Well as you're aware, our organisation deals with some pretty bad people." Reece starts to explain while still leaning on the filing cabinet, isn't he afraid that he's going to break that or something? "Mario definitely fits that category." He says shaking his head looking down at the ground, that’s all anyone ever says when they talk about this Mario dude. “And you guys are sure that this Mario man, is the one that has my dad?” I ask looking at each of them, I didn’t want to undermine them, but they have to be sure they’re not barking up the wrong tree. “We are certain it’s Mario that has your dad, not only did he ring me right after your dad was kidnapped but…. he had a photo of your dad sent over as proof.” My mum said which makes my heart sink, I knew this wasn’t a cute artsy photo of my dad sitting on a tree branch hitting the peace sign, but something bad. “I know this is a stupid question, was dad, okay?” I ask looking up at her as I asked, this causes her to sigh taking a s
Jackson and I soon arrive back at my mother's house, we didn’t really talk much after I said I never do what I’m told. I could just see he wanted to ask me what I meant, but he also didn’t want to hear the answer at the same time. Jackson was the first one to walk in the house but has to stop and look at me with a smile once he reaches the entrance to the kitchen and living room. At first, I was a little confused, but I soon remember that I had locked the door just before we left. I walk over and easily unlock the door, while he just looks at me dumbfound. “One of my many hidden talents.” I smile opening up the door, he shakes his head walking into the kitchen probably to get food. “I do have many talents which aren’t being put to use just sitting around.” I say taking a seat at the kitchen counter, this does cause him to freeze whilst looking in the fridge. “Your mum was serious Ally; she doesn’t want you involving yourself in this case.” He sighs taking out some yogurt, I haven’t
Jackson and I talk for hours going over my plan, the first thing we needed to get hold of was all the files that my mum and her team have on this Mario dude. Then we’ll be able to have the same information that they have, which will make it a level playing field. I told him my plan which at first, he didn’t like and said there were far too many things that could go wrong. So, I asked him, what his alternative idea was but he didn’t have one, so in the end we went with my plan. I can just hear all of you asking me, what the heck is this plan?! Well, every morning, Jackson has to go into the office to sign things to say he will be with me all day. I have no idea why that’s a thing, apparently, he has no idea either! But anyway, while he’s in there he’s going to talk his way into the building more and head to the filing cabinet that Reece kept leaning against. Now I’m thinking about it, could that be why he was so insistent on standing right up against it? Jackson will take a photo of
After we both were finished breakfast, Jackson managing to fit three portions while I was still eating my own. We were soon both sat in my mother's office, which he made sure was locked just in case someone tries to enter the house when his guard was down. “So how did you manage to get all of these files, you said it would be hard?” I ask as he locks the office door behind us, in an event of a fire that wouldn’t be very safe! “It went easier than I first expected, all of the systems are down at the office as maintenance are updating them. That gave me the opportunity to go into the building so I could sign in on paper, I acted as though I was looking for the toilet when really, I went into your mother's office and took a picture of every document on Mario that I could find.” He explains whilst pulling his phone out and handing it over to me, I begin to scroll through all of his many photos of documents. “You guys have all this information on this dude and you’re still not closer to
It was later that night; I was sat on my bed with everything that Jackson and I had printed off earlier. It took much longer than expected, we had to make two copies of everything because Jackson wanted to take one home so he could have a look in his spare time. Thankfully, we had finished and packed everything away before my mother got home. When she got in the door, something was different. Not looks wise but the way in which she was acting, I don’t see my mother much so I can’t really tell the signs. But when I looked over at Jackson, he was giving her the same look as I was. Once he left, I was going to ask her, but she went straight to her room, and I haven’t saw her since. This did worry me that something bad could have happened to my dad, but I knew she isn’t that self-absorbed to keep that sort of information from me. I was just looking over the file that contained information about Mario’s past, I knew bits and pieces anyway because Jackson gave me a little rundown when I l
When I woke up the next morning, it was different to the ones I have become accustomed to living in my new normal. When I went down to the kitchen in the morning, I was surprised to see Jackson standing there smiling at me with food and not my mother. “Your mum had to go in extra early today, she told me to tell you good morning and hopefully she’ll see you later tonight.” He smiles sliding me over a plate of food, I was a little taken back at first trying to absorb all the information that he just told me. “That has to do with the something bad that knocked my mum back she kind of told me about, no idea how she told me about it without actually telling me.” I say picking up the spoon, but I didn’t place in the food as I was too deep in thought. “Have you got any idea what happened at that base place yesterday, I know you saw the way my mother was acting when she got home?” I ask finally taking a bite out of my yogurt, Jackson smiles taking a seat on the counter. “We’ve been over t
