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Thomas’ throat. There was a small flicker, he wasn’t dead.
The operator picked up, her cheerful voice demanding to know what my emergency was. I barked out orders, demanding the police and an ambulance. If I had been different I might have felt sorry for the woman on the other end of the line. But I wasn’t different, I wasn’t soft and I didn’t care if I hurt her feelings or not.
Hanging up I pushed the phone back into my pocket as I started to stand. Stacey simply fell across Thomas’ body, her voice high and breathy as she pleaded with him to stay with her.
“Please, Thomas, baby, I’m sorry… I’m so so sorry.”
Her words caught my attention and I dragged her to her feet. She fought me, struggling to escape my iron grip but I refused to let her go.
“Why are you sorry? What happened? What did you do?”
She sobbed loudly and slapped at my body.
“Let me go, let me be with him, he needs me, he needs to know I’m here with him.”
I shook her violently, her small head bobbing around on her delicate neck as she fought to breathe, cry and escape all at once. But I couldn’t let her go, I needed the truth. Thomas was my one chance to get to Bella, if he died then all hope was lost… And if Stacey was the cause of it, then I wasn’t sure what I would do.
“For god’s sake, let her go.”
A tall man strode up to my side, he grabbed my arm in an attempt to pull my grip from Stacey. I held on, with all the strength and determination of a dog with a bone.
“This is not your business, butt out.”
I snarled, still holding Stacey. I tried to move away, tried to take her somewhere more private so I could question her about what happened. I needed to know. Was Christopher back? Were we closing in on him and so he felt the need to come back and try and silence us?
“My business? When you have your hands all over my sister, this is very much my business.” The other man’s tone had dropped to a cold, furious, whisper.
When he grabbed at me again, I released Stacey suddenly and turned into him, using my body to knock him off balance. He tried to defend himself, tried to duck out of the way but I was faster, angrier and I used it to my advantage. I jabbed my fist upwards connecting with his jaw. It sent him sprawling back on the grass.
“Will!”
Stacey cried out, her voice so full of distress it was practically unrecognisable. I didn’t wait around to see if he got back up. Holding her arm in my vice like grip I towed her away from the scene, the sound of sirens splitting the air.
No one tried to stop me, they seemed too stunned to move or even do anything else except stand around in shocked silence. I dragged Stacey, her stockinged feet sliding across the tile. We reached the living room before anyone had a chance to intercept us.
I pushed her down onto the couch and went back to close the door.
“Aidan, I don’t understand, why are you doing this? You were Thomas’ friend? I need to go back to him.”
“No.”
My voice was cold, clipped and filled with authority. She instantly froze, her sobs half formed in her throat. She shook her head, as though she didn’t understand me, and maybe she didn’t. To everyone else I was probably behaving like a lunatic. But it had to be this way. If I could cut myself off, force myself not to feel anything, then I would find Bella. I would get her back.
“Aidan, I don’t understand, you have to let me go back to Thomas.”
She stood and flung herself at the door but I stood in her way. She beat her fists against my chest but it may as well have been a child doing it. I had no intention of letting her out until I had every last detail.
“I need you to tell me what happened?”
She shook her head and sobbed.
“I don’t know. I need to see Thomas.”
I grabbed her roughly by the arms and shook her gently.
“Stacey, you need to tell me what happened. You need to tell me how Thomas ended up like that… You have to help me find out who did
The operator picked up, her cheerful voice demanding to know what my emergency was. I barked out orders, demanding the police and an ambulance. If I had been different I might have felt sorry for the woman on the other end of the line. But I wasn’t different, I wasn’t soft and I didn’t care if I hurt her feelings or not.
Hanging up I pushed the phone back into my pocket as I started to stand. Stacey simply fell across Thomas’ body, her voice high and breathy as she pleaded with him to stay with her.
“Please, Thomas, baby, I’m sorry… I’m so so sorry.”
Her words caught my attention and I dragged her to her feet. She fought me, struggling to escape my iron grip but I refused to let her go.
“Why are you sorry? What happened? What did you do?”
She sobbed loudly and slapped at my body.
“Let me go, let me be with him, he needs me, he needs to know I’m here with him.”
I shook her violently, her small head bobbing around on her delicate neck as she fought to breathe, cry and escape all at once. But I couldn’t let her go, I needed the truth. Thomas was my one chance to get to Bella, if he died then all hope was lost… And if Stacey was the cause of it, then I wasn’t sure what I would do.
“For god’s sake, let her go.”
A tall man strode up to my side, he grabbed my arm in an attempt to pull my grip from Stacey. I held on, with all the strength and determination of a dog with a bone.
“This is not your business, butt out.”
I snarled, still holding Stacey. I tried to move away, tried to take her somewhere more private so I could question her about what happened. I needed to know. Was Christopher back? Were we closing in on him and so he felt the need to come back and try and silence us?
“My business? When you have your hands all over my sister, this is very much my business.” The other man’s tone had dropped to a cold, furious, whisper.
When he grabbed at me again, I released Stacey suddenly and turned into him, using my body to knock him off balance. He tried to defend himself, tried to duck out of the way but I was faster, angrier and I used it to my advantage. I jabbed my fist upwards connecting with his jaw. It sent him sprawling back on the grass.
“Will!”
Stacey cried out, her voice so full of distress it was practically unrecognisable. I didn’t wait around to see if he got back up. Holding her arm in my vice like grip I towed her away from the scene, the sound of sirens splitting the air.
No one tried to stop me, they seemed too stunned to move or even do anything else except stand around in shocked silence. I dragged Stacey, her stockinged feet sliding across the tile. We reached the living room before anyone had a chance to intercept us.
I pushed her down onto the couch and went back to close the door.
“Aidan, I don’t understand, why are you doing this? You were Thomas’ friend? I need to go back to him.”
“No.”
My voice was cold, clipped and filled with authority. She instantly froze, her sobs half formed in her throat. She shook her head, as though she didn’t understand me, and maybe she didn’t. To everyone else I was probably behaving like a lunatic. But it had to be this way. If I could cut myself off, force myself not to feel anything, then I would find Bella. I would get her back.
“Aidan, I don’t understand, you have to let me go back to Thomas.”
She stood and flung herself at the door but I stood in her way. She beat her fists against my chest but it may as well have been a child doing it. I had no intention of letting her out until I had every last detail.
“I need you to tell me what happened?”
She shook her head and sobbed.
“I don’t know. I need to see Thomas.”
I grabbed her roughly by the arms and shook her gently.
“Stacey, you need to tell me what happened. You need to tell me how Thomas ended up like that… You have to help me find out who did
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