Nick
I had Lara handled for now last night. I needed to figure out how to handle everything else that has been going on. It was all too much, but I refused to admit that to my father. He would rub it in my face or worse, call me weak.
Memories of my childhood flashed in my head. A constant reminder of everything I had to endure through with my father. The demeaning words and the insults. The clawed in my head trying to scratch through to break me, but I refused. Breaking down would mean going somewhere dark. I didn't want to go back there.
I squeezed the stress ball harder. The stupid the shrank in my hand. This was not even reaching the surface to being therapeutic for me. The only other thing would be to take the damn calming pills, but I didn't those. I don't want to be high and relaxed. I need to focus. Control and calm. I c
Razor I might be serving my own head on a silver platter here but Nick left me no choice. He was trying to prove he was his own man but he was failing. He can’t handle the power. He liked to be in control but he lacked the balance to execute things. He was crushing fast after speeding head strong too quickly. “Well I’ll be damned,” Charles laughed as he dropped his book and looked at me, “If it isn’t my best henchman.” “Boss,” I bowed a little. “I doubt my son would love it if he sees you calling me boss. Careful he might kill your family,” Charles laughed. I frowned as I took a step to him. I don’t think I have ever seen him like this. “Boss?” I paused looking at him, “Are you okay?” “Oh don’t w
James I knew this was a bad idea but I had no option. I had thought of all the possibilities and one stuck with me. I could be wrong about Nick and get my sister killed. I could be right and still get her killed. This was not an option. Harper back alive was my priority at the moment no matter the cost. Faith too. I can’t let those two die when I can do something. I wanted to help find Adam and go to Glendale but I couldn’t. I can’t leave Harper. I could lose her and fail to always protect her. I can’t fail her. My phone buzzed in my pocket and I swore under my breath as I quickly put it on silent and whispered. “Fred.” “James, James?” he said, “Are you there?” “Yes,” I whispered, “I can’t talk right now.” I said.
JamesI was not out of the woods yet. Not by a long shot. I was still inside the precinct crouching and crawling like a covert soldier in training. I was in too deep to turn myself in. I can’t get caught. Not now. Not until I save my sister. I had to get out of here.I held the bracelet a little tighter as a reminder of why I was doing this.I didn’t know how I was going to make it out and by the sound of the alarm and the heavy footsteps below me. I knew they were all instructed to capture me. I just needed to get to the roof.I knew this was not going to be easy but I was not going to surrender. I was nearing the grille closer to the stairs of the roof. I could hear officers guarding the place and I was locked in.“
Nigel“Dammit, James. Stop being difficult.” I muttered under my breath.BOOM!“What was that?” one shouted.“Oh my God. Earthquake.” another voice shouted.“We are going to die.” another voice came.I was trying to get my bearings and figure out what the hell was going on. There was no earthquake. We were under attack. That was an explosion. It was coming from somewhere in the building. The phones and sirens began to blare again.“James escaped.”That’s all I heard from one of the comms to know he was the one who did this.
Nigel “Nigel?” Morgan raised a brow at me. I wasn’t sure if it was out of surprise or guilt. “Can I come in?” “Why?” he asked irritably. I squared my eyes suspiciously as he sidestepped and let me in. I was surprised that he would answer his door because most of the time someone else had always opened the door for me the few times I had been here. I was right to be here. James must be hiding in one of the many rooms here. “Are you here to look for something?” Morgan spoke as he crossed his arms, “Now that I’m not under investigation. I have had enough of you detectives.” “Was detective Shapiro and Ridley here?” “No?” he frowned.
Razor “Good thing I have a solid alibi because those detectives looked ready to cuff me and throw away the key.” Nick scoffed amusingly. I looked down at my watch. “We need to be careful now. With Lara’s death and all.” “Hmm,” I nodded, glancing at my watch again. “Razor!” Nick banged his fist on the table, “Are you expecting something soon?” Nick barked looking at me. “Did you even hear what I said?” he raised his brow at me. I did but I just stared at him avoiding looking at my watch again. I know about Lara. I was the one who killed her. I didn’t have time for him. I had better things to do. His father's bidding to be exact. We had a major plan brewing as I was standing here.
Adam I pushed and pulled my restrained self trying to get someone in here. They seemed to have been immune to my attempts. I still know nothing about the two guests or should I say fellow captives. All my efforts were useless. Jay was usually a chatterbox who blabbed when provoked but he seemed to have improved. It was infuriating. I couldn’t bait Jay any longer. His brother seemed to be unavailable lately. I hardly see him around. Nick is more delusional than ever. He comes here to either punch me or tell me about my sister. Every time he walks in my heart skips because I’m afraid. Any moment he would walk in here with Dani. It will be just as wrecking as him finding the bracelet. I will be responsible if she is caught. The door opened and I stopped rattling the chains to look at Jay. “W
Nick “Burn in hell,” he said. Adam was quick to point the gun directly at me without hesitating. Click. I laughed. Click. I will admit. It was a neat trick. He really thought he was that lucky. “What’s wrong?” I taunt craning my neck to look at him. “Son of a bitch,” he said, throwing the gun down on Razor’s feet with a scowl. I was surprised he didn’t try throwing the gun at me. “Chain him,” I ordered as I crossed my legs. Adam tried to figh