We were soon in the car driving to Mario’s mothers house, the car ride was silent as we were both mentally getting ready for what may lay ahead. I had a wave of emotions running through me, mostly fear in case something doesn’t go to plan and Mario finds us there. But I also, was happy that I’m finally feeling like I’m actually doing something. Since my father went missing, I feel like I’ve been sitting around while other people are looking for him. But now thanks to Jackson agreeing to help me, I can finally get my hands dirty! We soon turn off of the main road and onto a street, it was a normal looking place. Kids were running around playing with each other, while a few adults would look over to see what they were doing from time to time. In no time at all, Jackson pulls the car over right outside of an abandoned looking type of house. The grass outside of the house was badly overgrown, no one has attempted to cut that in what looks like years. The outside of the building itself wa
“Okay, we’ll start with some basic questions which may help your memory on certain aspects.” Jackson says with a smile pulling his pen out, Catia only rolls her eyes before taking a look out of the window. “So, when was the last time you saw Mario?” He asks writing the question down in his notebook, while I was more focused on taking in my surroundings. “It would have been around 4 years ago now; he came here and was telling me he needed to hide some things around the house until whatever agency was looking into at that time stopped.” She says in a bored tone, you could tell right off the bat that she wasn’t interested in anything that Jackson was asking. “Do you have any idea what he wanted to hide here?” Jackson asks which now he was putting a spotlight on what she said, it did tell me that maybe something that we need to find him is hidden in this house. “I don’t have a clue, I know the type of things my son liked to get up to in his life, I wouldn’t want to know what shady shit
~9 months later~ “Noel, table 5 said their dinner was delicious.” I smile looking through to the kitchen with a smile, Noel looks up from the cooker with a smile on his face. “I’ll only produce the best boss.” He shouts before getting back to work, I smile at his comment before turning around to look at my busy restaurant. I better fill you in before you get too confused, yes, I own my own restaurant now. After everything with Mario and the base, I knew it was time I had to head back to my old life and start working in the same boring restaurant I had for years. Let’s just say, I wasn’t too thrilled about it all. My mother saw my reaction and asked why don’t I train up and become an agent, I had proven myself over the months working with Jackson and was the key role in catching Mario. The offer of course, sounded tempting but I knew it wasn’t what I was meant to do. Yes, I had the best experience getting to watch what happens and learn on the job what it offers, but I don’t think
Not even an hour later, Jackson and I were waiting behind the van with the team. The house was only a two-minute walk from here, but we needed to come up with an action plan, everyone having the mutual understanding of how unpredictable Mario can be on the best of days. But when we show up, he will soon realise, there is no way out now and he’ll need to pay for everything he has done to so many people. We don’t even want to know what he’ll do once he realises it’s all over for him, the most unpredictable man will get that much more unpredictable. Jackson was going over with the team of how we will enter the house, the unruly garden will be a perfect cover while they access the situation and make sure my mother and Mario are really there. No one was even talking about how many ways this could go wrong, all of our minds were focused on the job of getting my mother back safely and bringing Mario in. I think if I had allowed myself the moments to think all of this over in detail, I woul
An hour later, Jackson and I were walking into the base hand in hand. Now my mother has been taken by Mario, and Reece is in the hospital getting treated for being ambushed, Jackson was the boss. We needed a plan to one find where Mario has taken my mother but two, think of a way to bring Mario in without having what happened the last time. I’m led into a room which I had never seen before, it had people at desks filling the entire room. Who all turned to look at us as we walked in, paying extra attention to mine and Jackson’s interlocked fingers. I know it seems highly unprofessional that we’re doing this but let’s be honest, we all knew it was going to happen at some point! Right in the middle of the desks was a circle desk, one big computer in the middle with a bunch of people having panicked conversations with each other. In the centre of those panicked people stood Alison, who also looked worried. But once she turned to look at us, I see relief wash over her senses. “You’re fi
