SarahShawn!That's the first things that blares in my head.He knows about this. I have no doubts.“Hello. Are you there?” the voice at the other end brings me back to the present as I try to steady my reaction. “Yes. I'll get back to you shortly,” i reply, turning off the phone. I'm walking around, biting my phone, brushing into my hair. It suddenly feels like a tight room with no air. Who do I contact? I'll be in big trouble if Shawn speaks. Or if the feds find Marco and in the process stumble on that evidence.All what my father have done in the past will be paid, By me. They sure don't know me as Maria but it wouldn't be long till my secret is revealed if I don't act now. I take out my phone, about to dial the first name that pops up in my head when the door swings open.“You were taking so long,” she says almost stopping half way into her words.“Did something happen?” she asks looking worried, then I realize I had an horrific look on.“No. Everything is fine,” I say with a
MarcoBig Tom bangs his fist, causing the glass table to crack. As if that didn't hurt enough, he sweeps everything on the table to the floor, catching the revolver close to him before it falls off. He aims at me. “What the fuck were you up to? All the times we tried to bring down the Snakes, you've always been a fucking blood. A motherfucking Sidorov.”He shoots at the ceiling. Still consumed in his rage.I didn't flinch. I've seen this day a long time ago. The very first day I sold out my loyalty to Big Tom.I knew this day will eventually come.It was the only way I could get back Nina. “And your sister? You've been related all along!”“Keep her out of this. We had a deal, ” I say as calm as I can.Nina doesn't deserve all of this.She knows nothing and I hate that she's suffering so much for a family that has caused her only pain.“A deal you broke a long time ago. Was Igor a part of this!” he yells back. I can see his hands quivering as he paces around. At any moment, he can do
MarcoThe blaring sirens. The hands behind those wheels. All seems like a wild dream, as I we drive far away from the scene. “We were lucky to find your look alike. I still don't understand how you managed to get on the papers,” Andrey says. And surprisingly, he doesn't make it a big deal. I'm quiet at the backseat, with Nina. Embarrassing. Fucking embarrassing to be saved by someone like him.One way or another, he'll make me pay. Nothing's ever free. Nina is resting on my laps while I stare vaguely at the windows , seeing my faded reflection and the moving trees. He's still talking. Maybe scolding. Or gloating. But the thought of being saved by my brother only makes me certain how much work I need to do on myself and what task lay ahead of me as a payback for his favor. I've to grow out of all of their shadows. And be a self-made boss. I can't keep depending on them for help.The car, as well as its surroundings, is quiet now. We are way past the cops.“They'll still find me.
SarahThere is soft music playing. And for a moment I could feel my mother. Right here, beside me, singing, while I sleep. It feels like a dream but I can sense the crazy reflection of light and the piercing heat of the sun against the sheets and on my arm.“Mother…” I whisper. It feels like home. The peaceful home I knew. Where nothing mattered, masked in the comfort of my mother's arms.I smile weakly and try to reach for her embrace when I hear a clank of metals.Immediately, the music stops. My hands. My legs, wouldn't move further. I flick my eyelids open, attempting to see what has held me down.To my amazement, all my four limbs are chained down to the small bed in a large room.It doesn't look familiar. In horror, I begin to force the metals, panting heavily but instead the pain in my arm increase. There's a bandage around my head and a sling around my shoulder extending to a part of my hand covered in bandages.Gradually, I recollect all that happened the night before.Who
MarcoIn the thick haze I make my way inside the collapsing structure, choking from the outrageous smoke. My legs suddenly develop a mind of its own as I run into the wreckage not minding the flames ahead.“Sarah!”My voice is quenched by the raging flame and it feels like a arrow hit me when I step on something big. It's a body.In dread I pull it out, my heart breaking with every pull. The burn is a lot, but not enough to disfigure the facial features as I recognize who it is.Clara.What if Sarah is in there too?How did they find them here?As the walls of the house continue to crumble, the flames going up and darkening the bright clouds immediately, I escape, before I get trapped. I stare again at the wreck from a distance and something in me tells me Sarah isn't there. She can't be. Getting back in my car, I zoom off back to my captive in a druken speed. I needed an outlet for my rage and Luca is my best bet. I see blood footprints from the ground floor up until the last flo
Sarah“I never thought I'd see you again, you know? It took you this long to finally show yourself.”Her weapon is still hanging in the air directed at me as I step back inside slowly, hitting the sofa behind and forcing me to sit.“What... What happened? ” I asked. Of all the things that happened that day at the wedding, I Know Betty was confirmed dead.Shawn confirmed it too.But she's right here before me, pointing a gun at defenseless me.“What happened that I'm about to blow your head off or what happened that I'm alive?”She asks, scanning the tiny apartment and then resuming focus on me.“Anyways, I didn't come all the way here to have stupid girl chat. I came to strike a deal, as always, my dear Maria.”She takes a seat opposite me with a mischievous smile. “A deal?” I ask, surprised.“You heard correctly. To cut it short. I don't want to go to jail and I'm sure neither do you. There's a major case on ground and I believe there's someone capable of solving that in a matter of
