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part wanted to stay and see it through. He was torn in two directions. Should he follow his head which kept on insisting he did what he had committed to doing or should he follow his heart which was telling him otherwise? It would be a deadly choice, either way.
As he halted between the two options, he saw a silhouette appear in the distance and started walking toward him. The person approached, hat pulled down to hide his face, a thick scarf around his neck, and the collar of his coat standing up. Obviously, he did not want to be recognized.
“What now?”
“Your boss sent to ask if you have forgotten your mission.”
“Not for a moment. The trap is well oiled, just waiting to be sprung.”
“It had better be because if you fail you know what will happen, don’t you?”
“Of that I’m fully aware. Now just tell me when is it supposed to take place?”
“In two days from now. Getting to her will be easy enough, given how predictable she is in her behavior.”
He was moving away already, when he turned and said, “Remember if you change your mind we’ll find you. There will be no place to hide.”
He waited until the messenger had completely disappeared before he left the alley. He had made a deal with the devil over six months ago and at that time it had meant nothing to him. This was his way of life, but now for the first time he was feeling differently. But trying to back out now would cause his death. The persons he was dealing with were ruthless and did not take kindly to betrayal. He would have to see it through, although something deep within was saying he could not go through with it.
Back on the main road, he looked up at the beautiful moon hanging in the sky, and remembered how it once felt to not care for anyone but himself – to be just selfish and heartless. But now he felt he could not be like that any longer. He was beginning to see himself differently, as someone who could love and care for another person. What he was becoming was something more than he ever thought he could be. He wondered if he could face the consequences of disobeying the order of his boss. Was he willing to lay down his life for another? That was the question.
Chapter Eleven
When you look at your life, the greatest happiness is family happiness. ~ Joyce Brothers
Chelsea woke up to find herself lying under thick quilt. It was warm and comfy. For the first time in days she had slept right through the night without waking up or having any nightmares. She felt refreshed.
Sitting up quickly, she remembered where she was – at Pierce’s house. All the happenings of yesterday came tumbling back. Only she had no memory of coming into the house and she wondered if Pierce had carried her inside. The thought brought back memories of her childhood when her dad would do the same. However, now it was also embarrassing considering the fact that she was twenty-six-years-old. No one should have to carry her anywhere – she was self-sufficient – or at least she wanted to be.
A knock on the door announced the arrival of Pierce’s wife. The pictures he had of her at the office did not do her justice. Even in her house dress she was stunning with shoulder length blonde hair and warm brown eyes.
“Hi Chelsea, I’m Emma. I am glad to be able to finally meet you, although I wish the circumstances were different. He’s told me so much about you.”
“It is good to meet you too,” she said.
“Well, breakfast is ready since Pierce said you guys are going to the prison today.”
“Yes, and it is not something I’m looking forward to… but I must do it. I think it holds a clue to all this mess.”
“I hope so. Now, the bathroom is across the hall and I brought you some clothes. We’re roughly the same size so they should fit.”
“Thank you, very much.”
“No problem, and as soon as you’re done, please come join us.”
Left alone, Chelsea had time to sift through her thoughts. It seemed as Ashlee’s murder had
As he halted between the two options, he saw a silhouette appear in the distance and started walking toward him. The person approached, hat pulled down to hide his face, a thick scarf around his neck, and the collar of his coat standing up. Obviously, he did not want to be recognized.
“What now?”
“Your boss sent to ask if you have forgotten your mission.”
“Not for a moment. The trap is well oiled, just waiting to be sprung.”
“It had better be because if you fail you know what will happen, don’t you?”
“Of that I’m fully aware. Now just tell me when is it supposed to take place?”
“In two days from now. Getting to her will be easy enough, given how predictable she is in her behavior.”
He was moving away already, when he turned and said, “Remember if you change your mind we’ll find you. There will be no place to hide.”
He waited until the messenger had completely disappeared before he left the alley. He had made a deal with the devil over six months ago and at that time it had meant nothing to him. This was his way of life, but now for the first time he was feeling differently. But trying to back out now would cause his death. The persons he was dealing with were ruthless and did not take kindly to betrayal. He would have to see it through, although something deep within was saying he could not go through with it.
Back on the main road, he looked up at the beautiful moon hanging in the sky, and remembered how it once felt to not care for anyone but himself – to be just selfish and heartless. But now he felt he could not be like that any longer. He was beginning to see himself differently, as someone who could love and care for another person. What he was becoming was something more than he ever thought he could be. He wondered if he could face the consequences of disobeying the order of his boss. Was he willing to lay down his life for another? That was the question.
Chapter Eleven
When you look at your life, the greatest happiness is family happiness. ~ Joyce Brothers
Chelsea woke up to find herself lying under thick quilt. It was warm and comfy. For the first time in days she had slept right through the night without waking up or having any nightmares. She felt refreshed.
Sitting up quickly, she remembered where she was – at Pierce’s house. All the happenings of yesterday came tumbling back. Only she had no memory of coming into the house and she wondered if Pierce had carried her inside. The thought brought back memories of her childhood when her dad would do the same. However, now it was also embarrassing considering the fact that she was twenty-six-years-old. No one should have to carry her anywhere – she was self-sufficient – or at least she wanted to be.
A knock on the door announced the arrival of Pierce’s wife. The pictures he had of her at the office did not do her justice. Even in her house dress she was stunning with shoulder length blonde hair and warm brown eyes.
“Hi Chelsea, I’m Emma. I am glad to be able to finally meet you, although I wish the circumstances were different. He’s told me so much about you.”
“It is good to meet you too,” she said.
“Well, breakfast is ready since Pierce said you guys are going to the prison today.”
“Yes, and it is not something I’m looking forward to… but I must do it. I think it holds a clue to all this mess.”
“I hope so. Now, the bathroom is across the hall and I brought you some clothes. We’re roughly the same size so they should fit.”
“Thank you, very much.”
“No problem, and as soon as you’re done, please come join us.”
Left alone, Chelsea had time to sift through her thoughts. It seemed as Ashlee’s murder had
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