"Good, now tell us, what relationship did you and Steven Grant share?" Agent Freza asked. "We went to the same university and were dating for a while." She truthfully answered fearing that they might snap her neck off. And for two full hours that was how it went, them asking questions and her now answering them, but she made sure to not confess that she was the one that killed him. She remembered what her lawyers told her that whenever she found herself in a deepshit kind of situation she should never admit to being guilty. "Alright, thank you for your cooperation," Agent Freza said as the two got up and then he held out a phone to her. "You have one phone call, don't waste it."Harper took it and instantly called her lawyer knowing her dad wouldn't answer a strange number. "Jack, I'm at the FBI headquarters. I need you here pronto and inform my dad about it too." She said to the person in the other line. "Have they questioned you?" He asked and she told him what they questioned
It was like a dream, no one ever thought an affluent wealthy person could ever get punished for their wrong doing, but if you went to the right people and had a decent amount of power you could get justice. Agent Martin stood with handcuffs the minute the court adjourned, he walked to Harper with a smirk on his face, and she hated it. She hated it when people were arrogant towards her. He reached her side and without saying a word, put her hands behind her back and cuffed her. At first she resisted but she had to submit, her dad would get her out soon, she shouldn't worry. "Dad, get me out of here soon and make sure to make them pay." Harper said through gritted teeth, her voice still proud and arrogant not understanding the gravity of her actions. Her dad looked at her sympathetically, no matter how hard he tried, he'd probably managed to lessen her sentence to a few years but had no way of getting her out unless a breakout. "I'll try to get you out but can't make any promises
A bright light bit Scar's face rudely waking her and causing her to squint her eyes open. She was met with the beautiful scenery of blue clouds and a small garden. She was about to get up but a hand around her waist securely held her in place. That was when she realized that this wasn't her room, last night memories began to flood back and she remembered that they were heading to Seb's house and she fell asleep in the car. Slowly, she managed to veer around and was met with a sleeping, adorable looking Seb, she admired his beautifully sculptured face still in his arms. His hair was messy and tempting, her fingers itched to play with them, alas she succumbed to the feeling and began playing with his hair. A moan escaped his lips as his eyes fluttered open. "Good morning my love."Scar smiled at him, "Good morning Mr Ash.""You woke up early," Seb commented as he kissed her forehead. "Yes, wait, what time is it?" Scar asked before she could completely answer. Seb raised his hand c
Scar didn't say another word after they left Robbie, the news was too much, she wondered why Seb didn't tell her, what was his reason, her mind was out of sorts, she wondered if Seb was the man she ran from or maybe that's another secret brother, but then couldn't get any answers, because only Seb or Lucas could answer those questions. "Alright that's enough mopping, let's go get some ice cream and cheer you up." Nat eventually broke the silence between the two of them. "I'm not in the mood." Scar seemed confused, enraged, and sad wondering what was going on in her life. "I'm not taking no for an answer now let's go, " Nat didn't wait for Scar's reply and pulled her along, Scar eventually gave up. A few minutes later they reached an ice cream truck, "Hello ladies, what can I get ya?" The ice cream man asked, beaming brightly. His smile kind of made Scar feel better and forget the confusion, sadness, and anger she was feeling. Nat then turned her attention to Scar, her eyes ask
Lucas reached the area where Natalie was, he wore a police uniform and some sunglasses so that she wouldn't recognize him. She was seated on a bench across from him, her eyes looked devoid and sad. With quick strides, he reached her in no time. Nat noticed a pair of black boots in her peripheral, she instantly saw a tall man dressed in a police uniform looming over her. She realized that he was probably sent from the station to investigate Scar's kidnapping. "Good afternoon Miss Nat, how are you holding up?" he deepened his voice so that she couldn't recognize him. "I'm alright," She muttered, her voice came out strange like it wasn't hers. He proceeded to ask her what happened so that he seemed legit and she began telling him every single detail about what happened. He patiently waited for her to finish listening to every word, then he sat next to her and embraced her. She was caught off-guard but later melted in his embrace. She let the tears she was holding eventually fall,
Her eyes shot open and she was met with dark brown coffee eyes. The guy smiled and his dimples showed, his eyes sparkled in the dark and she wondered what he was excited about. He let go of her face, "For a moment there I almost bought your little act but your breath hitched when I reached the bottom of the stairs."Scar shuddered at the sound of his voice, it seemed so sinister that it scared her a lot t, she didn't know what he wanted but it couldn't be anything good. "Why aren't saying anything love, I don't bite." He softly said. The glint in his eyes told her that if she didn't reply he might hurt her. "I, I was just wondering." She managed to let out, her throat was dry causing her voice to crack. He got up and walked somewhere behind her, then returned with a bottle of water, he brought it closer to her lips, "Here." But Scar was reluctant to drink from it, what if it was poisoned or something like that? "It's not poisoned," He said as if reading her mind, she looked at h
Two days had passed since Tony came down to the basement and had that conversation with Scar, two days had passed since she saw him, two solid days. Whenever it was time to eat someone else brought her food, but she hadn't seen him again, she didn't even know his name. For two days, his words had been playing in her mind non-stop, she was heartbroken and wounded. That day after he left, she had cried her heart out, she cried so much she thought she had finished all her tears but surprisingly she didn't because she cried again the next day. Everything in her hated Seb scratch that she loathed him. She didn't want to see or hear anything about him, at this point she had given up, she didn't care whether she lived or died, whatever would happen would happen. The only person who gave her hope of wanting to get out of that place was Nat, and when she got out they'd leave and go somewhere far away.Far from Seb and everything to do with him. She was weak and had no strength, the first d
Scar woke up at the bright rays of sunlight shining on her face through a crack in the wall, she sighed then flattered her eyes open one after the other. She couldn't stretch her body as she was still tied up so she just stretched her neck. She heard jingles of keys as usual they brought her breakfast. The door unlocked and one of Tony's men appeared with a tray of food, he waited until she was done. As she deliberately slowly ate her food, she made sure to take note of the man before her, what he wore, and what weapons he had. His focus was elsewhere which made it easier for her to check him out. He had a gun on his front in his pants and it stuck out a little bit, then to his left was a knife, it hung loosely and if she got closer she'd be able to get it. A plan popped up in her mind and she smiled, they flung herself to the side landing with a thud on the floor but before that secured the glass properly. The man finally stared at her with a glare. "I'm so sorry, I lost my bala