. “You know how serious this is to Master X,” the caller said,“Master X, I have Mr. Brian Craig, I just need a vehicle to convey his unconscious body, sir,” I said. I didn't know if he could tell how shaky my voice was, as I uttered every word, shivering from the tip of my hair to those of my feet. “An agent would pick you up in a vehicle in four hours, 112,” the caller said, “be there,” he said, disconnecting the call. I took a deep breath, hiding my fear. I knew Brian only needed the slightest chance to ask me to
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BLAIR'S POV CONTINUES The police had barged in on the scene immediately and Steven led them to the part of the apartment where I left Brian. “Here,” the kind officer handed me a handkerchief, which I placed on my face, drying my tears. “They shot him,” I said in a shaky voice, amidst tears. “They killed him,” I continued in lamentation, seated at the back of the police vehicle. “Ma’am, we can assure you that these men would be brought to book, and we would do all we can for Mr. Craig,” the police officer said. There were five vehicles of the police and while seven of the men had gone in with Steven, about ten police officers surrounded the apartment with ammunition. “This is the BPF, you are surrounded. This is the BPF, you are surrounded,” one of the officers kept calling. The continuous sirens and flashes, noises and gunshots had me shivering and I couldn't bring the flow of my tears to a stop. ‘It’s all my fault,’ I thought, watching the apartment exit closely in anticipat
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