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~*~ "He was here." I breathed, unsure of how I should feel. My brother was here. Sinister’s eyes shot to the slightly opened balcony door and he neared it threateningly while keeping a hold on his gun. Swiftly pushing it open, he frowned. “Nothing." "Sinister, what are we going to do now?"I sighed hopelessly as I sat on the chair, Daniel was here. It feels as if we're so close yet so far." "Time's running out. I need that file." "What is it even about?" *Nothing you should be concerned about." He stated harshly. “Fine. You don't have to be so rude, dipshit. At least we got back Becca." I smiled thankfully. “I wouldn't count that as a win, Angel. If Vitaly finds out that she's not where he wants her to be then your friend over there would be shitting rainbows." "She needs to get out of here." I panicked. “The safest place right now for her won't be with you." “Thanks, I feel so safe now." I rolled my eyes, "She has family in Canada. Do you think that-" "It’l
Shadows of Deception “If you want me, then come get me.”
~*~“What?” “I thought you knew him.” “For a brief minute or two.”I shifted. “I’ll tell you this, Archer doesn't do favors for just anyone. I was surprised when Sinister said that Devereaux would help you." “He must have just thought of it as helping Sinister. I assure you it can't be me that he's helping.” “Perhaps.” “Perhaps.” I frowned in deep thought. For the entire drive back to Sinister’s house, I fought myself to stop thinking about things that didn't need to be thought about at this time. “This is where we part, Miss Becky.” Leighton smiled as he unlocked the car door. Getting out, I smelled gratefully, “Thank you, Marc.” As I was about to walk away, he called me. “Becky, be careful.” I smiled at the sincerity, “It’s my mantra, Marc.” “No, you don’t understand. These people are dangerous. You seem like a nice girl, Miss Grey. For some reason, I don’t know if you are involved with them, but just be cautious. Trust no one.” “I thought you were with them?” I frowned
Shadows of Deception Safe.
~*~I looked out the window towards the exit of the estate. If I were to leave now, I would have to be extra cautious and not stupid like last time. Sinister should not be able to find me yet.I grabbed the bike keys and stuffed it into my pocket. Looking around the room for the last time, I felt an ache in my chest. I didn't want to do this, but he left me no choice.It would have been an easy plan, but it would have drawn too much attention to me. As I slowly eased myself to the nearby window, I peeked through to take note of an empty room. I wasn't going to kill myself today by falling off a building, so I cautiously entered the room. It looked like a guest room.God Beck, think.The only other way in which I could get out of this place was through the back exit, but I had never exactly ventured around the house to say I completely knew it. I guess it was a chance I had to take. I frowned at the idea. What if I opened a door and Sinister was right there?Taking a deep breath, I to
Shadows of Deception Peace and conflict.
~*~“Safe,” was all he stated, and parked in front of a house. He nodded to me to get out of the car as he also did and walked to the side garage.“James,” Marc called.The garage seemed a mess with all the car tools scattered. Someone seemed to be working on repairing a car here.“Novak, where you at man?” Marc called again, “We have a little company.”It wasn't that long until a man around the same age as Sinister walked out the door drinking a bottle of water. His chin-length hair framed his face perfectly well and tousled as the wind licked it. His face seemed youthful, yet his facial hair gave him a grungy yet oddly attractive maturity. He frowned, but his eyes read us for answers.“What's this about?” he knitted his eyebrows and turned his attention towards Marc.“Kid needs a car:”“We don't do charity, Marc.”“Just hear her out, James.”He looked at me again, slightly softening his expression, “What's your name?”“Becky,” I answered as I took my earrings off, “-Grey. And I'm no
Shadows of Deception Deception…
~*~ “If I told you that Marc's wife is dead and buried there, would you believe me?” My heart dropped upon hearing that. “What? But he said that his wife was kidnapped, and he's trying to get her back by working for Sinister.” “He refused to believe that she's dead, Becky," “How are you so sure it's her then?” “When I met Marc he was almost dead. This is not long after I came to your country for some work. I had attended a function. That same night, I heard some noises just outside the hall at the back door. When I got there it was almost too late. The woman was in a bad state, she was stabbed multiple times. Marc was bleeding to death but hugging her and begging for someone to save his wife. I saw the old man who did it but saving them was more important. I carried them to the hospital, but doctors couldn't save his wife, only Marc made it. He lost his memory of the incident but remembered making the deal with the Salvatores to get his wife back." “Oh my god.” I stood sh
Shadows of Deception Parties and confusion.
~*~ “Well," I smiled teasingly, “That was something.” “Megan is not for me.” He answered. “Oh, so you have a type? I mean, she's beautiful though.” James gave a soft, short laugh, “You can be the most beautiful woman in the world, but if you're heart' is full of shit, that's not for me.”I honestly hadn't expected him to say something like that. It wasn't a ‘Sinister Response'. His way of thinking was so different from what I assumed it was.“Kid,” Marc called me as he poked his head out the door, “You all can come on in here if you like, I would like if you meet Martha.”I hesitated a bit, but James indicated to me that I should go.James got kept back with a phone call, so I followed Marc through the room and up a flight of stairs where we came to a cozy living area with a few doors to the side and a small open concept kitchen at the corner.“Oh this is lovely,” I smiled. The atmosphere gave such a welcoming hug.“Oh, you must be Becky!” a hearty voice called from behind me. A t
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~*~James had been downstairs for more than twenty minutes and Marc had left along with the kids as well. I told myself I'd have patience, but that was running out quickly.“Are you alright?” Martha asked calmly behind me as she sat with Caleb, who was falling asleep on the sofa.“No, I just feel a little nauseous. I'll step outside for a bit." I smiled politely back at her and exited the room.There was this gut feeling inside me that something was wrong. Rushing down the stairs, I looked around for James, but he was nowhere to be found. Something was definitely wrong. Abruptly, I heard a loud thud that came from behind the back door outside. Making my way towards it, I heard two voices in argument, one including James.“Stop this nonsense, Ana. It has been going on for too long."“I will never stop until I get justice for my sister. After what you did to her:” She hissed.“I never hurt Violet. You knew this."“Oh please.” She scoffed, “And what about my mother?”“You've been accusin
Shadows of Deception ‘A friend like you…’
~*~ “Want to get a drink with me?”Taking a deep breath, I gave a small nod, “Sure,”“Okay,” I began as we sat at the table with our drinks, What was that all about?”“Which part?”“I’ll probably start with the most interesting part that doesn't involve me, but I'm curious as hell.” I smiled.“Ana-Maria?”“No, Violet.”There was a sudden look of anguish that washed across his face, but he hid it as he took a drink calmly and responded, “She meant everything to me, I'd never hurt her.”“Meant…?”“I need to start from the very beginning to help you understand Becky, starting with my parents,”For a second I wondered if I did the right thing by asking him about this, but James somehow had this willingness to relate his story to me.“I was born in Croatia,” he began, “My mother is Croatian and my father is Romanian. My father constantly left us to fulfill his work responsibilities elsewhere until one day I discovered my mother was becoming very ill and needed urgent treatment. We didn't
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