MarcoWas it just Sarah's voice I heard?Did she just tell me her location? A few hours flight and I have the opportunity to see her. To keep her. To claim her.How did she manage to contact me? Andrey watches me with the corner of his eyes as I join back into the meeting, adjusting my belt as though i went to use the restroom. The board have been considering recruiting more soldiers to our number. As tradition, it is important that both sons of the late Sidorov be present. After the meeting, one of us will be next in line.For some reasons, I'm not as covetous as I was of my father's position. But now that I see how power-hungry Andrey could get, for my freedom, it has to be me. Or a total stranger. “Is everything all right?” one of the capos asks me as I resume my seat.I nod a positive response but in all honesty, I'm also seeking for an excuse to be out of here.I return Andrey's look as his phone beeps in front of him.I just sent him a text, “I have to go. Let's wrap up.”He
SarahThe moment I heard my neighbors yell, it gave me a clue that Marco was here.Betty has a plan. Now, I also have a better plan.I turn on the light.He has a look of surprise. A rough shave. The innocent eyes that contradicts his nature and history.“Marco...” I hear myself whisper as though I can't believe my eyes.Another physical meeting and I'm reminded of how much I felt for this beast.He walks up to me, forcing me to raise my head to meet his eyes.His large palms are placed on my cheeks as he leans me to the pillar close to the kitchen deck.A single touch and I find myself craving for him.“Where have you been? What happened?” he questions with a firm look, but his touch says otherwise.Subtle and gentle, brushing the stray strands of hair to the back of my ear. His presence is so manly, distracting me from my initial plan.Betty is somewhere out there waiting for a signal from me.My personal detectives are on their way to a address I'm about to lure Marco to.But these
Marco Before I can respond, Sophia’s already packing up her equipment, saving files, closing out of secure databases. “I’ll reroute everything to a mobile setup. With that, I can operate from the road.”“Good. I'll be in the car. Meet me in five,” I say, heading toward the door. I glance back at her. “Sophia—thanks.”She gives a sharp nod, though I catch a glimpse of worry on her face. We've been here before.History is about to repeat itself. “Just don’t get yourself killed. I’d hate to do this without you,” she finally chokes.We’re in the car and halfway across the city before either of us speaks again. I steal a glance at Sophia, her eyes focused, fingers tapping on a tablet as she keeps an eye on Ricco’s movements. Every minute counts. Every second. If Ricco’s man gets to Padre first, we lose the one card we have against him.Not just him, including the corrupt officials funding their activities.Padre is the only key, we can't affor to lose it.As we approach the penitentiary,
MarcoAs I turn to leave the lab, Sophia grabs my arm, her grip surprisingly firm for someone half my size.“Marco, please listen to me. This isn’t about Padre alone. Ricco’s reach is deeper than we think, and getting tangled up with Padre could ruin everything. They’re tied to powerful groups, and they don’t tolerate outside interference.”Her words sink in, but there’s no going back now. I give her a straight look, pulling my arm free from her grip. For one, she knows she can't stop me.“If this information leads us to unraveling Ricco’s entire operation, then it’s worth the risk.”She sighs, adjusting her glasses and muttering something under her breath. “Fine. But don’t say I didn’t warn you.”I slip out of the lab, heading into the cool evening air. A quick drive brings me to the outskirts of the city, near the penitentiary. It’s set behind high towering steel fences and walls.At the entrance, I flash a badge I’d 'gotten through a past job, posing as an attorney. The guard bare
Marco"How many times do i have to repeat this? I'm not Betty," she responded in a frenzied whisper as Ricco's voice overshadowed every other sound in the room. There's another task. Never an end to his missions, but thankfully, amongst all the people he called out, I don't fall in the list.Celebrating the temporary freedom, I watch as Betty gets up from me to join the selected crew.I don't pay much attention on the instructions. It's none of my business.Big Tom is addressing them but Betty and i exchange eye contact. I need to find the truth from her and the only way to do that is to exploit her witnesses.It's not my fault that she provided me one on a platter of gold.After a brief discussion with Ricco about the delivery of new sets of ammunition, i head out of the mansion, in search of Betty.I find her standing by her car, about to get in."Elizabeth Maguire," i announce, few metres away from her. I watch her reaction as she stiffen. Definitely Betty. One doubt crossed. N
