LOGINShare
Chapter One hundred and forty-four
Related chapters
TOO GOOD TO LEAVE TOO BAD TO STAY Chapter One hundred and forty-five
Yesterday was a glorious night, a night to always remember, and there was no overrating it. It was as if Cameron and Lana had both bottled their emotions and let them all out like butterflies in a botanical garden. Lana could have sworn in her life that she never felt that good, and Cameron was just boasting inside of him that he was fulfilled. They had both fallen asleep, naked, not even caring about the open window or the impending rain, which, to their favour, never came. She was woken up the next day by the striking rays of the sun hitting her eyes, and she stretched lazily, hanging over from the emotions she had consumed last night. She turned over and looked at his half-naked body, his lower section covered by the sheets. She stared at him continuously and found herself smiling for no particular reason, daring herself to go on another trip to her personal Disneyland, where they had taken the most adventurous rollercoaster ride ever. As she gazed at him, her eyes traced the
TOO GOOD TO LEAVE TOO BAD TO STAY Chapter One hundred and forty-six
Sally wished she had taken her mother’s offer and advice when she had recommended that she get a driver, but she had waved it off, saying her work was too flexible for that, but here she was, finding the drive back home from the office unbearably tiring. She had had enough work at the office today and had even been invited to the police precinct by one of her rich, spoilt brat clients who had been caught vandalising government property because he was pissed about his phone. He had reportedly smashed the phone with force into the windscreen of a police vehicle and, in anger and frustration, had hit the windscreen with a brick until it came apart. She would have sent one of the small fry to the office, but the client was the son of the former president, and he had broken the windscreen of one of the inspector generals of police who had vehemently displayed his hatred during the client’s father's regime. She knew how the issue could quickly escalate and her client could be surrounded
TOO GOOD TO LEAVE TOO BAD TO STAY Chapter One hundred and forty-seven
Freda sat in her office, going over the activities that were drafted by the company’s human relations team to boost efficiency and productivity among the staff. Against her wishes, they had printed it on hard paper and had it submitted to her desk, and she realised their decision was the best way, although it required defying her direct orders.Her mind drifted to the impending issue at hand, and she reached for her phone, putting a call through to the legal team to know about the latest updates.As usual, they kept her going with the news that we’re doing something about it, and she hung up the phone, a little disappointed, not knowing what to expect. Looking around the office and even standing up to close the office door to be sure she wasn’t being snooped on, she picked up the phone and called the person she had sent on a private assignment.“How is it? Are you done with it?”“Not yet, though the first phase is currently in development. Just calm down and use your seatbelt; you’re
TOO GOOD TO LEAVE TOO BAD TO STAY Chapter One hundred and forty-eight
Sally, unsure of who she had a case with that could go this far, drove straight to the police precinct, not even daring to use her brakes for a moment. The police precinct stood proudly in the centre of the city, its gate lit with a statue of the police badge. Sally drove in, nodding her head at the security man, and could only breathe when she was inside the protective confines of the station. Once inside the station, she rolled down her protective window, coughing at the impact of the fresh breeze hitting her face. She looked around for the detective who had called, and she saw him on the far side of the station, walking towards her car. “Good evening, Miss Sally,” he greeted, hands resting on his hips. “There is nothing good about the evening, detective,” she responded shakily. “Talk to me; what did you see?” “Someone after my life.” “I am going to need you to calm down and tell me what happened.” “Okay, I just got back from work and I went to my residence. I have no staff
TOO GOOD TO LEAVE TOO BAD TO STAY Chapter One hundred and forty-nine
