SarahI reach for the door for a means of escape. “It's no use Maria," he says with a smirk as he zooms off.“i'm not too familiar with this environment.” His eyes scans the road as one having troubles navigating towards our destination. He glances at the rearview mirror and our gaze meet,“Maria... How long will you keep running?” He must be enjoying the moment, seeking for ways to taunt me. “We're done Shawn and you know that. ”He takes a sharp turn. Surprisingly heading towards my apartment. It dawns on me. How long he's been monitoring us is what I don't know. “Don't be like that Maria. I never for once let you out of my sight. How's my son?"His words hit my ears as he mentions about Carlos. I feel dumb for a moment.“What son?” I stutter, searching around for any weapon to set myself lose from the beast driving the taxi.“it's useless. Stop the pretense and give us a chance Maria. I'm the only one who can protect you.”“i don't need your protection, Shawn! Stop the car now
Marco “We have a meeting with the boss.” I drop the call immediately as I glance at the alarm clock.“Shit!”All attempt to prove a worthy first impression is about to be ruined. I take a quick shower and hurry into the outfit provided by my new boss—black clean suits.I look too responsible for my reputation. Some sort of a corporate worker with no past. That was me few years ago. I take a deep breath, remembering how passionate I was about the tech world and how my corporation died years ago in my quest for revenge. Now I've fallen to the level of a street dog searching for free meal, at the mercy of my own very enemy clocked as family. I swing my phone into my pockets and head for the entrance.Two boxes sit comfortably at my front desk. I take a sharp glance around but there's no sight of anyone. I unravel the packages in my new vehicle.A note falls off the sides,“Give this to him personally.”On the smaller box, i find another note, “This is yours.”I unravel the package th
Sarah Scared from shock, my hands are glued on the doorknob, the door partly open.“Now's not a good time,” I add, giving no chance for him to come in. The devil somewhere behind me will stop at nothing if he ever realizes what the doctor wants.“It's alright, Sarah. I wouldn't be taking much of your time.” He climbs up the stairs and reaches in front of me with a smile as though he has no idea I was blocking him from coming in. “How's your son?”“You said you weren't taking long,” I interrupt immediately, glancing at the room where Shawn is.The fucker is in there with my baby.“You have to go doctor. By that I mean right now.”I hide my fidgety palms behind my back, waiting for him to just leave. As much as I need his company, yell and get the cops on the psychopath in my house, I'm smart enough now to know that Shawn is way more dangerous.He could run off with my kid and frame me up, after killing this innocent man.“I stumbled on your record, Sarah,” he says, sitting on an armr
MarcoNostalgia or the thought of living in deciet all my life, plagues me. The family I knew my whole life, the family I sacrificed my whole life for, I ly to find out what? All of it was a plan. A damn role?One of the waiters pass by and I signal for a drink. My eyes dart between the man claiming to be my uncle and the heap of wrapped gifts opposite us. The waiter refils my cup while I resume my sit.“What makes you think I'm scared of the truth?” I finally ask, emptying the drink down my throat as I wait for him to reply.The smoke from his pipe fill my nostrils but it doesn't bother me one bit.“I've known you since you were a little kid, Marco. I know your weaknesses.”“if you ever truly knew me, then you would have known I seek truth above all.”He chuckles as though he is about to choke.“Alas, the man of the hour is here.” I turn towards the door and find Big Tom walking over to us.That didn't surprise me as much as the moment I recognize the lady walking by his side.The
ShawnAfter all my sacrifices, all my wait for years, to give her a perfect life, she goes ahead and have a child.A child that is not mine.I take a sharp glance at the child beside me. He has stopped crying but the thought of it not being mine is driving me crazy.All I wanted was to entrust all that her father had to her and make up for the past years.But she was busy making babies for another man while I fought so hard to regain the Giovanni's vault to her name.Maria. Why would you ever think of making such a mistake?I drift to another sharp turn and arrive at a close. There's just one thing on my mind right now.That fucker with his stupid glasses.I need to end this madness.I need her to remember what I am.I halt in front of a small office, parking by the sidewalk and leaving the child in the car.I see a sign board and I proceed into the building.There he is. As much as I'm so filled with rage and disgust for him, I walk in casually, taking a seat opposite his desk.It's
MarcoMy target walks up to me, his gait faster than i would normally expect from a man his age. “What package?” i question and immediately, sounds of clicking gun fill the room. Ricco only gave me a briefcase containing an important documnt to sign. If this is really a test, then something must be missing. "Games. Don't play games with me." He turns to his men, "search him."Seeing the situation, it will be pointless to put up a fight. I've never met this men and I will be stupid to belittle associations that work with either BigTom or my new boss.As one of them try to snatch the briefcase from me, I stepaway."He has the package," one of them announces as they step away from me. The leader walks up to me, with a smug smile."That was close, you know. You could have been a corpse by now…What's the deal?" he asks.No one told me i was coming here for a negotiation.It's a test afterall. I use the only available card in my power, since my weapon has been ceased, as I reply,"Sa
ElvisIt's still a mystery. After years of of searching for these culprits, I finally get a hold of one with enough evidence to keep him behind bars. Waking up this morning I receive a call, and all of his details have been wiped out.How on earth is that possible?The head of department himself promised to handle the case. I was hoping to interrogate him further to roundup the other criminals. Now this.I adjust my tie in front of the mirror of my small apartment as I prepare for work.I need to ask questions. I can't let all my efforts go to waste. Something definitely is not right. I tuck away my gun, grabbing my car keys as I head out.“Marco sidorov” I turn the name over in my head. My previous investigation has revealed him to be a leader of a group of illegal organisation disguising as charity organisations.It might be a wild move especially now that my boss seems skeptical of my abilities in handling high-profile cases. Even if it's the last thing I do, these criminals will
SarahHe hands me a cup of water as he helps put Carlos to sleep.It all still feels like a dream. Shawn. All the years I've known him, the last thing he would ever do is back down without a fight. “He's a beauty,” Michael says dreamily as we both stare at Carlos in his crib. Safe, away from the beast.“and he deserves alot better,” Michael adds, this time staring back up at me.Our gaze meet for an awkward second before I distract myself with some of Carlos' s unfolded clothes hanging on his crib.“I really appreciate all the help, doctor,” I reply, trying to fill the silence with anything. Anything but the thoughts I'm having. Or the thoughts the doctor is trying to make me have. Something I know might be far out of my reach.As I turn around, I stumble on Michael's broad chest. Standing close up to me, I realize how built he is. Too built to be a doctor. He takes my palms ever so softly, but his gaze is fixed directly over me. “I want to do more than help, Sarah. Your eyes a