Cade and Raegan continued to talk as Macaulay left. Raegan wanted to be as close to him as possible, so she got on the bed with him and held him close. She was so relieved that he was alive.“Have you had anything to eat?” He asked her.“Don’t worry about me, I’m fine,”She replied.“There’s no way for me not to worry about you. You were kidnapped. You need to recuperate too.”“As long as you’re okay, I’m fine. Like I said, Macaulay got me out before he could so any lasting damage. I didn’t want to go back home to change and eat when you were here.” She said to him and he sighed.“Call Gale and have him arrange a meal for the both of us. Meanwhile, this VIP room has a shower. You can use it. I’ll tell him to also come with a change of clothes for you. I know you won’t leave even if I insist so this is a compromise.” He said and she smiled.“Even when you’re on a hospital bed, you’re still thinking of my well being. I love you, Cade.”“You’re the one who’s here when you should be restin

And so it happened that night that Cade's gate was locked and watched over by his security. But towards the back of the property, a part of the wall had been left unguarded because the guards left to give Cade and Raegan some privacy. The lovers had dinner on the terrace on a picnic mat spread for that purpose and danced after that. After making a toast and sharing a kiss, they got so lost in each other that they were going to make love right outside. Cade signalled the two guards patrolling close by to leave so he could have time with his woman, it was his property after all so they could make love wherever they wanted. The assassin had been watching the house from afar for days trying to find a weak spot in the security that he could exploit. When Cade and Raegan stepped inside after they were done, Cade forgot to call the patrolling guards back to their duty post so the person hired to poison his car came in through a hole in the chain link fence that he silently made using a tool

"Will you speak now?" Cade asked as he saw the man shaking from the fear of being tortured."I will," the man said reluctantly, even though he was visibly shaking. Cade's security staff watched with satisfaction from seeing the initially hardened man shaking like a leaf falling from a tree. "Good. Who sent you?" The man hesitated despite his initial acquiescence. "I said who sent you?" Cade bellowed again. "Mr Alex Milton." Cade was surprised. Then he mentally berated himself for being surprised at all. He should have been expecting this. But it had been months since Alex gave him any trouble, so he sort of forgot about the malicious intentions Alex had in mind. To him, Alex was so insignificant that he never felt threatened by the boy and his mother. It seems the two of them wanted him to remember them again and come after them. Instead of them being grateful that he had forgotten about them and live their lives in peace, they were trying to stir up trouble."Alex sent you here?

Cade smiled and nodded curtly, indicating his thankful response. The smile on his face fell as he made his way to Alex's penthouse, a sleek residence that symbolised luxury and privilege, only that it was misused luxury and privilege. The residents of the penthouse didn’t deserve his smile. They had gone too far this time and he wouldn’t condone them crossing the line severally. As he approached the penthouse door, a surge of adrenaline coursed through Cade's veins, and he calmed down immediately. He was here just to speak, not to cause any form of trouble, he needed to see if he could get more information from Cassandra that would make it easier to send them both to prison. He raised his hand to knock, but the door swung open before his knuckles could make contact with the shiny mahogany wood door. Standing before him was Cassandra, smiling at him as though she had been expecting his arrival. She must be trying too hard to conceal her surprise, Cade was supposed to be dead now b

Alex did not bother driving back to his penthouse. There was a small motel he knew that they could go hiding till they found a way to leave the country, or were sure that Cade would not come looking for them. As he drove, confusion sat in his mother's face. "Where are we headed?" She asked, not understanding the directions that Alex was taking. "A hiding place, mom," Alex said, not hiding his impatience at his mother's annoying question. Cassandra knew not to ask another question, and just kept quiet and let her son do his thing. In that bright morning, Alex and Cassandra dashed through the not so familiar outskirts of town, Alex driving as fast as he could, as though Cade was coming after him right then. The thought of Cade catching up with them spurred him to drive faster, adrenaline coursing through his veins. Finally, they came upon the small, weather-beaten motel nestled at the edge of civilization – it looked nothing like where the classy mother and son would run for refuge,