David's “Are you sure you've got it covered?” I asked Boone for the fifth time in ten minutes.I kept looking over my shoulder, worried that something bad had happened…or was going to happen.It's not entirely my fault… after the last failed attempt to leave the country, I was on edge for the right reasons.Throughout the car ride, I had to glance over my shoulder repeatedly in the hopes that our car wasn't being followed by the cops or some desperate reporters in need of using my story to make a big hit.“Look, man you've got to calm down. I told you I'll handle it…after all, isn't that why you came to me in the first place?” He grunted, sounding annoyed.He's right.I could clearly remember our meeting last week like it happened yesterday. I was tired of waiting around and having scouted my environment, I realised that the press had gone over my story and they were now uninterested while the cops had decided to close the case since they had no further leads to make it go anywhere.
Donald's Pov “If I agree to do this, what will be in it for me?” Rose asked.I paused, not sure what to say to that. Reaching for a bottle of wine that was on the counter, I swiped it up and downed several mouthfuls at once, buying time as I thought of what best to say but then I decided to go with the truth. “You get what you desperately want… revenge on David.”She snorted. “Yeah, right. Trying to get revenge on a man like David is like trying to look for a needle in a pile of needles…it's never going to happen.”I sighed, scrubbing a hand down my face as I tried to rack my head for what to tell her to change her mind. “Don't you think it's because people like us make decisions like these…that's why men like David are allowed to roam free and do whatever they want without thinking about the consequences?” I asked her. “I want to get David back for what he did to us and I know that deep down underneath your fright and anger, you want that to, so please help me, Rose.”She was silent
Rose's PovI suck my hand into my hair after I hung up on Donald, going over the conversation we just had.Sincerely I was quite surprised to see him calling but I was more curious to know why.It turns out that he just wanted to talk about our common enemy and how to get some dirt on him…can't say I was much surprised about that.However, I would admit how flustered just five minutes of talking to him made me feel.I am proud of how I handled the situation though…I sounded powerful and in control.Sadly, the reality was quite different.I've never been more afraid of my reality that I was now.Sighing for the third time in a row, I pushed out of my chair reaching for my purse and keys.If I stayed in that tiny little apartment for one more second, I might as well explode.A stroll right down to the park or the grocery store was exactly what I needed right now…something to take my mind off things.The minute I stepped out of the my apartment building I was hit with a blast of hot air w
David's Pov “David Knight?”My head snapped up as I heard my name being called out in the room. “That's me!”It was a beautiful Thursday morning and I was super excited for what was waiting for me on the other side of the room.Over 2 weeks have gone by with no voice or chatter from the cops about my involvement in the fraud allegations… up until yesterday.They reached out via the mail insisting on one last sit down with me before they made a verdict.Already, I could see through their bullshit.The only reason why they were summoning me here was because they were looking for evidence to prosecute me and if they didn't find any, then they would be recluse to shutting down the case permanently. That will mean that I would be a free citizen and I would be able to walk out in the public since all the charges against me would be dropped.An officer followed me guiding me through the offices until we got to the familiar interrogation room.Detective John was seated, next to a Black man
Donald's POV I practically waited by the phone for Rose to call me and when she did, I nearly jumped out of my skin.She only called to inform me of the date and venue of our meeting. It had been a couple of days since we last spoke, and I was starting to think that she wasn't interested in meeting with me anymore.I was vaguely surprised to hear that she wanted us to talk in her home.Usually, Rose was the kind of person who wanted to go out and explore, snatching up any means that she could to do that.On the fateful Thursday morning, I canceled my plans and schedule at the office in preparation for meeting Rose.I was so nervous that I changed my outfit twice, feeling giddy at the thought of meeting Rose, which was strange considering that I had been married to her for three years.Nevertheless, I ducked into my car less than an hour before our meeting, typing the address that she gave me into the GPS.As I drove I was surprised to see that it wasn't in one of the more obscene nei
Donald's POV After comforting Rose over her feelings and how she felt about the situation, I wasn't so eager to go back home.This was the first time in a long while that I had talked to her or had an intimate conversation with someone and if I was being honest, I missed her too.Being away from her for weeks made me forget how she smelled, her touch…everything about the rules that made her uniquely who she was. “You know you didn't have to stay over right? I'll be fine.” Rose told me, plastering a smile on her face. “I've handled much worse things, I'm pretty sure that I can handle this too.” “I know.” I agreed with her and she looked up at me in surprise. “..that you can handle this alone, I mean,” I explained to her. “..but that doesn't mean that you have to handle everything alone.”“It's ironic…” she mused. “... That we hated each other so much but when the opportunity came first to live separate lives, we found out that it's hard to just do away with someone. Especially someo
