Twenty-Five: More Fire

LISA

My mouth parted slightly as Axel stopped briefly in front of an apartment. It wasn't a mansion like I'd been expecting and it wasn't an apartment block either, it was just an elite bungalow that befitted the image Axel had built for himself in school.

But was completely unbefitting of who he really was.

The gates slid open automatically and he drove in.

I expected guards and his soldiers to be running around the house but I saw nothing, well, except for flowers and more flowers that beautified the front of his apartment and made up a small pathway to the front door.

Wasn't it ironic that someone like Axel was growing flowers?

"Are you not going to get down?" his words jolted me out of my reverie and I turned to see him unbuckling his seat belt. I didn't even realize that he had packed the car.

I got down cautiously, half expecting guns to be pointed at my head and for his men to dash out of their hiding but nothing happened. I heard nothing except for the slight thumping of my