Serena had no idea what she had been expecting but it was not this. They arrived at Kiribati Island country the following day close to midday. She had a chance to look outside when the pilot announced that they were close to landing. Somewhere along the flight, they had finally uncuffed her. Thank God, since she had felt pressed some minutes after that and simply went to the restroom without asking any of them. Annoyed as she was with the impertinent young man, she couldn’t begrudge the fact that he was genuinely worried about his brother. Though he was with the pilot at the front, he had been to the back to check on the unconscious man so many times that she stopped herself from almost telling him that he shouldn’t worry so. No, she had no business extending any assurance to him when he was the reason why she was here now. The reason why they were looking for her at home right now. Oh, Mathew would be so worried. She deliberately took her mind off the inevitable trouble she woul
She had fallen asleep in the chair next to him and fallen into a sleep that was filled with accusations and yelling from every angle. Tart! Mathew called her. With condemnation in his eyes. Loose woman! A shameless, loose woman! Her mother-in-law shouted so viciously her veins seemed as if they would pop out of her neck. I did not raise a daughter like this! Her mother shouted. I raised a proper lady, her mother’s face twisted in her disappointment. Not a disgrace like you! Go back to your husband and seek forgiveness! Then she was spinning again. Farther, farther away and she seemed to be looking for something. For someone. Amara? She was not sure. There seemed to be someone out there waiting for her. Maybe, she wouldn’t be a disgrace to that person. Maybe she wouldn't be a tart. Maybe he wouldn’t call her loose and shameless. He? She jerked awake to a sound close to her and she was blinded for a while by the glare of morning light that penetrated through the windows. The sky
Serena had never dubbed herself as religious. Of course, she said her prayers. When she could, but the influx of deadly pinging sounds that had been bouncing off the bulletproof car followed by the tense waiting moment as the masked men circled them made her spout out prayers randomly, half unaware of what she was saying. There were four of them. Four mean-looking, brutal men with even more mean-looking guns. Their ammo belts slung carelessly around them. “Get down, I said” Kincaid yelled at her and she blankly looked at him. She wanted to shout at him not to yell at her again, wanted to tell him it was all his fault that she was in this situation. Not in a thousand years would she have been in this kind of dangerous situation if she had just been at home where she belonged. But all she could do was tremble as tears came to her eyes. A sinister voice in her head seemed to gleefully shout “You are going to die!” His alert eyes seemed to fill with sympathy. Then he stretched his hand
Stupid, stupid shaking Serena thought to herself as she tried to atop the spasmodic reaction of her body yet no amount of “You are fine now" from Kincaid nor her determination to stop the shaking changed anything. It was as if her body was functioning independently from her will, so she just huddle there and shook like a leaf in the winter night. A whistle from Bassett had her looking up "Wow, babe. You look hot! No wonder the men couldn't shoot straight" Serena craned her head to see who he was referring to. A gorgeous redhead in a pink leotard with what seemed like mile-high leather heels on her tanned, dainty legs stood with a pistol in each of her hands as she rolled her eyes at Bassett. "Oh, hush. Remind the bad guys to give me some ample warnings next time they decided to strike and not do it when I am in the middle of my training, will you?" She leaned in to kiss his cheek soundly before shifting her gaze to Kincaid. Her eyes shone with curiosity as she saw Serena and she
Rayla dragged her down with her as she ducked beside her car. "Those bastards!" She said in fury as she patted her body as if anything could be hidden in her skin-tight one-piece suit. She seemed to realize that her guns had been handed to someone else and she swore, long and hard. Profanities that Serena was sure would make her mother develop migraine and probably make Eugenia drop dead. "Illinois!" She hissed at one of the men returning fire to the men shooting at them with guns fitted with silencers. "Yes, miss" Illinois, a lanky young man that couldn't be more than in his early twenties replied to her even as he ducked behind the car and returned fire. "How many are they?!" She yelled. "About…." He shoot back as another silent ping hit the car, rocking it with a jarring sound that made Serena flinch "...Ten this time, miss" "Shit! Who are these people? How dare they…scoot down more, Serena! How dare they do this on Aslanov land?" "No idea, miss but they seemed intent on tak
The frenzy that followed was unlike anything that Serena had ever set her eyes on before. The intruders were all wiped out and then Basset dropped his gun as he ran with all his might towards where his brother lay. The irony of it was that Kincaid and Rayla were not far from each other. Basset looked torn as if he has no idea who to run to first. Then, he shook Kincaid hard “Don’t you dare! You can’t die on me, bro. You can’t. Who will avenge those bastards?! You….somebody checks Rayla. Check her! Fuck this” he cried.Serena jerked out of her shock as she rushed towards the lady she only met a few minutes ago. Serena was shaking so badly and her stomach seemed to be in a flip-flop contest. Yet she forced herself to look at the gory scene before her. It was messy, to say the least. The bullet had pierced Kev’s stomach from the side, taking out a chunk of flesh with it on its way out with a strip of his shirt. What was left of his blue shirt was soaked with blood and it was not showing
Serena had to stay with Basset in the waiting room. She smarted at the fact that the nurses had not allowed her to go in with the victims. She had even told one of them personally that she was a certified nurse.“Really, in which unit are you practising?" the caucasian nurse had asked her. Serena had no choice but to tell her that she had never practised before. When she saw the look on the nurse’s face, she was about to explain to her that she had taken care of Kincaid on the way to the island though but the woman had hurried off after telling her to go sit in the waiting room.She was just getting to the waiting room when Basset passed her without a second look. “What the…” She saw where he was headed in a minute. A team of doctors were hurrying down the corridor and the way they all greeted Basset respectfully made it evident to Serena that they knew him. Basset hurriedly pointed towards the ICU where they took Rayla and the others and he hurriedly led him towards the unit.A nurs
Basset looked at Serena as they waited in Kincaid’s newly assigned room and said “You are covered in blood” Serena looked down at her spandex gown and sighed “Yes, I look a mess alright but so do you” she nodded towards his blood-spattered yellow shirt and the dark splotches on his khaki trouser. “Yeah” he muttered nonchalantly. He stared into space for a while before he muttered “A lady shouldn’t look like that” Serena looked at him and he nodded even without looking back at her “Yeah, I know. I was an asshole. I shouldn’t have dragged you into this like that” Serena had no idea what he expected her to say. Especially when he added “But then I am sure I will do the same thing again if the situation repeats itself. So yeah, I am an asshole” “Uhh” Serena hummed as she find something to say even though she agreed with him. Basset looked back at her with a humourless smile that did not touch his eyes “At least let me make up for that by getting you out of that disgusting dress” he sm