Reed was so stunned for a moment, that he didn't know what to say.
“K-kayla, what are you doing here?” More importantly, how did she know he was going to be here today? She didn't respond, still keeping a stony look.
She took a step forward which was when he saw the man behind her back. What the hell?
Instantly, he bolted out of his chair, the
divorce papers forgotten. “Mike?
Mike was one of the men who testified against him for a crime he didn't commit, but he had the balls to show up here.
Hell, no.
Reed was so angry, he didn't think, launching himself at the lying asshole.
He gripped Mike's collar firmly, tightening the space around his neck. “Why did you do it huh? How much did they pay you to snitch on me?!”
Mike grunted, not saying anything, and that even aggravated Reed the more. He struck, sending Mike crashing to the floor
Kayla screamed, running to Mike's defense while she tried to make sure he was okay.
“What is wrong with you, Reed?” she shouted at him.
“What's wrong with me? I should be asking you that question, why is he here? Why are you with someone that would hurt me?”
Kayla spun around angrily. “Well that man is the man I'm planning to marry, you dumbass!”
That statement hit him with the force of a fright train and to add salt to injury, Kayla bent down to place a kiss on Mike's cheeks, and from their passionate display, it was obvious that this wasn't the first time
Reed was stumped.
There goes his plans to woo Kayla and their daughter back so they could live as one big, happy family.
Kayla stood up, handing him a pen with a fierce look in her eyes. “Just sign it,” Kayla said
He had no choice but to sign. If he wanted to drag it out, she would go to court and Reed didn't have any money so it would be futile.
Numbly taking the pen, he scratched his signature on all the required places, the tip of the pen scratching paper was the final nail in the head.
Handing back the documents, Reed had to ask. “I’d like you to allow me to fulfill my weekly visitation rights to Mandy, please…” He resorted to begging, knowing he wasn't in any position to fight for custody now
Kayla only glared at him. “No fucking way.
I will not allow a criminal, a sex offender like you anywhere near Mandy!”
She threw that last bit over her shoulder and stormed out.
Reed helplessly walked to his Mom's bed,
feeling emotionally drained.
Suddenly his phone beeped, and one glance at it raised his spirits.
It was from Mandy!
A simple text which read,
“Daddy, I overheard Mom saying you had gotten out, along with other vile things she said but I don't believe her. I know you'll never do anything to hurt someone.
I love you, Daddy and I can't wait to see you!”
There were all sorts of love emojis and below was an address.
It was so touching that it almost brought tears from his eyes.
But Fate wasn't done with him yet.
The door opened for the second time and a nurse strode in.
Thankfully, his mom had nodded off during the commotion due to the sedatives pumped into her body.
“Mr Blackwater?” The nurse queried, checking out a file as she approached him. He nodded, hoping everything was fine.
“That's me.”
“Oh, I'm glad to have caught you before you left. There's an issue concerning your mother's medical bills, you see, her medical insurance has long since run out.
“Um…okay…” Reed scrambled, thinking of what to do. “What happens now?
She only smiled politely. “You have to pay
the outstanding bills, sir.”
How?? He had no money.
“Can I ask for some time? I just need to go pick up some cash then I'll come back.”
The nurse grudgingly agreed.
Reed knew his mother always kept some stash back at home, so he left the hospital, hoping to get his hands on them
It was already raining heavily when he was heading back home, adding to his distress.
When he got back home, he searched his Mom's cabinets and the special box where she hid money, only to come up empty.
“This can't be true,” he muttered under his breath, panicking as he rummaged through her closet, ransacking every drawer in hopes he would see something, anything.
After an hour of futile searching, Reed had to admit the hard truth.
There was no money here
“What do I do, he thought as he sat down on the couch with his head in his hands.
No way was he going to let his Mom die after everything she's been through for him.
It seems he had no other choice…
But to go back to being a hired killer.
Reed was desperate, as the nurse's warning rang in his ears over and over again.
