Hardin's POV“I will make him lay dearly if he is behind this,” I said to myself as I angrily left the casino and walked directly to the car.“Any update from search?” I asked as I tilted my head to look at Diego, who shook his head slowly before he talked.“The search stopped a moment ago. I told you that she was out of this town and if at all she is still in this town, then whoever took her is very perfect at what he does.” He replaced me, and I felt angry by his words immediately. “Who asked you to stop the search?” I asked harshly, and he lowered his head slowly as he dared not look into my face. I heaved a sigh, clearing my throat before I talked.“Call them and let them continue with the search until she is found, no one sleeps, eats, or does anything. Every one of you should keep searching for her.” I said in a definite tone, and he bowed his head, understanding the kind of state that I was. He took out his phone and dialed their contact.“Continue with the search until she is
Hardin's POVI paced around my room slowly, with a glass of whiskey in my hand, as I could not get my mind off Freda. I heaved a sigh as I stopped at the center of the room, heaving a sigh as I thought about what to do. My heart skipped a beat as I could only imagine what she was going through at that moment. “Freda, where are you?” I said as I looked up to the ceiling, heaving a great sigh as my mind was not settled at all. I walked slowly back to my bed, sitting on the edge of the bed.I slowly stretched my arm to the side drawer, bringing it out and taking a stick of cigar out of it. The only thing that was constantly playing in my mind was how Freda was faring and what she was going through. I lit up my cigar and started to smoke. I could not remember the last time I smoked a cigar as Freda was around, as she hated the smell of it. I stood up slowly from the bed to the table, filling my glass with whiskey as I intended to drink, perhaps I would have an idea of where to find her.
Freda's POVIt was no longer a new thing to me, sitting on the chair for a very long time, as my butt was now getting used to it. I was very sure that my legs must have gone numb, and I would not be able to stand up for a while. I heaved a sigh as I tilted my head from side to side to see if there was anything that I could do to free myself, but I could not come up with any. As I checked around the room, my gaze suddenly fell on a bottle that stood idle in one corner.A thought suddenly crossed my mind as I gazed continuously at it. “I could break and cut off the rope.” I thought as I tried to move with the chair to where the bottle was, making a great noise. I stopped for a moment as I thought I heard footsteps approaching, but no one showed up after a while. I soon dragged myself with the chair to the bottle, and I thought of how to get to it with my hand. I heaved a sigh as I fell with the chair on the ground, groaning as I felt pain. I slowly turned on the floor and tried to reac
Freda's POV“Get the fuck off her.” He said as he grabbed him and threw him across as if he were some piece of wood lying on the ground.“How did you find this place,” Jim asked as he struggled to get on his feet, chuckling.“You always leave your traces uncovered,” Hardin said as he gazed sternly at him. I coughed on the ground, holding my throat as I tried to numb the pain that I felt. “Are you okay?” Hardin asked as he came closer to me, helping me sit up on the floor. I nodded my head slowly, and he immediately tilted his head to look at Jim, who was already on his feet and had a vicious smirk on his face. “What do you think you are here to do?” He asked in a calm tone as if he were a villain in a movie. “You know what, Jim? I made a mistake sending her here in the first place for you to train her. I am here to correct that mistake.” Hardin said, and I only moved slowly to the side of the wall to rest my back as I watched the two men face each other.“You are just bluffing, man
Freda's POVI stayed there on the ground, unable to decide what next to do as I watched Hardin slowly lose consciousness. I tried to murmur words out, but the only thing I could do was cry. Tears filled my eyes and rolled down my cheek freely as I could not do anything. “Hardin, please wake up.” I thought in my mind but could not bring myself to say it out. I tried to swallow the lump that grew in my throat, but each time I tried, it ended up growing bigger. My heart continued to race faster as I tilted my head around, confused.“Well, that was just a bonus. You both think you could really do all that to me and get away with it?” Jim said as he slowly approached me with the gun pointed towards me. At this point, nothing else mattered to me, as all I wanted was to see Hardin awake again. I heaved a sigh, cleaning the tears from my eyes to have a clearer vision of Jim. I gave him a stern look, and his cocky smile slowly transformed into a frown. I could only imagine the cruel things tha
Freda's POVI sat there in the waiting room, as different thoughts ran through my mind. It has been three hours since he was taken into the theaters for surgery. I took a deep breath as I tried to calm my racing heart, but it was not working at all. I tried to swallow the lump that I felt in my throat but stopped after several unsuccessful attempts. I tilted my head to look at the other people in the waiting room as I took some time out to imagine what their various patients were going through. My mind soon wandered back to Hardin, as I did not know how his surgery was going.I stood up abruptly as I became uncomfortable sitting down there on the chair. I started to pace around the waiting room slowly, lost in thoughts. I walked back and forth in the room, unable to control my thoughts. My heart skipped a beat each time I remembered how he was shot and how he fell on me. I chuckled dryly as I recalled answering the doctor and telling him that I was his wife. Then, my mind wandered off
Freda's POVI only watched him as he talked, as I could not make sense out of what he was saying. I stayed there frozen as I could not get my mind off what the doctor had just said. “Hardin is still in a coma?” I thought as if that was the only thing that filled my mind. I suddenly felt a touch and I jolted, tilting my head around to see who it was. I then noticed that the two officers were standing before me, and I inhaled deeply, tilting my head to look at my best friend and then back at them before I talked.“Good day, officers. How may I help you.” I said and they both tilted their head and looked at each other. One heaved a sigh, taking a step forward before he talked.“We are from the local police department and we would like to have you in the station to answer a few questions about what had happened earlier.” He said, and I tilted my head to look at her as she patted me slowly behind. “Sure… sure.” I stuttered as I tilted my head back to look at them.“I will come over to the
Freda's POVI sat there crying profusely as I watched Hardin lying helplessly on the bed. I could not help but heave a heavy sigh of frustration, as it had been four solid weeks of laying there without waking up or saying anything. My heart bled as I continued to watch him. My eyes were heavy from the lack of sleep. I could no longer bear the silence, so I cleaned my eyes and took a deep breath before I talked.“Hardin,” I called out softly as I looked over his oxygen mask to see his closed eyes.“Hardin, I know you can hear me. Please come back to me. I can't keep living like this. It's been four weeks Hardin, you kept mute and refused to talk to me. Please open your eyes, Hardin. You should have allowed me to take that bullet. I survived it once, and could survive it again.” I said as tears rolled down my cheek. My heart racing faster as I was eager to see him open his eyes, but it did not look like he was going to open his eyes anytime soon.“Hardin, please, you have made me love y