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BRIAN'S POVI was pissed the whole day, having caught Blair on Steven’s call and I could not seem to understand why she never stayed in her lane. “Stephen,” I called back,“Brian, what is happening? Are you also in trouble over there?” Stephen’s voice was heavy with concern. “I'm fine, I'm fine,” I replied lightly. “What is happening?” I questioned. “I need to return as soon as possible,” I said, “it's becoming pretty difficult to remain a secret here, especially with this snoopy wife of mine,” I added. “Wife?” Stephen exclaimed in shock. I placed my hand on my forehead, recalling that I had never mentioned Blair to him. “Brian, wife?” He queried again, “now you're living a double life?” “What if anyone finds out and she becomes a target? Or a link to get to you?” Stephen expressed his concern. “I have it under control,” I responded, “she knows nothing,” I added.“Well, I wouldn't say anything, with the way you're complaining,” Stephen said. “Hey, meet me at the spot in an ho
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BLAIR’S POV I followed Ashley, a little scared to a garage we snuck into. “Common,” she said, noticing my skepticism and hesitation.I looked around, and having no choice, I followed her in. The garage was attached to a glorious mansion at an estate not very far off. Ashley turned on the lights and there were loads of cartons at one corner, and a little bed, barely enough for one person at the other side. “You can stay with me for a while,” she said, bringing out a burger from a paper bag.“Where are your parents?” I questioned.“I've never had any,” she replied.I felt my heart sink at her reply. “So, you live here? Taking care of yourself?” I inquired calmly. “I ran away from the foster home since I was ten,” she said, “it's not so much out here, but at least it's better than the foster home.” she said, pulling out a burger from a paper bag. “I can't take that,” I said,“It's okay, I have another,” she said, “I got two offers today,” she said, pulling out another paper bag.
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BLAIR'S POV CONTINUES All day, Ashley and I would hunt scrap wristwatches and clocks, and sneak back into the garage at sundown. This routine had gone on for a week, and although I was getting quite used to the early mornings and hunting routine, I couldn't deny how exhausting it was. I admired Ashley’s strength and couldn't believe that a girl as young as she was, was out here trying to put her life together in this manner. It was another day of scrap hunting for us, and thanks to Ashley, I was getting used to the streets of Vegas.I didn't have to worry about getting lost, or a random stranger finding me and returning me to my father's mansion. That was my greatest fear. If I was ever returned to father, there was no telling what he would do to me this time. Moreso, with Brian's absence at the mansion, I might need another toothbrush to scrub the walls, before mother lets me out of her sight. “You can go in that direction, I'd go this way,” Ashley said, as soon as we got to a
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BRIAN'S POV THREE YEARS AGOI paced in my office angrily.“This is the third time!” I yelled at the top of my voice, smashing my phone on the ground. “Third time! And they can't pin all of this to anyone? No one at all?” I was agitated. “Calm down Brian” Steve said.“Calm down, you say?” I sat at my desk, “I am being hunted down like an animal, Steve,” I said, “it's from one ambush to another, and merely lucky to still have my life, but for how long?” I said, “huh?” I hit my fist on the desk. “Burning down my warehouse at the exact time I was to be there?” I scoffed. “This is more than sheer coincidence, Steve, and I'm not having it,” Steve only watched me, as I ranted and expressed my anger. “If the law doesn't take its course in three days, I'd obviously have to take the laws into my hands,” I sounded a threat. “Until now, there is no evidence to apprehend anyone,” Steve said, “you have a lot of enemies and rivals, Brian, and for all we know, anyone could be behind this,” he
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BLAIR'S POV “There, you have the truth!” he said. “I had to leave town and come here as a different person,” he further explained, “until the police trace the attempts on my life to someone, I can neither return nor use any of those I.D you saw,” I took a deep breath, marveled at his story.‘Who would have thought?’I had always thought Brian had a weird dress sense. He always dressed to work like some spy. Everyday, he would arrive at Father's mansion in black leather clothings, dark shades and hats he'd change everyday. “But it's been three years,” I said, “there's no there's still a threat on your life back at Winchester,” I added.“Steven thinks so too,” he replied, “but if there still is, I can't find out in person,” he replied. “I took some measures to check if the town is safe for me to return to.” He said. “How's that?” I asked. I had barely dropped my statement, when his phone rang. It was a call from Steven. We stared at each other briefly, before he proceeded to an
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BLAIR’S POV CONTINUES The police searched every nook and cranny of the house, and my only prayer, like Brian, was that they didn't trigger the button that brought out his hidden files. I could only imagine how disastrous that would have been, and I was unready to witness such chaos. Despite their inability to find any thousand dollars in the house, or in Brian's possession, they insisted he followed to the police station, which he did. I only had tears flowing down my cheeks in endless streams, as they took him away. “Whatever happens, do not leave the house,” Brian said, following the police like he was being led to the slaughter. I wasn't sure what was going on, but I didn't at all believe the story of Brian taking my mother's one thousand dollars. I impatiently paced the house, from end to end, crying and drowning myself in thoughts, for hours, and Brian had not returned yet. I so badly wanted to obey his instructions, but I could no longer hold myself together I quickly l
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BLAIR'S POV CONTINUES“Where are we going?” I questioned, as pulled me out of the apartment. Outside the apartment was black Bentley flying spur. Brian hurriedly flew into the driver's seat.I stood at the door, staring at the vehicle and what luxury it spoke, with its shinny color.“Common, we don't have time,” he opened the door from his end, yelling at me. “How were you able to afford this?” I queried, “who's vehicle is this?” I threw more questions.“Common, Blair,” Brian's voice showed his exasperation.I didn't have the time to throw more questions, as we began to hear rapid gunshots in our direction. I bent my head, hurrying into the vehicle, shivering from the tip of my hair to those of my feet. Brian drove off at almost two hundred kilometers per hour, and it wasn't long before two vehicles were behind us in a chase, shooting bullets at us. “Shit!” Brian exclaimed, hitting the steering wheel. I sat in fear, without any words, thinking over and over about the near death
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BLAIR'S POV CONTINUES Brian hitting me up with the ‘We’re going to Turkey’ line had to be the craziest thing I had heard in all my life. Steven took a deep breath, walking out of the room, dialing a number as he walked past. “Brian, this has to stop,” I said defensively, “It has to stop and it has to stop now,” I said.Brain turned away from me, staring out the window. “You don't expect me to hop on a flight with you, as a completely different person, to cover your…” I was still ranting, when Brian just walked past me, taking a seat at the distal end of the bed. “Brian,” I called, following behind him. “Now's not the time, Blair,” he said, in a bid to shut me out. “There's never a time,” I said, “you have to…” Brian abruptly leaned in, pressing his lips against mine, shutting me up. My heart skipped a beat. I was beaming with joy. He caught me by surprise, a rather pleasant surprise. We remained lip-locked for a few minutes, and the room was thereafter enveloped by a thick
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