The fear of losing his mother promoted him to go downstairs, and uncover his laptop which he had hidden away.
He removed the dust from the cover, waiting for some seconds as he thought over his decision again.
Once he opened it, there was no going back
Flipping open the laptop, he logged into the system with his private passcode.
As soon as the green tick appeared on his screen, it went blank before three words popped up.
The Scavenger is Back.
That wasn't just for him but it also sent a message to his clients that Reed was now active again
The term Scavenger threatened to dredge up a lot of unpleasant memories but he pushed it aside, focusing on his mission
As soon as he logged into the system, his notification box went haywire with messages from various dignitaries, oil tycoons, and even heads of state and vice presidents.
Unlike before, all these requests would make Reed's mouth salivate with the thought of the money attached to it but now, he didn't care anymore.
In fact…
He copied all the messages and pressed delete, clearing all the messages in his inbox.
Once done, he went back to his original mission
He kept searching around until he got a hit for the nearest target.
Thankfully, it wasn't taken yet and out of excitement, he clicked on it ready for some easy money.
Only the details of the person he was to kill was one he was very familiar with…
Walker Rhomes.
Bzzz….bzzzz…The sound of an incoming message drew Reed's attention and he looked up from his feed to look at his inboxThere were new messages from different people requesting his services but it was the one at the foremost center that prompted him to open itOut of curiosity, he tapped on the icon and his eyes widened…$100,000The amount of money on bid wasn't the surprising thing but the name of the person assigned to kill wasWhat the hell did Mr Walker do to piss someone offEven a mere punk was worth, at most, a couple thousand dollars,what made Mr Walker so specialThat stumped Reed but then his eyes wandered over to the bottom half of the screen.The Commissioner?Thankfully, the mode of payment was cash in person which was convenient since Reed couldn't afford that kind of paper trail.Even though it was pretty confusing to him, Reed decided to go ahead since he always had a desire to see the CommissionerBeing smart, he created a fake, anonymous account to accept the bid an
The lady started to explain. “The owner of the laundry is a drug dealer, the laundry is just a front. The guy is part of a very large trafficking network but from what I hear, he runs this city. My brother Matt was lured into taking drugs, and soon after, he became addicted and my parents had to cart him off to a rehabilitation center when it became too bad.” Moisture gathered at the corners and she angrily swiped it away. “Matt was a minor, you know.” She tried to explain to him. “And rehab didn't work since there were still drug dealers in there and guess what, they were even more cheaper!”She stopped talking for a minute, her eyes appearing glassy as she got sucked into her memories. Reed had to prompt her. “So, what happened?”“My parents of course went to the cops and reported the whole situation, who then traced it back to Walker but no way to even hurt him or pinpoint it to him.” She scoffed. Reed patiently waited her out, allowing her to let it all out of her system.“They
Reed had to make a pit stop at home so he could change into decent clothes that could at least show he belonged in a fancy restaurant.Upon getting there, he discreetly looked around for his ex wife but couldn't find her.“Sir, can I help you with something?” A harried-looking waitress tapped her feet impatiently, looking over his shoulder.Crap“I…um, I'm meeting someone in there.” The lie rolled smoothly off his tongue, while he pretended to look through his phone for a fake name.Thankfully, there were a lot of people on the line and the lady couldn't wait for him to figure it out so she just waved him in.Once he was in, it was easy to spot his stealing wife.It was Mark's birthday and Kayla was doing some type of grand gesture with her friends and his.Reed's eyes widened when Kayla whipped out a very expensive box that had a designer watch. He could overhear some of the guests murmur in surprise, saying they didn't think that Kayla had that type of money, after costing they conc
