My hands gripped the edge of the table as I looked at Marcia who sat across from me. Her eyes were wide with fear, darting around the room like a trapped animal. I was so angry at her because she had no idea how close she was to being dragged to court if she didn't start talking and confessing about what she had done. She thought it was going to be easy for her to deal with my reputation and just get away with it like nothing happened."We've got all your calls and recordings, Marcia," I said as Mark and Dave settled on the seats beside me. I didn't want to scare her more than necessary, but she needed to understand the gravity of the situation. "You need to tell us who you were talking to, or you'll be facing serious charges." I said, trying to sound normal even though I was more than angry with her deep down. Given another choice, I would have hit her until she bled. She shook her head as the tears spilled down her cheeks. "You're assaulting me!" She cried. I chuckled when I saw h
The fact that she was still fidgety despite my attempts to calm her down was a very clear message that she was still very worried and didn't trust us to say what she had to say. But at the same time, her proposition was a very tough one. In one way or the other, she was still going to be dragged into this case no matter what. She had to pay for what she did, but since that was what she wanted before she could give me the answer, then I would do my best to help get her name out of the case as soon as I'd found the mastermind behind this whole scheme. I nodded before replying."No problem, Marcia. Just give us a name and we will be good to go. All you have to do is to tell us who made you do this and we will take care of the rest from here. I'm sure you don't want to suffer for nothing. Is that what you want?" I asked, but she gave me an unsure look. I chuckled internally, knowing that it wouldn't be bad if she went to jail for what she did. She deserved to suffer but there wasn't an
Cage felt like the ground had been pulled out under him. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. "What? How did this happen?" He asked in pure shock as he scanned his mind, wondering if he had misheard her. He blinked twice subsequently and pinched himself to make sure that this wasn't a dream and he wasn't living a nightmare. But none of the things he did convinced him that the nightmare was real. His assistant took a deep breath on the other end before she continued. She was conflicted deep down and couldn't help it at all. "We don't know yet. It was a targeted attack from the things I've seen. We are trying to beg more information, but right now, all we know is that the shipment was completely destroyed. Nothing survived the attack." Cage clenched his teeth as the rest of the words sank in. He was the only person who felt truly hurt and pained because he knew how many millions that had just gone to waste. He couldn't believe that this was happening to him. The people were now
Chloe was in the living room when the news came up. She was staring at the TV in disbelief a she heard what what were saying about Cage. It was alarming to think that it would get so bad to this extent and it made her wonder if they were really telling the truth about him. She was beginning to believe that might be possible because Cage had really vanished since the accusations began. He hadn't said anything to prove that he was innocent and that gave her a lot of trouble because he could be on his way to hail if things continued this way. She looked at her phone again and pushed down the urge of calling him. She remembered what he had told her last time about how he was doing everything to get his name off the eyes of the government and she guessed he was still doing what he could. She knew she had to trust him and hope he would prove his name soon enough, but her patience and hope was wearing thin. She didn't know what to believe now, and it worried her so much. She never thought
Two days later, Cage was in his house, particularly sitting at his desk in his study. The last few days had been a whirlwind of confusion and anxiety. The cops were still outside the estate where he was leaving, so he hadn't been able to leave the house since then, until he had been proven to be innocent. It was a very tiresome time for him and he couldn't wait to be done with it. That was the moment that his phone suddenly rang. He thought it was from his assistant or Mark but when he peered into the phone it was a strange number. It was strange because he didn't know who it was and because the caller ID was only composed of very short numbers that nobody in the state used. It almost looked foreign, and he prayed that it was the government house so he could be done with this. But on a second thought, he wondered what it would be if it wasn't really the government house but instead the perpetrator. His heart pounded as he picked up the phone. "Hello, this is Cage. " He said, doing e
Cage didn't still safe despite the measures that had already been taken to bring down the allegations. He knew that something was still out there, searching and waiting for him to slip so they could strike. And he knew that he had to make sure that he didn't. The next day, he decided to call his lawyer again. He had decided that there was no need to rest anymore until he had gotten the whole problem sorted out. He felt uneasy when he picked up the phone and called his lawyer, Mark. The feeling was there with him, and it refused to leave him no matter how much he tried to. "Mark, I need to talk to you." He said, sounding tense even though he was trying everything possible not to sound that way. Yes, they had taken care of Marcia and her lies but that wasn't just working for him. It wasn't enough motivation because what faced them was bigger than Marcia, and even more deadly. He still remembered the attack of the assassins who had been sent to end his life. The thought made his gut
Cage felt so relieved and carefree as he drove down the familiar route to Chloe's family home. He was very happy because the problem had been solved at least and he just had to find out the main person behind the fake rumours. That wasn't a pain in the ass since whoever it was would be kept at bay as soon as he knew that he was wanted and a lot of people were looking for him. He had made a mental note earlier to call Dave to know if he'd found anything about the voice of the man who had spoken with Marcia over the phone. He was snapped out of his thoughts when someone honked at me from behind. He matched the accelerator and the car began to race down the tarmac. The later afternoon sun had already cast shadows on the earth but he barely noticed. He couldn't wait to get to the house and finally meet her. He was worried about what their conversation was going to sound like. He wondered if it would be awkward or emotional, considering what had happened between them before now. He remin
Cage sprinted back to his car as soon as he began to understand what was going on. He drove back home as fast as he could with his thoughts racing madly. He didn't know what to believe or think about. The fact that she had left an hour ago made him so worried and no matter how he tried to push the dangerous possibilities off and tell himself that she was OK, he couldn't. He knew that something was very wrong when he arrived home and rushed inside, calling out her name with a very panic-filled voice. "Chloe! Chloe!, are you here?" The house was eerily silent and he went to check the cameras after that. He found out that nobody had been there the whole time he was away. He had a very bad feeling in his gut at this point as he wondered what could have happened to her and where she might be at this point. Just for good measure, he checked every room, every corner, but there was no sign of her. The panic set in as he realised she was truly missing. He decided to wait, hoping she would wa