His heart impulse accelerated as he anticipated the bad news. Just then, all his fears and worries came rushing in like a flood of water, infiltrating his thought process and disrupting his attention. “Sam, we've received intel that the target has moved locations," Ryder said interrupting Arthur's thoughts, his voice firm. "We need to adjust our plan accordingly.“What do you mean?” Sam's voice was also firm. He glanced at Arthur to see his facial expressions and as expected, Arthur was already pissed with the change.Arthur's mind has been occupied with the information Kelly had told him earlier on.“I knew we never did such but why do I have such an odd feeling about this,” but he brushed it off with just a shake of the head, he knew he had to focus. "What's the new location?" he asked, trying to sound calm."It's an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town. We planned on making our way there once we got a hold of him," Ryder replied. "We need to move quickly, as we don't kn
The fear in Scott Freedman's eyes was all Arthur wanted to see, that fear was what he was longing for. “So you can be scared after all,” Arthur said, his voice low and as deep as the ocean, sending shivers down Scott's spine. “Don't hurt them, I'll do whatever you want please, just don't hurt my family,” Scott pleaded, his eyes teary and his voice dripping with fear while he was shaking. “I would have reconsidered because you are my father's friend but seeing how you murdered them cold blooded with no remorse…." Arthur smirked, grinning from ear to ear. "We can talk this through," Scott tried reasoning with him but Arthur gave him no ears. He cocked his gun and Scott whimpered. "Bring them out," he signalled Ryder and he went in. Scott followed Ryder's every movement to know what he wanted to bring out whilst his heart was pounding hard in his chest, loud for everyone to hear and his breath panting like never before. Ryder disappeared into the shadows, leaving Scott's imaginati
After the whole incident, Arthur went outside to meet with Sam. The dark cloud had suddenly changed and the sun was rising. The sky was becoming clear.“You've finally gotten your revenge. I hope it has restored some peace within you," Sam said immediately as he acknowledged Arthur's presence.“Yes actually, and it feels so good,” Arthur said, relieved.They both stared at the morning as they felt the cool breeze.“I guess we have to leave now,” Sam said. “Ryder and the boys are clearing the place now and they'll go home later.” Arthur sighed, closing his eyes but was interrupted by a buzzing sound. He brought out his phone from his right pocket and there it was, Kelly again. “It's Kelly,” he muttered. “I think you should go meet her. And talk things out with her. She seemed worried over the phone plus, clean yourself up. You smell of blood mixed with sweat. It's revulsive,” Sam closed his nose backing away from Arthur.“Shut up. What is the time? How long have we been here?” Arth
His words shattered her to her bones. Her heart sank and tears flowed from her face. “Why?” She asked, her voice shaky and low in a whisper. All these attempts, and Arthur still ignored her. “Why Arthur? Don't ignore me please!’” she yelled, gaining his attention. He turned abruptly to her, his eyebrow curled in a scowl as he stared at her. “This is exactly why. You're just so... I don't even know the right words to use to describe what it is that you do,” h3 said, pissed by her tantrums. “Why can't you give me a chance? Just one chance….” “To do what exactly? Huh? Kelly, I've told you. This thing you want…” he gestured his hands between them, “it cannot work. You were and still like a sister to me. A sister I never had but now you're taking things too far.” Kelly stared at him silently as she let the tears fall without trying to wipe them. She felt her world crumble because of the rejection. “I'm going downstairs now,” Arthur announced, leaving her in his room. Immediately
Arthur Cassius was silent for a moment thinking of the best way to get in. If he says the wrong thing, she might not open the door, so the only way is to agree to all that she was asking.“Listen, to me Kelly. I want to be very honest with you right now,” Arthur started, his voice calm and soothing. “The truth is that I love you. I don't know how to put it but it is the honest truth. I also want to apologise for how I've been treating you lately. It's very unfair and so unkind of me,” he paused, then sighed, and leaned his weight on the door.“I have been through a lot lately and it's hard to even share those feelings and experiences with anyone. I hope you understand how I feel about it,” he concluded, hoping she buys the lies, well, it all wasn't a lie though. He has gone through a lot and he's trying to adjust and maintain his ground but she was making it very difficult for him.Suddenly, the door knob opened and Kelly stepped out. “Kelly,” Arthur said his voice came out low but
Arthur Cassius tried to steady his breathing as he laid his eyes on Kelly Brownson. Her request seemed to be impossible for him but he has to somehow get out of the situation.“Kelly....” he began slowly walking up to her. “Your request is quite difficult. Why don't we just keep things steady for a while?” He looked up at her, trying to keep his eyes promising and trying to hide the truth beneath them.“I mean, I just found out about your feelings for me. I feel it's right to take it slow than to rush into marriage,” he said, his voice gentle and tender.“I still have one more question for you. And I want you to be very honest with me, can you do that for me?” Kelly nodded, her eyes not leaving his. “Okay. You told your parents you were pregnant. Is that true? And who really is the baby's father?” He said, trying not to offend her.She stayed quiet, “I already told you. Why make me repeat myself? Do you think I'm a liar?”“No, no... That is not the case at all. I just want to know t
Kelly took Arthur home and when they arrived, he immediately went to his bedroom and laid down. His head was really light due to the drink he took, and it was really weighing on him.“Is everything okay?” Kelly asked which startled him. He forgot Kelly was still with him in the house.“Yeah. I just had a lot to drink,” he said grudgingly as his head was aching really bad. The room fell quiet for a while before Kelly's footsteps began retreating, she then paused and turned off the light switch.“Why did you do that?” Arthur questioned.“I noticed you were tired so I wanted to ease you. Make your muscles relax a bit,” she said, her voice soothing as she walked closer to him. “Relax?” Arthur repeated, his voice slightly slurred. “I need to sleep. I want to sleep. My head aches right now,” he complained."Okay, sorry," Kelly said, her voice soft. "I just wanted to help," she said, now her tone is a bit softer than before. This made Arthur's instincts kick in. But he didn't respond to
Something snapped Kelly Brownson out of her thoughts, and she widened her eyes, she glanced around her until her eyes landed on the knife. “Ddn't I just kill myself?” She was confused as to why she was still alive.Her mind was reeling with questions and confusion as she turned her head to see Arthur staring back at her. He was still standing by the bed, his eyes fixed on her with the mixture of disinterest and annoyance.“Aren't you going to do it?” His voice interrupted her thought process.“Huh?” She asked, confused.“What are you doing now? Or have you suddenly gone dumb or something?" Arthur asked, his voice laced with sarcasm. “You brought out that knife to stab who? Maybe me?"Kelly's gaze darted around the room, trying to make sense of what had just happened.“I could have sworn it was real,” she looked at the knife again, and then back at Arthur.“I'm sick and tired of this Kelly,” Arthur lamented. “Always trying to get attention but now, you've gone overboard, by bringing