Denver stood beside his vehicle. He looked at his watch. Then down the road. He was impatient. Reaching for his cell phone just as the message alert. The moment he finished reading it another car stop behind him. He looked up curious to see what a modest sedan she was now driving."Sorry I am late." Joslin quickly stood on her toes kissing him briefly on the cheek. The truth was she wanted him to focus behind her."A car has been following me since I left." she smiled at him.Denver hugged her briefly looking towards where she suggest."It doesn't matter. As long as people stay out of my way they can do whatever they want." He turned to walk towards the entrance of the grave yard. She followed."What are we doing here?"They paid the gate keeper. There was now purpose is his walk. Right beside the graves he stood looking."Who do you truly thinks are buried here Joslin?"She looked but her expression was puzzled. She sometimes in the past did wondered but then just shrug it from her sh
"Sir I found where she was staying." Martha handed him the address. "I arranged for two bodyguards. I served with these men. Don't go anywhere without them." Martha stood aside.Denver instantly recognised number two and one from the bar just outside of town."I don't have brandy in my office." he observed getting to his feet. He approach the men. There was no smell of alcohol on their breathe. The look in their eyes straightforward."Explain..." he said pointedly."When your major asked for help you obey." Both men instantly salute Martha. Denver actually looked surprise. " We are the reason she had gotten hurt. She never left us. The rest of the dogs run."Denver just shook his head. He showed them the address. He nods to Martha knowing now who truly has his back.Denver knew about struggling but he was disturb to know his sister raised in luxury was living like this. He stood looking at the little house in bad need of restoration.He looked at both men flanking him before he reach
“I need to talk about my past one final time, Angelo.”“I am here all the way, Joslin.”“I am surprise that no one noticed the difference with the body.”“They simply taken your brothers’ word. I also told you that my cousin was the coroner. Whatever questions there might still have been will never be answered as your body was cremated.”“This life I never wanted to acknowledge again but there was a few moments like the time my mom questioned me about you. That was one of the few times I thought she might be human.”“Tell me Joslin…” he reached for her hand entwining her fingers with his.“Joslin wait.” David called in appeal.She turned, facing him. It felt as though she was on the edge of a cliff, about to be pushed.“We could have our past again. Give it a chance, Joslin. We were happy once. We could have it all again.” He reached for her hand. The wedding rings burned his finger.Joslin disentangled her hand from his. She moved bodily a little further away from him, never question
“Who are you?” Aiden Cole questioned the two children. He has been having trouble with these two children. They never answers him but he has discovered they are talking with each other without saying an actual word. He is also worried about the strange appearance of the birds. The only time he ever appreciated their presence was the time he tried to bury Eliza Markovich alive.“If you don’t answer me I am going hurt one of you.” He warned seriously.“Leo Ricardo,” comes the answer along with a smirk. “Are you sure you will do this?” he questions with laughter in his voice.Aiden never liked kids that’s why he avoided them and refuse to have his own.“Why you sound so eager?”“Just wondering. What else to do you want to know?”Lea sits rubbing her hands together.“I am looking for your parents. Where or how do I contact them?”“I don’t understand sir. Why didn’t you talk to daddy when you kidnapped us?”Aiden feels like wringing the child’s neck. He already realized his mistake but it’
“Who am I?” the question echoes around him. He shakes his head. Denver stood motionless looking at the high walls. He was very confused as to where he was. He just can’t seem to move past what he was currently thinking. It feels like his truth but he felt like it was a lie somehow.“Hello son.” Brother Matthew spoke behind him.He turned facing the man. This was another moment he doesn’t understand.“Hello sir.” He said hesitantly.“I see, another moment of confusion.” The man folds his hands together.“I don’t understand.”“Who are you?” Brother Matthew asked.“Denver Ricardo.” He said with conviction.“I am glad. It would seem your memory is selective in remembering.” The man went and sit at a nearby bench. “It’s been months now that I found you here each morning.”“Are you serious?”“I am. What do you remember this morning?”“Well I received these dreams but I never understand them. I seem to grow up as my life begins to take shape. Nearing my early eighteenth birthday, the dreams
“Did you inject her with the final dosage?”“Yes, Eliza.”“I don’t want any trouble. I want her to do this job flawless. She must believe in the storyline.”“If you doubt me, why don’t you do a sample run to discover just how effective this is?” McAllen suggest. He was holding on firmly to the rising giggle in his throat…“Tell me your name…” Eliza holds the recorder in her hand.“My name is Raven Dark”“How old are you?”“I am a twenty something woman.”“Tell me about who you are.” Eliza kept a close watch on her facial expressions.“I have a certain chosen hectic social media life. I strongly believe in getting what I want and need, no matter the cost. Social media is my hunting ground. The tennis court where I game, set and match my relationship as it stands. There is a very specific reason or rather person for my predatory behavior.”“Who is this person?”“Denver Ricardo.”“Okay. Describe yourself?”“I am a very athletic, long leg woman, with dark brown boys-cut hair in the latest
“Denver Ricardo…” her expression a mixture of sadness and fury.“Raven…”She looked at the woman always silent but moving in her background.“What?”“I want you to stay focus. No matter what let this whole scenario play out as it is. Don’t try to change the outcome.”“I remember my lessons, my personal training, I know first-hand that the strength of fear can leave you breathless.” She looked in her rearview mirror at the woman. She senses a kind of resentment but don’t understand the origin. She sometimes wonder if she might be a figment of her imagination.Reaching the apartment, she noticed an unknown car parked in her spot. Annoyed but now on high alert she look for another spot to park. She know most of the tenants is at work, she won’t park there too long. Walking towards the front of the building through the strange car’s window she noticed a very familiar cell phone laying behind the driver’s seat. Gritting her teeth, she moved forward, making fear her best friend.With that s
“Bella Simone?” Denver saw her standing just inside the door. He was confused. She was the first person he saw after some time. “You do see me, right?” he questions uncertain. “Where did you come from?” she taste the strangeness on her lips. She looked behind her but there was no one. The room where she was in was a starkness of white. Just looking at herself, she feels like a kind of stain that needs to be removed. “I am not sure. Do you know the way out?” he start moving towards her. He watched her turned around slipping outside. He was instantly relief following her. The moment he step outside he noticed everything was dark as night. He blinked several times in the hopes it was just his imagination. He has quietly decided he was in a kind of reality that was more a mirror of illusions... Bella walked beneath the golden moon and it feels like it has a type of power over her. Her eyes lifted towards the sky, allowing the cool breeze to washed over her heated skin. Her uncertain fee