“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
"Why did you look so worried?" "Because Marcus, I was instructed to bring you in." "You have called out the executioner; by pressing that button twice, the silencer would have killed that man in public." "There must be a mistake; I pressed the black button once, not twice, unless someone higher than me was there and your life was endangered? There was only me, my sister, Angela, and her Brother. There must be some mistake.” "Anyway, the General wants to see you." "This is not good, is it?" Claire shook her head, then shrugged, “they sent out four men to bring you in this morning, but it seems like those guys didn't pitch. This is the thing with hiring criminals on contract. They are never reliable." Marcus never thought much of it until he picked up his Jacket. He stood still, looking out the window, "Marcus come, we have to go." Marcus stood in silence, then said, "Angela came this morning back from a store but had blo
"Someone had to call the shot to have me cleared, and why do they want to know why we are here alone." Claire was no longer looking at Marcus. She was sipping through her straw, staring at Jack. "Claire, I am right in front of you, and you are looking at them?" "Sorry about that. I was a little distracted; what were you saying?" "Nevermind, where are we going after this? How about your place?" "I will take a rain check on that. I have some files to submit. I have a life also, you know." "No need to jump down my throat." “Marcus, let's join your sister and them.” "You can go join my sister. I am leaving." “Why do you want to leave? The night is still young.” "You just said you have a life, and you have to study." "Yes, I do, but that can wait till tomorrow." "Silencer saw us over here, you know, by us going to them, it could endanger them." Claire looked at Marcus, "You have a poin
“She was having a seizure; call the ambulance, Jack!” Angela turned Nicole on her side, Angela had tried to keep her calm, and Ambulance arrived after her seizure, which lasted for fifteen seconds. "The paramedic insisted on taking her to the hospital for a checkup. Angela agreed. Nicole looked around; the room was white, and the light was bright. The doctor came out with a file, lowering his glasses. He is in his sixties, well-built for his age, tanned, and has short hair. He looked up at Angela, "I am doctor Marvins." He reached out his hand and shook Angela’s and Jack’s hands. “It's Good that you have brought her in for a checkup. She has absence seizures, sudden stopping movements, and the appearance of daydreaming. Have you noticed any of these symptoms?" “Yeah, we have, but we never realized it's this serious.” “Can you tell me any occurrence in her life that might have caused this?” “Yes, doctor,” Angela explained what happened