Chapter 117Shawn had been arrested and was taken to a detention center where he was going to get interrogated by some policemen about the murder of Erica.The news and rumors had been put to bed for a long time since Shawn and the rest of his friends had moved away from the home and anywhere possible where they would have been found.Someone was responsible for this because none of the police officers had wanted to go in search of Shawn, knowing fully well that he wasn't going to be found that easily.The police had been informed that someone was coming to speak to Shawn as they had locked him up in the dark so he would have no idea where he was. He had been there for over two days and was weak. No food, no water, and in the most heated hours of the day when he would find himself sleeping for no reason, he had nightmares, much more times than he would have ever imagined. But the part that got him upset was the fact that he would wake up and not remember what the dream was about. Th
Chapter 118"Erica!! How are you still alive?" Shawn voiced, taking in a deep breath."Did you expect me to be dead? So much for the plan you had set up…" she said with a big smile as she gave Shawn a glance from head to toe. It seemed she was liking all that she had seen at the moment."Why are you in these ropes?" Erica asked, pretending to have nothing to do with this, she had on a pitiful face"Ohh fuck! Why is she acting like she has no idea what I am going through? She ordered the guards to do this to me and now she's here acting all innocent. Girls!!! Never to be trusted!" Shawn thought to himself as he shook his head in disapproval.It was just unbelievable. The news had been everywhere that he was the one who murdered her, but here she was standing before him with a scary wicked grin. "Why are you acting like you did not have a hand in this? I know you are the sole reason why I am tied in this fucking—" Shawn spoke furiously as he lifted his hands to show Erica what she had
Chapter 119(Hours Before The Mission)Pedro had been in constant communication with Grace. She had something Pedro needed and that was to be able to know what was happening even when he was with Shawn, and what was going to happen with his friends in the prison.Grace was the only one who Pedro had seen with such a gift, and in a long time, nothing had been heard of them until now. Pedro knew there was a big reason why she had offered to help him with Shawn's issue, even at the same time offering to help Mike and Leah out.She had an idea of how she was going to get them out of the prison. It was not convincing enough but Pedro had a much bigger reason to believe in what she had told him.Pedro was out of town and did not need Shawn's parents, who were in constant communication with him to know what was going on. He had to handle this alone and find a way not to involve or put any of his people in trouble.Shawn's parents needed to see Shawn as soon as possible. They feared that some
Chapter 120The alarms sounded, shimmering into the ears of the inmates waking them up from their sleep. It was quite earlier than the rest of the days and that was because it was a special day. Most of the Inmates that had been in the prison for years were finally getting their freedom back and they would be going home finally, after a long, long wait.The timetables for the day had been set and the inmates were made aware of what was going to happen today. New inmates were going to roll in either from a transfer from another prison or sentencing. And at the same time, a few people were going to leave— only those that survived though.It had been said that most of the inmates that would have gotten their freedom the next day were likely killed by their fellow inmates because of envy and other reasons which weren't made known to the General public.Mike and Leah after hearing all of the horrors had their eyes and their ears open throughout the night. They knew they had no excuse for n
Chapter 1The sun was setting, casting an orange glow over the fields as he ran. He had been running for at least 15 minutes, ever since he had escaped from the bullies. He was tired, hungry, and thirsty. Panting and almost breathless, he decided to catch his breath for a few seconds. If he were to be caught, he would be beaten to a stupor for he was the hunted. He had been dealing with this since he got into college and spent most of his time running through the fields, away from the bullies. He continued to run for miles, before finally finding a place to rest. But his joy was short-lived. He heard their footsteps. The bullies were coming. He started running again, and he did not stop until he came to a deserted apartment. He lay on his back, gasping for breath, before finally getting to his feet. He was free. He had done it. "One more word or step from you and I will make sure you never see the light of the day ever again, such guts you have got, trying to run away from me" a
Chapter 2 "For you to come back home," the caller blurted out. "That would be the death of me" Shawn retorted, scoffing. With a curl on his lips, he was sure this was all part of his father's plan to get him to go home, and he was not about to back out now, not just yet. Grinning, he took in the air of the environment. He was happy for today is the beginning of a new semester. He hoped it would bring new and happy things to him. Hurriedly, he grabbed a pair of blue jeans and his favorite shirt, he did not want to miss the bus. "A gentleman would give up his seat for a young lady" a voice hovering above Shawn's head had said. Shawn lifted my eyes to a pair of one of the most beautiful eyes he had seen. When poets said the eyes are the windows to the soul, do not doubt it. With blue eyes widened, she threw up both hands. “Now hold on a minute, you look surprised,” she raised a brow "Well, some guts you have, telling me to give up my seat" I complained"As every gentleman would"
Chapter 3 "Hey! Stop that! Right now!" A voice had said and they all turned to see a man in his fifties or sixties maybe wearing a tux, standing by the door. Heaving a sigh of relief and smiling was Shawn, he was grateful. Using one of his hands behind his back, he dialed a number hoping the old man would show up. "Yo, old man, this isn't any of your business. Now get out of here before I do something we both would regret" the bullies' leader implored the old man. The old man only shook his head and smiled. "Mate, you better tell this savior of yours to run along now," he threatened, turning back to Shawn. "You! I said, get out!" He screamed becoming angry. As he approached the old man, a few men in black suits entered the room. Only then did Shawn see a bit of fear and hesitation in his eyes which he quickly hid away. "What y'all want? This is my home, this is my city. Ain't nobody going to come in here and mess up my business. Now, I don't want to repeat myself, get out! Now!"
Chapter 4 "Hello" he started with the bullies watching keenly, about to find out what the "old pal" could do. "Looks like you lost network there pal. Need help with that, are you even sure you can handle a phone?" The leader of the bullies cajoled, grinning from ear to ear. This had sent the bullies roaring into laughter as they could not fathom how this old man and Shawn could pull this stunt with a few phone calls. Making them lose everything they have, surely this was impossible. Anyone else could have been a probability but not Shawn, he was a nobody, he had nothing and it would take him whole millennia to be able to pull this off. "Boss, they thought we would fall for this trick" one of the bullies nagged smiling. "Not even a baby would fall for it, you have to do better than this" another had gibed. Calmly, the old man dialed a number again. "Hello, I want the families of..." The old man continued. The bullies were beginning to lose their balance. Shawn saw the looks t