Donald's POV After I left Rose's place, haven gotten what I needed, I went straight home to put another plan into motion.Unfortunately, I had to shift my plans a bit since rules could no longer give me what I needed but on the brighter side, it also gave me an idea.I internally fought over my decision, debating whether it was right or wrong. I had to accept that Rose was right on one thing though…no matter how hard we prepared or thought things through, David was smart and he's one person who would make sure to cover all his tracks which sadly, also meant that he could not be caught so easily.And that's just pissed me off. I wondered why he would be allowed to get away with such crimes even though we were the good guys.After two days of pondering over the issue, I made up my mind.There's no way I'd let him scot free. That idea planted in my brain, I spent the next three days creating a team…one that would investigate every inch of David Knight.If he so much as mumbles when he
David's POV “To ensure that this works out the way we need to you need to do what I said.” Ramone rumbled, biting into a juicy plate of steak.Boone and his other guys sat around the roundtable, eating and joking like it was a regular Tuesday.Currently, we were discussing how to get me safely out of the country but to do so, Ramone brought up a suggestion that a distraction be created. In his words, “a burning fire sucks up all the attention around, leaving people to ignore the surroundings…”He said if there was a way to create distraction that will take up both the media and the police attention away from me then I need to work on it so I can disappear peacefully without anyone being the wiser.It would take at least a couple of months to figure out where I had run off to. “I am not sure what would be the right way to go about this,” I say to him, picking through my food.The thought of carrying the mission they wanted me to make my stomach curdle.“So what's the right way? Using
Donald's POV The ‘beep beep’ of the monitors woke me up from my deep slumber.I open my eyes slowly to meet the white, sterile ceiling of a hospital. I knew it was a hospital because it had that familiar disinfectant smell to it…also because it makes sense, given the fact that I was shot at three times a couple of hours before and yeah, I remember every bit of that story.It was like a clip of a very bad movie except this happened to me, the distant yet eerily familiar feeling of being shot invaded my senses and I had to inch my hand up to see if I could check out the wound. “I wouldn't advise you to do that.” A pretty blond nurse wearing scrubs walked in, a clipboard in her hand.“Hel…Hello..” I croaked out, realizing that my throat was as dry as a desert.She must have come to the same realization because she walked over to my bedside, reaching for a cup of water and she handed it over to me.I greedily slurped it down like a greedy man dying of thirst, only stopping when I emptie
David's POV Just like I expected, the media circus around Donald's death blew out of proportion.As I'm packing my bags, the entire area in which Donald was shot had been taped off by the police.Apparently they were opening a case into the incident, searching for who shot him.I would like to feel relaxed on that point but it's just my luck that the homeless guy I usye turned out to be something else.For the rest of the day, I kept on trying his number but he never picked up soon enough, the number became unavailable which I took to mean that he had either discarded of it or he doesn't want anything to do with me anymore. When Boone asked me about the progress report, I lied to him stating that I had taken care of the homeless guy but I knew it was just a matter of time before the police found him and he blurted out the truth…which was why I was booking the next available flight and getting the hell out of this cursed city.The moment I left the borders of the city and I was on my
RoseTo think that it was Donald's death that brought me and my family together, it was mind boggling to say the least.I received the call from my sister early the next morning and to say I was surprised, is an understatement.“Hello, Tanya. Wh-hat's going on?”She was breathing heavily which made me worried. “Have you seen the news, Rose?” She asked.My brows furrowed in confusion. “The news?” I repeated. “No. What news? I'm just waking up!” I say, flipping the covers away from my body so I reach for my laptop.Suddenly the speaker went mute as I could only hear muffled words float through. it seems like she was talking to someone else.I ignored her, checking up on the latest news.I quickly scanned through a number of them, realizing that no one stood out to me. “Tanya, I don't know what I'm supposed to be looking at here but nothing is making sense to me. Can you talk to me and tell me what happened? Is it Mom or Dad? Are they okay?”Immediately, my mind jumped into the worst sce
