Jack paced back and forth in the room. He felt annoyed at everything that was happening, he was constantly being attacked, yet all he did was mind his own business. Jack stood by the window, noticing a car resembling Max's brothers. He knew if he were to bump into them again, he would probably kill. He picked up his phone and dialed Claire's number. She answered immediately.
"Jack, are you okay?"
"I'm fine. Sorry for disturbing you, but can I get Max's number?"
"You called me because you want Max's number. Why do you want his number?"
"I think I see his brothers outside my house, and I am not in the mood to put up with their shit again. I can't guarantee what might happen."
"Jack, calm down. It's not them. They are here by his place."
Jack went silent, “Okay, good.” Before she could say anything, he hung up.
She called him back, "Jack, did you just hang up on me?"
"No, Claire, we were done talking."
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"We will get out of this.""I know we will. I don't doubt that,” Jack smiled, “just wish I could have saved my dad.”"You can't be a hero all the time."Jack looked around; it was quiet, and he had never had this much peace for a while. There came an incoming message from Claire, "Where are you, Jack?"He ignored the text and wandered around. Jack's phone rang from an unknown number, "Hello?"The other end was quiet; all he could hear was breathing on the other end of the receiver, “who is there?” He repeated; there was no answer except for heavy breathing, “hello?” He repeated when the call had dropped.The phone rang again, " Hello?"“Hi, sorry if I bothered you. It sounds like I caught you on a bad time?""Who am I speaking to?" Jack asked politely, "oh, I thought you would recognize my voice; it's Tania.""Aah, Tania, from the photo shoot?"She went quiet, "Yes,
“We are almost there.”“I am starving and dehydrated.”Angela saw a nearby garage and stopped getting them food and drinks. She parked the car out of sight and asked Nicole to stay there.After getting them food, she climbed in the car, “Nicole, I am glad you are eating,” Said Angela.They sat and ate and filled up the car with gas on their way. They were back home. Angela was excited to deliver the news that Nicole was still alive.Meanwhile, Jack and Tania left the house, and Tania insisted they take her latest Mercedes. Jack had agreed to travel with her car under the condition he drives.“Thats how I like it.” She joked, “So, where would you like to go?”“Anywhere the wind blows us, it's kinda dark.”Jack agreed, “how about we go for dinner?”“I hope it won't be anything fancy because I am abit underdressed, as you can see.&rdqu
“Hands up, everyone drop your weapons,” said the cops, "Your timing sucks." “Hand in the air,” the cop insisted, “drop your weapon,” he dropped his gun on the ground, and Jack turned around to look at the cop. The distressed cop insisted, “put down your gun. We won't ask again.” Swat surrounded the building; Jack looked around; he knew he was in deep trouble because it was an illegal firearm, "fine, relax, I am putting the gun down to the ground." He placed the gun on the floor; the cops ran up to him, and the gun handcuffed the armed men and Jack. Claire snuck out, pretending to be a customer, "Marcus, we have a problem?" "Claire, I told you not to call me when you are around him or anyone; you are drawing unwanted attention." "Marcus, just shut up and listen; something happened here at the restaurant. They wanted to take Tania hostage, but Jack interfered, and the cops now surround this place. "Who are those guys? Who wanted to take
"I am scared, Angela." Angela turned to look at Nicole as she touched her hand; Angel felt Nicole's trembling hands hovering just above her skin, afraid to make it obvious, clammy sweat that seemed to seep from her pores. Her skin crawled, and her bones rattled; her muscles screamed of a horror unseen. She felt fear in the hair on the back of her neck. It is like invisible fingers running along her spine. She wanted to scream but knew it would alert the shooters. Angela covered Nicole's eyes by letting her lean on her shoulder. The next moment, there went multiple gunshots, which was frightening. Nicole gripped Angela tight as the gunshots went off, windows breaking and screaming. Nicole realized her family was inside and let go of Angela; Angela pulled her back, covering her mouth, "there is nothing you can do." Angela removed her magazine, "dammit, only a few bullets." Neighbors wouldn't dare to be so nosy as to what was happening. The men moved closer to t
"Jack, is that you?" "Brother, I am glad to see you are doing okay?” Jack walked up to Nicole in disbelief that it was her. "You're alive?" “Yes,” Nicole frowned; “why do you look so surprised?" "I am not; it’s just that you have been gone for months." "Your sister saved me, but I can't remember how I got there; all I did seeing is a river." Jack felt relieved as Angela suspiciously looked at him. Nicole walked up to Jack and placed her arms around his neck, “I am happy to see you, especially after what happened.” "I am glad to see you as well. Can we talk in private?" "I will excuse myself while you guys catch up." "Before I do anything, I need to freshen Angela. Do you have any clothes I could borrow?” “Sure, in my room. You do remember my room, right?" Nicole looked confused and looked up to the ceiling, “why am I here?" Jack looked at his sister. Angela walked up to her and touched he
"Claire, this is a surprise." "You're telling me; I thought you were missing. Angela, welcome back." "Where were you, Nicole? The whole town was looking for you." "Now is not the time, Claire. It's good seeing you; please come in." Claire walked through the house to the lounge, where she saw Jack and Marcus. She awkwardly stood there, "Am I disturbing you, guy?" "No, not at all." Said Jack. “Marcus and Nicole, I am terribly sorry for what has happened to your parents. If there is anything I could do, please let me know." Marcus nodded, "We will let you know." "I saw your house is a crime scene. Do you guys have a place to stay?" "I am at a friend. Nicole will be here with Angela." Claire knew Jack and Nicole had a history, as she nodded, "Nicole, why don't you stay over by me?" "No thanks, I feel more at home here than I felt at my own place." "Okay then, would you mind if I pulled Jack a
"I need you to erase all footage involving us in Nicole's disappearance." Jack stood outside on the phone, "keep in mind that we thought she was dead; what these people have done to her is worst than death." "Now that the father is out of the way, we must ensure all evidence is erased and keep Claire clear of any documents. We gave her that ranking for a reason. Quiet, someone is coming; we will continue this conversation." "Yes, Boss." Jack hung up the phone, pulling out his unlimited premium black card with a gold layer around the edge. No one knows he owns one, as he linked it with his apple pay. Growing up, his mother always taught him to be wise, always be ahead, and recognize enemies by keeping them close. "Marcus, hey buddy, I never saw you standing behind me." Marcus nodded at Jack, "the way you jumped, I could swear you are hiding something." Jack placed his hand in his pocket and walked up to Marcus, “we all have something to hide, d
His eyes snapped open before dawn from a long restlessness. He had fought for too many hours to stay dreaming, and he knew there was nothing left to do but get up. He got up, turned off his alarm to spare his sleeping sound, and stumbled into the living room, where he stood in front of the window for several minutes, scratching his bare belly. He went outside. The cold wasn't the biting but the slow seeping kind. He wished he had brought his slippers but didn't want to return to his room to get them. He felt he was doing something important, surveying the land, taking in something he saw only a few times per year: the darkness before dawn. The feeling of restlessness, the deaths of his parents, who he was, and who he became. His consciences started to bother him. Maybe his dad was not that bad after all, all he had was a sister, and now they were sharing a place with Nicole, so much had changed, he had left his phone in his room, that dream had woke him from his deep sleep, conscien