SHAWNThe fucker is standing right next to her. I hate to see her cry but she deserves to be punished. Everything I've ever done has been for her, yet she chose to trust this fucker over me. Brought my very son to him. I try not to think about how many times he's had to touch her. My Maria.She can't belong to anyone else and she knows this.The anger grows rapidly inside of me as the doctor halts in front of her."Please, don't do this," Maria pleads. She's managed to crawl to the door. Her cry stings my heart as the fucker attempts to land a kiss on her.That's when I reach my limit. The guts he has. All I wanted was to scare her, to make fear me, respect and just follow me.I'm more than enough for her. That has to sink in her tiny sexy brains.Three close shots. He goes limp, and falls right by her side.She screams, shutting her eyes in terror."You've forgotten who I am so soon," I say, approaching her and kicking the body away from her.Now that I've details about the doctor
SarahHis grip over my mouth is so hard. All my attempt to get away proves futile. My heart beats even faster as he pulls me out of bed.My back is against his chest but as we walk past the large mirror in the room, he halts.His gaze rests on my reflection. "Maria, i dont like that look on your face. Everything I've ever done has been for your own good."All i do is shut my eyes, hoping this is a dream. A lucid dream Michel assured me that Shawn was a forgotten past.I didn't bother to ask how he knew but i believed stupidly.Shawn leans towards my ears, his grip tighten against my mouth."I've something to show you. Please, Maria, please, dont do anything stupid."He grabs the sheets on the bed to cover my naked body up."Do you miss me? There's no doubt. You do. But i'm mad at you. Maybe I'll be able to forgive you afterwards. Just maybe..."He pulls me towards the door. The tears trickle down my cheeks over his palm."I hate to see you cry," he continues as he unlocks the door,
Sarah"I got a call..." Michael begins, resting both palms on my shoulders, like he's about to give a long speech.His reaction makes me uneasy. At least I made sure no one noticed when i left. "Remember i mentioned something about my sister living in the same neighborhood with you."I nod in agreeement. "There was a fire."I pretend to be shocked, but i am. How did he find out so quickly. "Is your sister okay-.." i ask."Yes. But," he hesitates but continues, "The fire started at your place.""My house is on fire?" I force the tears to leave my eyes.Michael pulls me into a hug making it easier for me to fake it as I cry aloud against his soft fabric."This is now your home, Sarah. I'll also replace everything that was lost in the fire," Michael adds. I pull away from him, thankfully my face is wet enough."You don't have to. Maybe this is a sign for a fresh start indeed," i blurt out. "I don't want to look back anymore.""I agree, Sarah. The police have begun investiagtion on th
SarahI knew the doctor to be comfortable, but i would never have guessed that he could own such a massive place. There are a few staff around, as they help us unpack the few luggages we brought. A bag for Carlo and one for me. "It's massive," i whisper under my breath as i pat Carlo on my shoulder. He's still fast asleep."I have something to show you," the doctor says, guiding me away from the lobby with bright chandeliers at the centre, towards the flight of stairs ahead. We arrive at the first floor. The first door to our right leads to a room. "Are you ready?" he asks. I nod, gaping around like some lost stranger. I've lived in luxury all my life but with the doctor, it's different.I'm not a prisoner.As he opens the door i find a beautiful nursery all set up.My palm clasp over my mouth, stopping me from exaggerating my emotions, careful not to wake Carlos.The emotions rush in as i step in. It's blue-themed. A typical baby-boy room."I'll call in a nanny to take care of hi
MarcoThe old woman doesn't seem to buy my story. Her look spells suspicion.I retain the smile on my face, closing the gap between us while I continue,"I'm surprized Elizabeth never mentioned it. She told me she'll be here also.""I'm going to call the cops on you. Stay away," she yells making her way back in."Grandma," the little boy comes running out, stopping the woman in her tracks.He's holding a picture frame, extending it to the woman. The boy for one is certainly smart.The woman takes a glance at the picture, and back at me.I catch a faint view of it. A picture of Andrey. For some reasons, he looks almost like me. It's part of the reasons i don't believe Ricco and his lies.Andrea and I have always shared a striking resemblance."Do you believe me now?" i say to the woman, squatting in front of the boy and ruffling his hair."What's your name big man?" The boy doesn't smile. Not a word escaped his mouth. Just the surprise written all over him."Your story had better b
Shawn For a doctor, he sure is a hard man. I barely escaped him. Not without a severe hit on my arm and a bruised knee. For one, i acquired the vehicle, in on piece, however broken my bone feels right now.I've to lay low. Get these fuckers off my track for now or i just might be a cheap prey for them. I'm heading north, with no direction as i try to set up the GPS of the car.They will try to find the village now that I've exposed one of the hideouts.Even though it will be no use to them. There's no way they can crack the vault without the clues in my possession.Still, i'm living nothing to chance. Not the inheritance I worked for. Not ever. I drift into a sharp corner, viewing the rare view mirror for any sign of my enemies. It looks all clear. I keep driving, searching around the car for notes. I'm dead broke, for a man entrusted with such wealth.I find a dollar bill and make a brief stop at a grocery store.Before i get out of the car, I clean off the blood stains on my