RoseI knew the exact moment I fell for David all over again was when I heard the words, ‘you’re free to go’.That faithful Tuesday morning, I was laying face up on my cot, thinking of new ways to distract myself from a boring and predictable day when the buzzer sounded.Unlike the last time when I ignored the guard, I turned around to look at him but this time he wasn't holding a tray of food in his hands.He had the bunch of keys in his hands and he was walking slowly towards my room, an unpleasant in his eyes.“Hey, you. Get up!” He boomed loudly, startling me.“I was already up…” I grumbled, flipping my legs around the tiny cot. “Where's my food?”He didn't respond, only grunted and shoved me not too gently toward the bars, handcuffing me. “Move!” He ordered and I obeyed, shuffling my feet.We did the same walk routine, similar to when I visited Donald but this time…it seemed different.“Where are we going?” I twisted my head around to ask him but he just shoved my head forward.W
David's POV Contrary to what Donald thought, I was right there behind him the whole time.He was so easy and gullible. Just one mention of Rose and he came running exactly like I thought.All I needed to do was play the pity card and he sucked it up like a starving man drinking water.It was quite hilarious if I was being honest.I wanted the first location, simply because it would be easier to dispose of him when the homeless guy was done with the job but Donald being a hard ass…he insisted we change it, probably suspicious of my actions. Well, at least he was smart… just not too smart to avoid dying though.My phone buzzed with a text.Donald: Where are you?Me: I'm right behind you. I'll be there soon.When I sent the text, I burst into laughter, muffling the sound.I kept checking my watch, waiting for the homeless guy to show up. This was not the agreement. He was supposed to be here a couple of minutes ago, do the job the moment Donald showed up and get out of here.I gritted
Donald's POV I was woken up by my phone buzzing needlessly.Groaning, I twisted around in bed to reach for the phone only to see a name I never thought I'd see flash across my screen.Immediately my eyes flew open, sleep deserting my mind and I nearly jumped out of bed.Wait, why the hell was David calling me?To make matters worse, shortly after the call ended he dropped the text followed by another.David: Hi, I know I'm the last person you want to talk to right now but I need your help. David: Please respond, it's urgent.I debated, responding, wanting to shrug it off but I sat up on the bed so I could think logically.From the little I've known and observed about David, I know that he's a snake and he's very cunning, always thinking three steps ahead of everyone else which is why it bothers me so much that he's texting me.What the hell does he want from me?While I was contemplating on whether to pick up or respond to his text messages, he sent another.David: Please.Because I
David's POV “Hey guys, do you have any news yet?” I asked barging into the basement. All through the night, I could barely sleep a wink as I tossed and turned, my brain producing new ways on how to help Rose.After I went to visit her, I became spurred on to double down on my efforts and for the past two days, my team and I have been up through out the night, working tirelessly on breaking into David firewalls.At this points, I didn't care about whether it was illegal or not, all you wanted to do is to get Rose out of that filthy place.“We don't have any leads yet.” Shawn spoke up. “We still haven't gotten those parts that we needed and decrypting the messages by hand is taking us way longer than it should. At this point, we'll probably get done by the end of the year.”Groaning, I slapped my hands over my face. “That's not going to work. You're sure there's no other way to get this going faster?”If I could get my hands on some incriminating messages that David exchanged with his
David's POV Popping a chewing gum, I sucked it back in, tapping my feet impatiently on the brakes.I decided to make use of Boone's advice, doing the extra work to cement the plan that I have already started and that begins with…A loud honk from a passing car jolted me out of my thoughts and I popped my head out, raising my middle finger as a response.“Fucking asshole!” I muttered under my breath, stealing a glance at my watch. It's been over an hour and this guy is nowhere to be found.He's got to know that he's playing with his life.I am a gentle and mannered man until I was pushed to the wall forced, to do certain things…one of which is to make good on the threats I told him.A couple of days before I decided to meet with the homeless man who placed the tip in the police station for the cops to find, I spent some hours out of my day to watch him and like clockwork he always appeared at the same time every day.It was tad boring and predictable but it saved me time to look for h
RoseThe minutes turned into hours and the hours into days, each day more horrible than the last.My nightmare of being trapped in here was slowly coming to pass and I was too helpless to do anything to stop it.Reaching out to my family wasn't an option and none of the guards agreed to let me use their phone to make one more call to Donald, leaving me stranded.The food was probably the good thing about the place.I don't know who the chef is but he's doing a really good job of keeping me happy…temporarily though.I sighed for probably the hundredth time, staring vacantly at the ceiling.You know, when you first have your freedom taken away from you, you think that the first few hours or days at the worst but it's not. It's actually quite easy because there is a list of ways you can distract yourself but as the day grows longer, that's when reality sets in and the sadness begins.The possibility that this could become your new normal starts to haunt you and in as much as your mind w