Mikael’s POVI followed behind Acker, but instead went through the front door. So by the time I reached the other building, it was already over. The lights were sun and I took in the entire tension of the environment, barely resisting the urge to have a smoke. Madden didn’t seem too happy and I doubted the smell of cigarettes would help my case any.“Who were you sending these to?” Acker held the front of the man’s shirt and I cocked a brow at the loss of control from him. Acker was filled with fury, and i watched the encounter for a bit, from the sidelines.“N-no one!” The man we had caught had sweat on his brows, and shook his head eagerly. I raised a brow, as Acker swiftly grabbed the man’s head and pressed the sole of his boot on the man’s hand with hard force that I heard a crunch.The man screamed, the sound echoing through the seemingly empty and quiet building and I thought this might be a little too open for us to have this sort of interrogation. On a normal day i wouldn’t m
Acker’s POVThe news of Alicia’s father resigning abruptly from his post of Senator was one that rocked the entire city. This, despite my trying to not get anxious about it, I found that it was extremely difficult to not think about the consequences those actions would hold for all of us.Most importantly, what had driven the Senator to this?It had to be something g big.And as soon as I left an early meeting with my men at the ports, upon beginning to drive back to my home, I got a call from none other than Mikael Serrano.I eyed the vibrating phone which was stood on the phone car mount. I finally pressed the green button on my wireless earpiece, listening to whatever the Serrano would say.Instead of an angry voice, or even a banter, I heard a hushed tone from him.“Where are you now? Come to the morgue at Saints Park,” Mikael said, and before I could even ask what he meant by that, the call ended.I didn’t like the way he sounded; this was not a good sign at all and I could feel
Alicia’s POVMy dreams weren’t pleasant at all. Instead I felt trapped. Each time an apparition would appear to me and I found I couldn’t escape. My sleep was fragmented, borne by the fears of what would happen to me if Cross discovered my pregnancy… of what if I couldn’t escape… or many other possibilities, and many other regrets…When I slowly began to drift off fire sure, it was hours after I’d already laid my head in the pillow and I wasn’t sure if I had the strength to stand up afterwards.“Alicia...Alicia wake up.”A heavy sensation threw me out if my dream. My eyes creaked open to meet a shadow under dim lighting. As my vision got clearer I recognized her, and I raised my hand to wipe the sleep from my eyes and get rid of the clearly feeling.Andy was standing over me under the dim lighting of the bedroom. I sat up, all traces of sleep leaving me.What was going on? I opened my mouth but she immediately pressed her hand against my lips, and my words stayed stuck in my throat. I
Alicia’s POVThis wasn’t the first time Cross wanted to see met so I took that at face value, even though it irked me a lot. The last encounter we had hadn’t been pleasant and it had been a wonder that he even dared to call for me again now that I had no choice but to follow. What was his problem?As I followed the manager, I silently braced myself for what was to come. Whatever he was calling me for meant that he was up to no good. Was he going to punish me for refusing him now? Torture me? Or just try to hurt me with another set of pictures about Acker and Mikael with other women??I had already made up my mind. I didn’t want to fall for what he would try to toy with me with.There were too many possibilities and with Cross, he was unpredictable. Anything could happen and I had to be prepared for it.Despite my preparation I was still cut off guard at the room the manager led me to. I thought he would lead me to Cross’ office yet I was led to a lone room filled with a dressing table
Alicia’s POVI woke up to the feeling of touches and prodding on my arm. I shut my eyes tighter to shake it off without thinking, embracing the draw of sleep-“Alicia!”I jolted at the call, alertness seeping into my bones. The call for sleep drifted away as I heard the call several more times, an urgent whisper. It took me some more time to recognize the voice as Andy's.I opened my eyes, blinking blearily to see her face in the dim lights. She ushered me to sit up and I did without thinking.What was she doing here? Why did she sound so urgent? The confusion finally hit me. Before I could ask, her voice cut me off.“Get ready. We have to go now. It's time.”That was the last straw that drew me out of my sleepy haze. Any lethargy was replaced with shock and panic. All feelings of sleep left me. What did she mean now?“Now?” I asked incredulously, “What do you mean now?”It was only yesterday that I agreed to the plan and even then she said there was more time. What happened so sudden
Alicia’s POVThe waiting was the worst part EDM music streamed in from one of the apartments of this floor; whichever one it came from I really couldn't tell. J checked the time again: nearly 6 in the nor int already. Only a couple hours since we escaped. There was no time.The entire apartment hallway smelled of cigarette smoke and booze and trash littered the floor.My belly churned with nausea. Hours had passed as we waited in a small hallway of the dingy apartment we were directed to while a man loudly worked.I had to pay nearly all the gold I had except for the watch and some small earrings while Andy had paid half of the cash that Matt had given to her to the man in order for us to get new passports, documents and IDs and new identities in a short amount of time. Andy was giddy with excitement beside me, near shaking.“After this, we're free, Alicia. Can you believe it?”She was much more excited than I was, I only felt worse as time went in. I was nervous and paranoid about
Alicia’s POV Five years later“Bye Emily, send my love to Harry!” I said in my curated English accent and waved goodbye to Emily, my coworker who dropped me off with her tiny fire engine red car.“See you Alice, enjoy your weekend!”I smiled, waving at her until her car disappeared down the road before I let my hand fall. I let out a sigh, checking my phone for any extra texts and calls. Most of the texts I had were from my coworkers wishing each other a happy weekend.I would have never believed my life would end up like this. In the past I had a shitty job with Daya and hid away, afraid and wary to be seen. Now I work as a secretary, mingled openly , and made friends. The past Alicia would have never openly laughed and smiled and gone for drinks with her coworkers.But I wasn't Alicia. I hadn't been for the past five years. I was now Alice Duncan Alcott, regular office worker and a single mother. That's how I'd lived for the past five years.Turning back to my driveway I walked tow
Alicia’s POVA lump formed in my throat as I looked at my father's gravestone. His name is clearly written amongst his achievements and flowers. It was as lavish as someone of his position, filled with flowers and garlands but still a grave nonetheless.Guilt and regret filled me to the brim. I hated that I wasn't able to see him before he died. I hated that I couldn't talk to him for fear of my safety and his. He died without seeing me or my sons, his grandsons.I reached out for my boys, to hold their hands. They wouldn't hesitate to do the same and I knew it. Yet all I grasped was thin air.What? I turned to the side to search for them only to find neither of them by my side. Where were they? Where on earth had they gone.“Dante? Ash?” I called out. But the graveyard held no sounds. Panic sank into me. As I turned around. Every corner I looked at they weren't there.“Ash?” Suddenly the entire place looked vast and wide. What happened to Andy? My sons? Where on earth were they?“We