" Who do you think would send you such creepy messages?" Tanner asks.
It's Saturday morning and I barely slept last night. I spent the night thinking who would want to send me such creepy weird messages and no name came to mind. Well except Regina. But why? I called my friends on FaceTime this morning to find a solution to this. I can't tell Chase. I don't want him to worry because of me and the other reason is because I don't want him to know about my job. I want to tell him myself and I'm planning on doing that tomorrow which is Sunday.
" Tanner, can you at least decipher whose person's number is that?" Roxie asks. We're all in our houses since it's Saturday morning.
" It's a blocked number and a complete dead end." Tanner says, shaking his head.
40| I'M SORRYI don't pay attention to the two men who're about to kill themselves for thousands of dollars but on Reynold Boyce. My heart is beating strangely too fast. Reynolds eyes are locked on mine as he gets off the stage. I bite the inside of my cheeks, suddenly feeling the urge to get the hell out of here. I want to throw up right now.How the hell is he out of jail?But I can do this. I have to be strong and supportive for Chase's sake. Reynold Boyce won't stop looking at me with his sly one sided smirk." How's he out of jail?" I ask the question that's been eating me up since I laid my eyes on Reynold." I don't know. I'm going to
41| EXPECT THE UNEXPECTED" Something is wrong. How's he out of jail?" Tanner asks as he paces the floor of my living room.It's Sunday. I spent Saturday night crying, cursing Reynold and thinking about the countless ways I wanted him dead. I've tried calling Chase's number but it's not connecting. I think he blocked my number. My life's over. The only man that I fell in love with, I ruined everything. Maybe I was the reason Caleb left me for that redhead bitch. Because of me my sister is nowhere to be found. She's skipping classes and nobody has seen her around because I kicked her out.Why don't I ever make good decisions? How the fuck did I ruin my fucking relationship with a man that made me happy? He was right. I care so much about my
42| THE END" How certain are you that Regina is working for Reynold Boyce?" Tanner asks that Tuesday evening.We're in my house and they're here to console me because I just got fired because I slept with my client. It's not their fault, I told my friends, maybe I deserve it. I'm too reckless.I've been calling Chase's number throughout these past days, he's not picking up my calls. I'm on the verge of driving to his house myself. I'm worried about Tina, I miss Chase. I'm just so screwed." Lauren?" Roxie calls my name when I don't answer Tanner's question.I sigh and sit down. I've been pacing ar
EPILOGUETwo years laterChase and I went on a vacation in Hawaii. We're in our beach house in Hawaii. Reynold Boyce was arrested after being proved guilty for shooting me and nearly killing me. They found him through the tracker in the money I handed him. And a secret hidden surveillance camera in the parking lot showed a recording of Reynold Boyce shooting me. He was transferred to a maximum security prison in Russia. He's not getting out anytime soon.Regina was also arrested. She was found guilty. I was right. She was compromised and she truly worked with Reynold to ruin my life and my career. She confessed later after she was confronted. According to Tanner, Regina died in prison two months ago after being beaten by a fellow inmate in
" Mic check, Gray." Tanner says from my earpiece. " I'm in." I reply, walking into the infamous Miami club. It's popular for different reasons and the MPD is yet to discover why. Few months ago, there was news that the club was a sex club. Not just a sex club, but a ring for transporting illegal drugs, trafficking, and sales of illegal weapons. So here I am, in the middle of a case I'm not supposed to be involved with because I just graduated from the academy. But out of luck and trial, Chief Bradford decides to give me a chance not to screw this up or— He really didn't get to tell me the 'or' so I'll just skip that part. " Mic check, Gray." I hear the bitter voice of Regina Foxx. My arch nemesis. I fucking hate this bitch. You may ask me why, but you'll find out soon enough. " Don't you fucking call me by my last name, Regina." I grit out as I look around the clu
" Any eyes on the target yet?" I ask Roxie as we walk out of the restroom. " Reynold Boyce is a ghost. He deals in secret and likes to keep everything in secret. That piece of shit." And that's the worst part of this case. It's hard to keep an eye or hands on Reynold Boyce. He's smart and cunning as shit. " We'll get him this time." Walking past the hallway, Roxie and I curve into another hallway and there are rooms on either side of it. The doors are nearly open as different kinds of atrocities take place here. Women in handcuffs and every other bondage object satisfy the horny men that are seated like Kings. According to my little report, Reynold Boyce works hand in hand with the owner of this BDSM sex club. " This is driving me crazy. I've seen so many arousing things in just one night." Roxie says. " Are you okay?" " Yeah. I don't wanna talk about my personal
" You know I have this great talent for smelling foul play from afar." Reynold says as he slowly approaches me. " Lauren, are you okay?" Roxie asks. " Call for backup. Now." I whisper, moving backwards with every step he takes. " Shit." They mutter through the earpiece. " I knew she could never Ace this. Always bad at everything." Regina says. God, remind me to stab her left breast once I get out of here alive. That bitch needs to be put in her place. He smirks and clicks his tongue, shaking his head sideways. Why are good looking and extremely attractive men the devil? Even the devil was once an angel. I'm pretty sure he was a sexy one too. " You're trying to put these girls' lives in danger Lauren Gray. Or let's call you Tasha, yeah?" He smirks at me and my heart leaps to my chest. He knows me. " What makes you think you
It's Saturday. About 19 hours since I aced that Reynold Boyce Case and another 19 hours since I beat the shit out of Regina Foxx. She was given urgent medical attention. I was driven home, with a warning from chief Bradford that we'll see Monday morning. I think that will determine if I lose my job or if I'm keeping it. It definitely can't be the latter. With my phone wedged between my ear and my shoulder, I unlock my door to enter my apartment. I may not live in a penthouse, but I live in a comfortable apartment since Caleb milked me dry. I shut my door and hold my phone against my ear with my hand. I drop my keys on the coffee table as I go to my room. " Mom, are you putting on makeup right now?" I ask, imagining my mom in front of her bedroom mirror applying make up ready to party and maybe hook up as usual every Friday and Saturday night. " Well yeah. Mommy gott