All Chapters of Jack In The Box : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

I'd taken ample amount of rest that evening and when I woke up it was already dinner time. I was served white rice, boiled veggies and some gravy on the side.Any motivation I had about life had already left the building. I couldn't imagine how during the time I worked here, fed this particular dinner to patients and thought nothing of it. I felt sympathy for all those people I'd forced to eat it, day in and day out.I'd forced most of the food down my throat when Aaron entered the room. He had a worried expression on his face as he took a seat next to the bed. "How are you feeling now?" He asked."Better." I lied.He nodded. "The medicines will make you drowsy but it will help you with the pain."What about the pain stabbing in my heart? Will the medicines make that pain go away as well?"I hope so," I said, pushing the carrots back and forth in my plate.I didn’t appreciate the look that Aaron was giving me; it was filled with

"FBI Agent Flint Knight." The tall handsome man introduced himself. "I'd like to start the interrogation now, I prefer to question you alone, Ms. Frazer without having your colleagues in the same room. If you can ask Dr. Shaw to wait outside." "Aaron..." "I can hear you just fine, Agent Knight. I'll be in the other room." To me, Aaron said, "If there's anything you need, don't hesitate to call me." I nodded. The door of the room closed. Agent Knight was blond, emerald eyes and clean-shaven. He also had a sharp jawline, and although he wasn't movie-star handsome, there was something so attractive about him that would bring any woman to her knees. Probably the way he carried himself and the radiating power of authority. The room was also occupied by two other men. An equally attractive African-American and another Hispanic. Detectives Scott and Sanchez respectively. They were watching me intently, like hawks. Agent Scott was poised with an iPad, typing

"You don't seem like you're in a good mood. How's the interrogation going so far?" Ken asked me the day after I went to see Jack. Since I was a suspect in the Jackson Wolfe case, I was temporarily suspended. The stealing of a surgical knife and sleeping with the enemy was enough to put me on the officials shit list. I poured milk into the bowl of cornflakes and added some freshly cut strawberries."If I didn't know better, I'd think you're mocking me." I settled down on the table in my PJ's. Ken had just walked out of the steaming bathroom, shirtless. He had something that looked like claw marks across his shoulder blade. "How did you get that?""Someone brought a feral cat in the clinic a few days back," Ken said, brushing it off like that was nothing. He was prone to get abused by non-cooperative animals, the kind that looked cute as a button until they barred their teeth and clawed your face."They have no reason to suspect you. You've told them the truth."

"What revenge?" I asked."My parent's marriage was more of a business deal between two partners. Our grandfathers were associates who decided that marrying my parents was good for the business. I think my father was quite smitten with my mother. Her, not so much but they still ended up getting married."I waited for him to go on. He continued. "She didn't conceive us until after ten years of their marriage. They were trying for a baby for a long time until there was a miracle.""My father found it suspicious when she was pregnant. There was probably a DNA test or something, I'm not entirely sure about the details but my father found out Ezra and I weren't his.""What do you mean?""After a few years into the marriage, my mother was having an affair with her former lover, the one she'd initially wanted to marry. She loved that man and couldn't forget him. Antonio Ruiz. We called him Uncle Tony. He was also my father's friend. We were an outcome of l

Ken was standing in the doorway, dressed in scrubs, giving me a weird look. "What are you doing, standing there so awkwardly?" I had to remain calm. "I was just making breakfast." I said, and then a little louder, "KENNETH, if you were going to come home EARLY, why didn't you call me? I would have made breakfast ready!" "Why are you screaming at the top of your lungs? I'm right here and I can hear you just fine." He said, obviously irritated from a twenty-hour shift. "Well, thought you were going to fall asleep any minute. Just making sure you're awake." I said. He eyed the half-eaten plate of eggs on the table. "Sometimes you act really strange, Riley, do you know that?" I tried not to take offense to that. "How would you like your eggs?" "Scrambled, if you can. And thanks. I'll just go get a shower first. I smell like a fucking animal farm." He said, slipping off his coat and then stripping out of the blue uniform t-