I barely had any sleep that night even though I was exhausted. My mind was distracted thinking about the difficult mission ahead of us and my argument with Daniel. The rest of our shopping trip was awkward and we barely spoke as we threw things into our cart. Neither of us said anything after we put away the groceries and went to bed. When I got to the kitchen the next morning, Franky was sitting at the breakfast counter with a cup of coffee in front of him. His kitchen was white and modern. He had state-of-the-art appliances that probably cost more than everything I owned, but it was a cozy place though. “Good morning, Audry,” Franky said, giving me a sleepy smile. “There’s coffee in the pot.” He was wearing his police uniform. As I got my coffee together, pouring cream and sugar into it, I thought about how different my life would be if my father hadn’t been murdered. I would probably be in my own apartment, drinking my own coffee, and in a uniform just like Franky’
Lyle, Daniel, and I are sitting around Franky’s kitchen table the next day, pouring over papers with hand-written plans we have to take action against the Taddeos. Daniel and Lyle are arguing about the best way to attack them, Daniel wanting to take a more offensive approach and Lyle wanting to take a more defensive one. “My father can get us more than enough firepower to overthrow their guards,” Daniel offered.Lyle’s face went white. “I’ve never shot a gun in my life and if I don’t have to kill anyone, I’d like to avoid it. I’m not like you,” he said pointedly. “You’ve never murdered anyone?” Daniel asked in a surprised tone. “I thought you were a criminal.” “Yeah! I steal shit off the streets and deal pot, but I’ve never held a gun before,” Lyle retorted, crossing his arms, then turning to me. “What do you think about all of this?” I was quiet as I looked between the two. I honestly thought that both of their plans held merit and there were pros and cons
We drove for about five minutes in silence. It was annoying if I was being honest. Daniel was a pain in the ass sometimes, but I also hated sitting in awkward silence like this. Especially with him so close to me, in a tight space where all I could feel was the inebriating smell of his cologne.A stop light in front of me changed to yellow when I was a little far back from it and I stopped, not wanting to run a red light because all the traffic lights had cameras on them. “Fuck, Audry! You could have totally made that light!” Daniel shouted. His outburst made me jump. Just a second ago we had been completely silent and I wasn’t expecting him to say anything at all. “I’m so sick of you being a dick!” My voice rang out in the compact space we were in. I felt rage build inside of me and it felt like too much to hold for the small car we were in. I didn’t want to drive when I felt like this, so I turned on my blinker and when the light turned green, I turned into an
*Daniel*As soon as Audry rolled off me, I regretted fucking her. Why did all of my self-control fly out the window when it came to this woman? It made me hate myself even more than I loathed her. I was an almost thirty-year-old man, I should have better willpower than this.All these thoughts ran through my mind as I put my seat back up. I could hear Audry shuffling around in the driver’s seat, but I didn’t want to look over at her. I didn’t want to talk about what just happened between us. I had no idea what to say to her. Audry started the car and I glanced over at her. She wouldn’t make eye contact with me as she drove out of the alleyway and merged back onto the road. Audry stared straight ahead driving in her bra. Her expression was unreadable and the tension in the car was awkward. I put my seatbelt on as we drove in silence for a long time. I could tell that we both wanted to pretend like the last twenty minutes didn’t happen. But the one million dollar qu
*Audry*The moment Daniel walked out the door, my phone rang. I looked down at it and saw that it was Dominic calling me. I turned to Lyle, my eyes wide.“It’s Daniel’s father,” I whispered to him, even though there was no one else in the room. Or the house, for that matter. Lyle’s eyebrows shot into his red hair. “Answer it.”I did as he said, slightly stunned and scared, wondering what he wanted to tell me.“Um, hello, Mr. Molton,” I said, putting my phone on speaker so Lyle could hear as well. “Good morning, Audry. I was wondering if you could come into my office today. I’m aware that you are at a safe house currently with my son, but I need you to come to the house to speak face-to-face. This is something that can’t be discussed over the phone,” Mr. Molton’s deep voice muttered on the other side. I immediately started to expect the worst. What did he want to talk to me about? The first thought that crossed my mind was what happened with Daniel
Fuck. That was all I could think as I stared at Matthew, more specifically the gun he was holding.Dominic and I were at this traitor's mercy. This turned into a hostage situation and I was on the wrong end of it. How was I going to get Mr. Molton and me out of this alive? Daniel’s father needed medical attention soon, or else he would bleed out. I fashioned a crude tourniquet of my sweatshirt, but he couldn’t have an open wound for long, that would be risking a deadly infection. If he didn’t bleed out first. I honestly had no idea how either of us were going to get out of this alive. Our situation was looking bleak. “How could you, Matthew?” Dominic’s voice was surprisingly strong for a sixty-year-old man who had just been shot. He was probably running on pure hatred and adrenaline at this point. Matthew snorted, and then laughed cruelly. “How could I, Dominic?” he said in a loud voice. “How could I? The real question is, how could you?” “What
My head was swimming with a million thoughts and I couldn’t focus on a single one of them. My mind was a buzzing and confusing mess. I was in between the state of sleep and awake. I was afraid to fully awake. I didn’t remember what happened, but all I knew was that it was something bad. Something truly bad, like the end of your life kind of bad. I didn’t want to consider the possibility that I could be dead. That I had met the same fate as my mother and father. But as the memories of what happened slowly came back to me, I had to accept that my being dead might be a real possibility.Mr. Molton calling me in for a meeting and interrogating me because he found out that I’d originally joined his gang to ruin them. Then, I remembered figuring out that Matthew was the rat all along and he shot Dominic in the shoulder. The traitor then pointed the gun at me. I couldn’t remember anything after that. Was I dead? Was Mr. Molton dead? What would happen to the rest o
*Daniel*It was the morning after the fiasco in my father’s office. I was in the shower getting ready for the day and thinking about Audry. My feelings toward her have grown warmer ever since I found out how brave she was for saving my dad’s life. My dad told me about how she had selflessly flung herself at Matthew, messing up his aim so my father only got shot in the shoulder. I smiled ruefully at the thought of little Audry reducing Matthew to a bruised and bleeding lump. After yesterday, I was looking at her in a new light. My attraction to her still scared the absolute shit out of me, but it didn’t feel like it would blow up my whole life anymore. We shouldn’t distract ourselves while we complete our mission, but afterward…Well, that was something I would allow myself to think about when we both came out of this alive. After I dried myself off, I got dressed in jeans and a gray hoodie. With my dark curly hair still wet, I went downstairs to make breakfast for