The knock became louder and more frequent, and whoever was on the other side of the door didn’t seem ready to stop knocking until someone answered. With instincts kicking in instantly, the detective removed his gun and ordered Sally to stay back, going for the door knob with trained caution.“Hello, who’s there?”“We heard a loud noise from here; is everything alright?”“Yes, we are alright.”“We need to make sure; please open the door.”“Can I choose not to?”"No, sir, the company's policy demands that you open this door for a full security sweep. You have five minutes to open up, or we’re coming in either way.”“Okay, okay, I’m coming,” the detective answered, and he moved towards the door, his gun still in front of him as he turned the knob.The door opened to reveal the hotel’s security staff, heavily armed with different artillery and tools. They greeted Sally and the detective,“Why do you have a weapon? Are you licensed to carry that?”“I’m a detective with the police departmen
TOO GOOD TO LEAVE TOO BAD TO STAY Chapter One hundred and fifty
Lana picked up the call and placed the phone on her car’s docking panel, switching to her wireless earphones. It was Sally again. “Do you think I should tell mom about this?” “No, don’t tell her. It could cause damage to her and make her unsettled.” “Oh okay. When are you coming to see me, though?” “I am already on my way. I should be there in forty minutes; just hang on a little more.” "Okay, I will be expecting you.” “Have you called the detective this morning?” “He had a very late night because of me; I wouldn’t want to disturb him this early in the morning. “No problem. What would you like me to pick up for you at the supermarket?” “Hygiene products; I left in a rush, and I’m too scared to even go out of the hotel room.” “Noted, hang in there,” and she ended the call, focusing on the traffic-laden road ahead of her. Lana stopped at the next convenience store she noticed and picked up the hygiene products just as her friend had ordered them alongside some other products.
TOO GOOD TO LEAVE TOO BAD TO STAY Chapter One hundred and fifty one
Lana’s POV We had lunch by ourselves at a simple yet elegant restaurant across the hotel where Sally had taken up temporary residence. She was still agitated by the whole thing that happened—that much was evident—but thankfully, we were beginning to get it in the back of our minds. Sally had hinted that she suspected someone, and I wanted to ask who it was. If she was thinking about the same person as I was, it could not be a coincidence, right? But then, I also did not want to reopen wounds when they were still just newly bandaged. We said nothing as we ate. While I tried to think of the best way to brush through the topic with Sally without agitating her further, I knew Sally had a lot on her plate, and I wondered if I should disturb her. Thankfully, a call came in, ripping me out of my dilemma. I said a silent prayer to whoever the caller was before glancing at the caller ID on the screen to see that it was none other than Cameron himself. Unconsciously, my face gave way t
TOO GOOD TO LEAVE TOO BAD TO STAY Chapter One hundred and fifty-two
The drive back home was short. As expected, I met Cameron with the children. He gleamed at me from the counter, where he was, and waved his soapy hand at me. “You just missed lunch.” He announced. “What’s up?” I threw my bag on one of the bar stools and went over, embracing him from behind and drinking in his scent. “A lot.” I answered. “But I already had lunch; thank you. I had to; Sally was too distraught.” He turned around, carefully plucking me away from him. “What happened? Is she alright?” I shrugged and moved to the fridge, scowling at its contents before finally settling for a bottle of water, which I downed in three gulps. “I hope so. She is trying to hold up well, but I can tell she’s breaking apart.” I shuddered as the image of the bird flashed through my mind again. “Okay, skip the suspense. Tell me what happened.” “She called during the wee hours of the morning, and I went to see her today. She sounded so disordered, frantic, and scared, so unlike herself, and it
Latest chapter
TOO GOOD TO LEAVE TOO BAD TO STAY Chapter Two hundred and three
TOO GOOD TO LEAVE TOO BAD TO STAY Chapter Two hundred and two
TOO GOOD TO LEAVE TOO BAD TO STAY Chapter Two hundred and one
TOO GOOD TO LEAVE TOO BAD TO STAY Chapter Two hundred
TOO GOOD TO LEAVE TOO BAD TO STAY Chapter One hundred and Ninety-nine
TOO GOOD TO LEAVE TOO BAD TO STAY Chapter One hundred and ninety-eight
TOO GOOD TO LEAVE TOO BAD TO STAY Chapter One hundred and ninety-seven
TOO GOOD TO LEAVE TOO BAD TO STAY Chapter One hundred and ninety-six
TOO GOOD TO LEAVE TOO BAD TO STAY Chapter One hundred and Ninety-five
