Jake's head was fuzzy as he stepped outside the doctor's office. His body was partly numb, his senses had stopped working and his brain went on a drive. It was his fault. It was his fault that Sasha had a traumatic condition that triggered her illness to come alive, it was his fault that everything was falling apart. It was all his fault. The thoughts that ran through his head made it difficult for him to maintain his stance, and his vision was also compromised as things appeared blurry to him. His breathing got heavier and Jake stretched his hand to find something to hold on to. His hands finally touched a stretcher that was lying aimlessly along the path of the hallway. Jake had always known that he brought bad luck to everyone around him but he never knew just how bad it was. It was because of him and his reckless behavior that his aunt died, it was because of him that his parents died and now because of him, his best friend was doomed. Everyone he loves, he hurts. Tears came to h
Jake took fast steps as he approached his wife and the friend who almost put him in jail. He didn't know what they were discussing but he was sure that they were up to no good. Maybe if his emotions did not overcloud his thoughts, he would have steadied and listened in to their conversation but anger has a way of making a man do crazy things."Marion!" He thundered as he approached them. The young man turned around but his expression wasn't that of fear, it was that of joy. Jake took a step back, he had expected that Marion would look frightened like he had just been caught sleeping with another man's wife but his facial expression showed nothing of that sort. He narrowed his eyes, finally allowing his brain to think."Jake!" Marion bellowed and pulled him in for a hug. "Man, it's so nice to see you again." Jake's hands stayed in the air, frozen and unable to hug Marion back. "What are you doing with my wife?" He asked when his body was free from Marion's own. "Well, I ran into your
'Didn't I finish my job with him? Why is he still calling me?' Jake thought as he answered the call."Jake, my most reliable supplier. How are you?" He sounded too excited for Jake to believe that everything was fine. He was aware that he would have to go back again but he didn't know that it would have to be so soon and listening to Levi's excited tone, he knew that the man would force him to do that."Levi, what's up?" All his prayers for it to just be a breeze in the park conversation didn't get to Heaven because Levi's next words proved to him that he would be needed."We need you, man. There is this tough client that we can't break through and we saw what you did with Betty. You worked that bitch real good, so we took the liberty of informing the chairman about it and he wants you to be in charge of all our top clients. We are meeting one in the next hour and we need you, bro."'Their boss was involved? They told the chairman about me? No, this is just bad news waiting to be spre
The clubhouse was almost empty. People didn't really want to party in the light of the day, they preferred the night when they can hide under the shadows of trees and perfect their act, whatever it may be. But in all, it didn't bother Jake. The fewer people that saw him go in and out of the clubhouse, the better for his reputation. The house looked brighter and better than before. Without all the lights blinding him, Jake was finally able to appreciate the architectural and interior design of the building. It was done to exquisite taste. Jake knew that neither Levi, nor Kelvin and definitely not Maverick had such knowledge, so the building had to be the handiwork of the Chairman. Shivers ran down his spine when he thought of that. He wondered what the man would do to him if he failed in his task. He could just imagine himself being skinned alive, or his limbs being removed from his body piece by piece. Again, he shivered at the thought.He moved his eyes from the building and focused
Jake's body went numb as he watched life sip out of Mr. Smith's body. A part of him knew that the man wouldn't make it out of there alive but he had hoped that he would. He had hoped that he could believe whatever words came out of Levi's mouth. This was enough to prove that he couldn't. "You killed him." He whispered to himself but the sound was loud enough for Levi to hear."Yes, I did Jake. I hate liars and this is the punishment I give to anyone who is." "Well then maybe you should be killed as well, after all, didn't you just lie to that man?""What are you going on about Swanson?" "You said you won't kill him but he is currently lying down, dead!" "He got what was coming his way and if you try to cross us, you will too. Now, let's go." Maverick shoved Jake out of the room and dragged him to the back seat of the car. He sat opposite him with a rifle aimed at him. It was a clear sign that if Jake tried to run, his life would quickly come to an end.Jake looked out the car's wi
Something about committing a crime always sends a rush of emotions through people's veins. It didn't matter if you were a saint or the worse sinner in the book, criminal activities came with a rush and sparkle like no other. Unfortunately, Jake couldn't stop himself from feeling it as well. Scotty could have been a dangerous criminal but all that didn't matter to Jake. He was his smooth sailing way to the land of bliss. "Okay, take a seat," Scotty said and scooted to the left, making room for his new supplier. "Forgive the inconveniences you have to endure. You see Levi didn't tell me that he will be delivering me with a new supplier. So I was a little bit shocked.""I understand your plight. So, let's get down to business.""I admire how straightforward you are." Scotty had a smirk on his face. Jake had to get used to people smiling at him in that fashion."Thank you.""Okay, so how much is it?" "A stash is $150," Jake tried to maintain eye contact with the man who was busy weighin
Jake tried to hide under the bar stool. If Officer Stiles was in the room, it could only mean one thing. He was after him. Or if the man wasn't after his life, the mere sight of him in the clubhouse would make him to be."Why are you hiding?" Maverick asked and when he turned to the door, he saw visibly men in uniform. Immediately, he dropped his glass of Martini and dashed out of the clubhouse through the back door. "Oh my God, police!" A man shouted and in a few seconds, the entire clubhouse was in disarray. Screams and the sounds of feet running across the room made Jake know that it was time to go. He took a quick survey of the legs of people he couldn't see their faces and then crawled out from under the table. Immediately he was away from the security the table offered, Officer Stiles spotted him. "There you are!" He muttered to himself. Jake was sensitive enough to have seen the policeman walking aggressively toward him because he turned to his heels and ran. Jake didn't care
It couldn't be Maverick. No. Jake shook his head to get rid of such horrific thoughts. It couldn't be Maverick because if he was involved then, it would mean that Amanda was involved as well and Amanda couldn't be involved. She wouldn't do this to him again, not after she had fallen in love with him. Jake shook his head violently. His wife couldn't be responsible. It could be that The Chairman had found some fault in the last assignment. But if that was the case, he should just tell him instead of plotting his downfall. Again what did he know about drug Lords? That was it, the Chairman wanted revenge on him for what he did to him. And if that was the case then he wasn't going to be gone for long. After a few hours, Levi would come and bail him out and then give him a stern warning. He couldn't wait. He sat back quietly, deciding to keep mute till they would come for him and he was sure that it will be soon."Awfully quiet back there Swanson," Stiles said as he focused his gaze on the