By the next morning, a new profile had been fixed for Angus.Early before even Matilda could have woken up to go to work, he had already gotten ready and gone over to drive her father to El Salvador's house. The sky is still dark, the early morning breeze is chilly and uncomfortable. Angus gets to the house, but he keeps the engine of the car running, or else he is going to freeze to death. He sends Mister Moore a quick text and he remains in the car. In five minutes, Mister Moore walks out of the house in a heavy coat, Angus is surprised that the man is leaving his house very early. Angus wants to get out of the car, but Mister Moore gets into the front seat. "Good morning, sir." Angus greets his in-law. "Oh, son, I don't think there is anything good about the fucking morning." He mutters. "I would have stayed in my damn bed if El freaking Salvador wasn't the one I am going to meet." Angus says nothing in between the man's complaints. He puts the key back in. "Should I driv
Angus' forehead creases with worry immediately. He steps on the gas so as not to jump the light. There are a few cars in front of them. He looks at Mister Moore in the mirror, the man looks stressed, but it's nothing compared to what Angus is feeling inside. He is tapping his feet on the ground and also hitting his kneecap. "How the fuck am I supposed to do that? Mister Owens is probably on an oath, he can't say anything!" "Maybe El Salvador would understand?""Yes, after he has put a bullet in my head!" He sighs. Mister Moore is sighing over and over again, his shallow breathing fills the car. Angus doesn't pity him, he chose to eat with the devil and now he is going to have to face the consequences. Angus clears his throat and starts to drive again, as the lights have turned green. "So, what are you going to do now, sir?" Angus asks. "It seems that you have been caught in a difficult situation." "Find a way to get Owens to meet up with El Salvador, that's it." Mister Moor
Matilda takes all her stuff and puts it into her bag. It's 3 o'clock, the end of another work day. She is exhausted and ready to head back home. She says goodbye to a few of her colleagues and walks out of the exit. She is not like most of them who like to catch up on gossip after work, or the others who want to take the hot girls on dates, she just wants to go home. She doesn't find a taxi, so she starts to trek down the road. She is surely going to see one, but she is just going to keep walking for now. She takes out her wary piece and puts it into her ear. She is humming a favorite tone from "Bad Blood", one of her favorite songs by Taylor Swift. She doesn't notice it right away, but a black jeep has slowed down beside her. She takes out the earpiece out of her ears again and she sees that Jonathan is getting out of the car. The relaxed look on her face goes away immediately. Jonathan apologized for his absurd behavior towards her, but it hasn't just been the same with the
"What the hell are you talking about?!" Angus growls. What does this clown, Jonathan, mean by that? Matilda? Kidnapped? By who? Why?Angus is so mad right now, he is gripping the phone with so much force. "I don't know, sir, I even got shot," Jonathan says. "I tried my best, I am sorry. I have to be taken to the hospital immediately, I'm losing blood. The police have just arrived though." Angus ends the call immediately and puts his phone into his pocket. The police? What are they supposed to do? Whoever it is that has taken her, he knows that the police can't help the situation. He has just driven his father-in-law to the company where Zach owns and works at. He walks into the building with anger and walks past the perplexed secretary. He walks straight into the office, ignoring the woman who is yelling at him to stop. Mister Moore and Zach are sitting in the office and speaking to each other. They stop as soon as they see Angus, almost irritated by their presence. Angus dro
She has passed out because of the shock of what she has seen Angus do. He has slain five men in the space of fifteen minutes, she knows he is a monster! Angus holds her in his arms, as it dawns on him that the day she finally gets back all her memories, she is probably going to leave him without thinking twice. All the lies, all the killings, she is going to hate him so much. He hears footsteps and he quickly grabs the knife again, breathing heavily through his teeth. One more kill is not going to hurt, he is already in a very fucked up state of mind. "Lorenzo? Joanna?" He lowers the knife when he sees that it's not a threat. Lorenzo and Joanna look around. They are shocked at the number of dead people around, but at least they aren't as scared as she was. "Shit, what happened here?" Joanna asks, her eyes examining the bodies. Angus sighs and he throws the knife to the floor. "What the hell are both of you doing here?" "I tried calling you, but you have not been answering yo
It's like a joke to everyone, but they watch as Angus is freed, the ropes are untied and his chest is heaving as he wipes blood from his lips. He looks around, panting like a tiger, it's like he wants to jump on someone and make an example out of them. They all keep their distance from him, but they look at him with so much hate. It's obvious that Angus' new colleagues don't even like him already. Angus looks around and walks out without saying a word to anyone. "That will be all, boys. Everyone goes back to their duty posts." Julius orders. They all go their way, everyone leaving the courtyard/sitting room. Now it's just Julius, El Salvador, Mister Moore, and Zach. "But sir, this wasn't the plan." Mister Moore walks closer to El Salvador. "I risked the life of my daughter." "Mister Moore, you did exactly as I asked, I didn't assure you of any specific outcome." El Salvador frowns. "But sir–""Are you questioning my judgment, Moore?!" El Salvador stands up with anger. "No,
Angus shows up at El Salvador's house to the surprise of everyone, including Julius. Yes, he was going to show up, but no one thought it was going to be willing. Angus walks through the gate on his feet, the men keep looking at him with dark eyes – he did murder five of their colleagues. Angus looks back at them with the same energy, they are holding their guns in intimidating ways, but they know that Angus is dangerous. He gets to the front door and he meets Julius there, the man's hands are folded as he looks at Angus from his head to his toes. “Angus Knighton, I'd be damned if I say I was expecting you.” “Where's El Salvador?” Angus rolls his eyes. He is not here to be mocked. “Busy,” Julie answers. “I assume that you are here to start work.” “I am.” Julius takes one of the guns from the men and tosses it to Angus. “Show him his new post.” Julius walks away. Angus is positioned at a section of the house, with a gun in his hand. He stands there for hours, under the scor
Angus doesn't care, El Salvador can kill him if he wants to, but Angus is going to speak to her. He goes after her, but when he gets to the corner of the hall, he can't find her, she is nowhere to be found. “Matilda!” He walks further, and that's when he sees that she is going down the vast field. It's past harvest time, so apart from the hay bales and small trees spotting the vast field. He goes after her, she is walking with so much hast, that she tumbles to the ground because of her flowing dress. He gets to her in time and scopes her back to her feet, but she pushes him off her as if he has leprosy or something. “Get the fuck away from me!” She yells at him. “Jesus Christ, Matilda, can't we just talk for one minute!” He holds his hand over his forehead. “One minute and let me explain everything to you before you start to yell at him?!” “What's there to hear, huh?” She moves away from him. “You have an excuse for lying to me? Or you killing five people in front of me!” “Ok