“Winnie?” He asked breathlessly.She pushed past him and entered the house. Taking her time, she looked around.So this was his house, she thought. Farther from the rest of civilization. Grand in a modern kind of way. For someone who healed people without taking a dime from them, she was curious to know where he got his money from.“Why are you here, Winnie?” He turned around and shut the door.What he wanted to know was how she found him. He was pretty sure John didn't know where he lived. The only other option was Lexington.Lexington, the man who considered him a rival. There was no way he would give her his address, right? He wasn't that stupid.“This is where you live?” She asked in a tone he couldn't decipher. Although, her eyes were more telling She eyes him from his head to his toes and back. It wasn't disgust in her face, instead, contempt.“This is where I live. How did you find it?” He braved himself enough to ask. “Why? Are you hiding from the world? Why should your hou
“Uhmm, can we help you? Kingston stared condescendingly at the cops. “You're under arrest for trespassing,” Jack hissed.“Trespassing?” Colin chuckled. “Have you lost your mind? Why do you think we're trespassing? Do we look like a bunch of nobodies?”Their brashness took Montgomery aback. He knew about the rich kids of Quantum City. I had watched them on television. I even contacted a few of them, but never directly or up close.“Can you provide proof that you own this property?” He asked.Jack's eyes went to the girl still trying to unlock the door. “Ma'am, you'd have to stop what you're doing and step back.”Avery heard him and quietly moved away from the door. She dropped her tools into the box and closed it.“Now what?”“Proof either of you own this property.”“What did you say your names were, again?” Nathan Luxe asked, looking from one man to the other.“I'm agent Jack, and that's my partner, agent Montgomery.”“Who sent you here?” He further questioned.“With all due respect,
“I already knew that, but at least you're being honest now.”“What now? Do you say to heal a boy? Big deal. You've seen me heal before.”“But not like this.”“How is it not the same thing? Wasn't your grandfather as good as dead, too?”“Don't turn this around, Elijah. You healed my grandfather with herbs. The boy was different. You held him and—”“And what? If you want to know how I healed him, why don't you ask instead of speculating?” He asked, astonished.“Would you tell me? You? The same guy who does whatever he wants without care of who's hurting?” She blinked away the hurt in her eyes, hating her voice trembling. “But that's not even the point. I saw you heal the boy, and I followed your van and the car.”“And then what?” He asked, his heart beating anew.“You were unconscious when led out of the truck, but it wasn't just you. There was a woman, too. She was rolled away, unconscious, by another woman. I want to know who they are.”“Customers?” He answered, proud of how his voice
“This is simply ridiculous. The general would never agree to something so insulting. I should call him again,” Colin said.“I didn't think there's any need to do that. I'd have preferred we go to the station in our car. They want us to make statements. Let's give them what they want,” Dr Hill suggested.Montgomery looked at him, and a shiver ran down his spine. He was perhaps the most ruthless, or rather, plotting of the lot.His calm demeanor did not fool him. Deep down, this man could manipulate things to his favor. He made a mental note to avoid him, but he feared for Jack.One threat, and he may break. “You keep saying that, but it makes no sense,” Nathan whined. “Do you know what will happen to our reputation if we're seen in the station, especially in a group?”“They'd think we would probably have a meeting with the general. You know, to discuss the City's upcoming celebration,” Colin said in a voice that sounded like he had just understood what Dr Hill was trying to communicat
“Elijah,” she whispered across his lip.“What?” He stopped, pulling away.“We can't do this. We shouldn't do this.” She shook her head.“Why?”“Kiss me,” she said in the next breath.He obliged, crashing his mouth on hers. They kissed passionately, pouring in the frustrations of a break in contact of the last few months into the kiss.“Hey Elijah, can I—” The nurse stopped dead in her tracks when she came in contact with the lovers kissing.Winnie quickly pulled away from him. Grabbing her purse that had fallen on the ground, she turned and ran out.“Winnie, wait!” He called at the top of his voice, running after her.“No, and please! Stay away.”“Could we just talk? You don't have to run away.”“Well, I have to go. I have work to do. Let's continue staying away from each other. Goodbye Elijah!” She slammed her car door shut and turned it around.“Winnie!” He called, but her windows went up next as she threw her face to the side.He sighed in defeat as he watched her drive away.“Wow
“That was some good meal,” Elijah said as they relaxed in the living room.“Engineer by day, chef by night, sidekick to a god every other time. Sounds like a perfect life.”“Sidekick?” Elijah snickered. “You're not my sidekick. We're friends. Brothers, if you may.”“Aw,” he touched his chest dramatically. “That's the sweetest thing you've ever said to me.”Elijah smiled as he shook his head. “We've dined, and everyone else is resting. What next?” “Time for the truth, I guess.”“Yeah, let's do it.”They rose to their feet and walked to Elijah's room.“We could use my laptop,” he said as they entered.Tobias sat as Elijah went over to the drawer to pick up the flash Tobias had handed over to him.He carried it to the bed, dragging his laptop from the bedside table.“Moment of truth,” he said as he inserted the flash.They moved back, waiting for it to play. Error lines suddenly began to spread around the screen.“What's that?” Elijah turned to Tobias.“I think the flash is encrypted.”
When Elijah stepped out of his room, he met relative silence.His brain took a few seconds to do the math.Tobias was at work, the nurse had to be with his mother, then there was Snow.Nah.He shook his head and stepped forward. There was no point worrying about Snow. He knew how to take care of himself. His eyes went to the big clock on the wall, and he discovered it was almost noon.“Shit,” he muttered under his breath.He had spent the whole of his morning drawing a plan. He wasn't sure why he bothered because nothing went according to plan. But he did anyway.His gaze darted out the window, and through the little hole the blinds had created, he saw a hint of the truck. His memory was juggled, and he knew he had to return it.Returning to his room, he grabbed his phone and his wallet.On his way out, he stumbled on Snow strolling leisurely out of nowhere.“Hey man, you're finally up.”He rolled his eyes and ignored him.“Doing that thing where you make people feel like they're tal
A furious glimmer formed in his eyes as he opened the car door after confirming the driver's pay.He shut the door behind him and marched forward. Going straight to Avery's car, he opened the passenger's seat and slid into it.“Drive out of the way so the innocent man can pass,” he ordered.“Yes, boss.” She smiled and turned the car around.Thankfully, there were no other cars beside the stairs, he thought.She was so impulsive sometimes. She simply just refused to grow out of the rebellious teenager stage.The moment she parked to the side, he went berserk on her.“What do you think you're doing? Have you lost your mind?!”“Don't scream at me. It turns me on.” She bit her lips. “You're crazy! You've lost your mind!”“Haven't we registered that fact already? And I already told you screaming at me turns me on. It won't be my fault if I kiss you, would it?” She asked, fluttering her lashes.“What do you want, Avery?” He asked, over her shenanigans.“I think we should talk. I followed y