The car ride felt like it was going on for hours, the tracker hadn’t moved since we had been following him but with every street we would turn down, it would feel like more would be added on. Jackson was going the ways I was telling him and was shocked we were in the part of town we were, according to Jackson, this is where most of the police officers and higher ups live. Mario was hiding right under their noses, and they had no idea. But let’s be honest, Mario is very good at what he does, he knew they wouldn’t be looking for him in their part of town, so that’s exactly where he hid. “It seems like the tracker is right on this next street.” I say looking down at my phone, the feeling of finally, being able to find my father at the forefront of my mind. Jackson turns the corner, where a huge office building which towered over all the other buildings stood. I take a look down at my phone and see the tracker seems to be within the building, Mario really wasn’t trying to hide in that p
Around half an hour later, we were all on our way towards the building my father would always tell me to remember to go there if something bad happens. Jackson and I were in front in his car while my mother and Reece, were in their car travelling right behind us. For once, I wasn’t nervous about heading to this place, it’s somewhere I had been before but also, a place my father told me I’d be safe if anything happens. Why didn’t I think of this when my father first went missing? What if all we need to stop Mario is in this building? I tell Jackson to take this final right turn where the building soon comes into view, the building itself not changing from the few years I had been here. I don’t take my eyes off the place even after Jackson parks the car, both of our attentions going to this building. “Ready?” Jackson asks turning to look at me with a smile, I take a deep breath nodding my head before we both open the doors and climb out where my mother and Reece were already waiting o
The following day I wake up bright and early, now I knew I could play a key main role in finding my father, I wasn’t wasting anytime. I was even downstairs making breakfast for Jackson and I, normally, it’s the other way around. But I felt thankful for the way he was helping me, he was forced into this babysitting position, where he has been nothing but kind and compassionate even when I have been anything but easy going. Jackson soon walks into the kitchen where he comes to an abrupt stop, I was unsure if this was because I was in the kitchen before he had even woken up or because I was cooking. Before he had time to speak, he had a plate of eggs, bacon and beans in his hands. “What’s the occasion?” He asks taking a seat at the counter looking down at the food I had made, I smile turning around with my glass of water and join him on the counter. “There’s no occasion, I just couldn’t really sleep and thought it would be nice if I make you breakfast this time.” I smile as he takes h
Jackson and I soon arrive back home, the incident with Peter still fresh on my mind as we walked through the door. I know my mum said a close friend of mine was looking into my disappearance, could that close friend be Peter? Now I’m thinking, I don’t think any of my other friends would go through the trouble. Was Peter just randomly at the restaurant and happened to bump into me, or was he there in hopes of finding more information about me? There are so much unanswered questions, which I probably won’t get the answers to until all of this is over. “After that food, I think I need to lay down for a year.” Jackson says closing the door behind us, after all of that with Peter, I’m shocked he can just go back to normal life. I smile towards him as he throws his keys on the counter beside the front door, switching the lights on. But once they were on, we both jump from shock and surprise to see my mother and Reece sat on the sofa looking at us. “Why the fuck are you in my house sitti
It was now dinner time the same day, Jackson and I had done nothing but sit on the sofa, watch tv and talk about the most random of things. I know I have been saying I want nothing more than to catch Mario, which means I won’t stop until he’s found. That still remains true, and I want to work any hour I can until I find him, but I actually enjoyed today. I didn’t have to worry what would happen if Jackson and I were to make the wrong move, I didn’t have to sit and listen to all of the horrible details of the kind of things Mario has done to so many people. I felt like I was just a normal person going through their normal life for once. For dinner, Jackson suggested we go out to a restaurant to eat which at first, I was worried about Mario, but I knew he probably wouldn’t try to attack us I mean, he wants my help on more tasks so injuring me in anyway won’t be beneficial to him. The dinner was so delicious, we had picked food up at this place multiple times since I started staying at
It was later the same day, and I was just getting ready for bed, the entire rest of the day was spent with me, and Jackson sat at the base telling them what had happened. The number of times I had to explain the story of me talking on the phone with Mario was insanity! But that’s not the only part of the story I had to relive in great detail, but the moment we found Derek was also spoken about more times than I could count on my hands. Every time I would have to go over in great detail what happened, the image of his body lying there facing me, his eyes wide open looking terrified kept repeating over in my mind. I felt as though I needed to wash myself repeatedly to get whatever was in the air off me, but still the thought of Derek looking back at me wouldn’t leave. After getting changed, I look at myself in the mirror, my eyes also looking terrified just as Derek’s did. “Pull yourself together Ally.” I whisper to myself in hopes I would start to calm down, but still the feeling wou