Reed watched Mike receive a phone call, moving farther away so that Reed wouldn't listen in to his conversation.Reed moved around as if trying to pick things up while craning his ears.Mike went white fast, making Reed wonder what was going on, that was when his eyes snagged on the suit Mike had on.Reed's eyes widened when he placed the Brioni custom-made suit.That suit costs thousands of dollars! He would know because back then when he used to profile high-value clients, most of them had a Brioni suit in their collection.“How the fuck was Mike able to afford that on a salesman's salary?”Reed carefully cataloged everything Mike was putting on for his birthday dinner while he talked and summed the total up to be $3-5k.Reed immediately did some digging and found Mike's apartment, which was a very luxurious building on State Avenue…he was still working at the car wash.Mike was no big fish, born into a wealthy family so the logical explanation was…the owner of the car washHe was a
Reed had no means of transport, so he used the car of the killers, driving it at top speed to Mike's apartment building without bothering about the dead bodies.It was simple logic. No gangster wanted to be caught with his shit flying about especially where the police were concerned, so they could clean up his mess quickly before the cops caught wind of itReed parked carelessly in front of the building, rushing out with his heart in his throat as he barged in without identification.The security guards went on alert instantly and tried to stop him“Hey, where do you think you're going?” the fat one yelled, running up to him.Closing his eyes in annoyance, Reed turned around to set his leg so the man fell to the ground, and to his companion, one punch to the face was lit.Conscious of the ticking clock, Reed ran up the stairs until he got to apartment 17.One knock and a minute later, the door is swung inward to reveal his daughter who gaped at him in disbelief“Dad!” She exclaimed, r
Reed drove carefully on the streets, staring out the window and at the rearview mirror for signs of approaching cars.He needed to get Mandy somewhere safe before those men found him again.The safehouse…Reed used to have many safe houses scattered around the city, but in his state of panic, the only one he could remember now was the one he built when he used to lead the Scavengers, creating a haven for them.He debated driving over to that place but hesitated, not sure if it was still safe to use.Nonetheless, Reed drove over to the nearest safehouse whose address was stuck in his memory.Only to drive into the parking lot and find out that the shop that was used as a shelter above the safehouse had been turned into a pub.Fuck!“Hey, Mandy, wake up!” He gently shook his daughter awake.Tired, blue eyes fluttered open as she rolled around on the seat.Reed got down, bending so he could scoop her up into his arms but Mandy wriggled, wanting to be let down.As they walked into the pub
Reed knocked on the door, thrusting his hands into his pockets while he waited for a response. Not long after, the door was flung open and a short, stocky man with beer gut and rounded glasses perched on his square face opened the door.“What do you want?” He barked, giving Reed a once-over.“I want to see…” Reed's words trailed off because the client, Anna was already standing behind her father, staring at him with eyes as wide as saucers.It was obvious they were fighting. Her lashes were wet with tears, her cheeks sunken and even her clothes hung off her frame. Guilt slammed into Reed when he took in her appearance, especially when he knew that a large part of what was happening was his fault.Making a decision there and then, Reed decided to return Anna's money even though it went against the rules of his profession…in return for a small favor.“Can I see you for a moment?” He asked politely.Anna glanced at her parents and then at him, nodding eagerly. “Sure.”Her Dad wasn't so
Reed stood in the hospital room, his heart sank with worry. His mother, who was supposed to wait for him in the bed, was nowhere to be found, “why did she leave?” The question kept replying in his head. Reed couldn't bear the thought of losing her, especially not now. As he sat there, his thoughts turned to Walker Rhomes, Rhomes was ruthless and lacked regard for human life. Reed hoped that he hadn't a hand in her leaving. Reed's mind raced with questions and fears. He wondered what would prompt his mother to leave the safety of the hospital room. Was it the fear of being trapped in this sterile environment, or was there something more sinister at play? He couldn't shake the feeling that Rhomes would stop at nothing to harm her if he set his eyes on her. But before he could protect his mother, Reed knew he had to leave the hospital. He couldn't risk Rhomes or any of his men showing up and causing chaos. With a heavy sigh, he stood up from the chair and glanced at his mother’s empty