LOGINThe knock came at the door, just as Derrick had finally put Daniella to sleep, his heart froze for a moment, but he forced himself to relax.
But then again his mind started to play the what if game, I mean it was past midnight who would be visiting this late.
He swallowed as he heard the loud bang on the door again
Daniella, who had been sleeping peacefully, slowly opened her eyes as a result of the noise.
She turned swiftly looking at her father, there it was that same face. Fear written all over them, the same face he wore the day she lost her mother.
“Papa… what’s going on?” She asked him as her tiny eye brow folded into confusion
“Go back to bed” he whispered looking all serious
“But papa someone is….”
“Daniella…bed now!” He repeated, sharper this time.
She went quiet.
Derrick walked towards the door, his heart beating like he had been running for miles now.
The knock came again this time slower.
When he finally turned the door knob and the door tore open allowing the chill cold air to rest on his face.
Standing in front of him were three men who looked surprisingly good and well dressed. But then something about them felt off.
What brought them to his home by this time
“Good evening” one of them said, he had the polish Uk accent.
Derrick didn’t respond immediately, he made sure to grip the edge of his door tightly still looking at them in confusion.
“What do you want?” He asked his voice firmly
“We would like to have a word with you” one of the men spoke tapping his feet on the ground acting all impatient.
Derrick stepped outside and pulled the door from behind
“My daughter is sleeping” his voice sounded quite harsh “say want you want and leave it’s late!”
The men exchanged glances then the one in front took a closer step
“We heard you have a child”
Derrick's jaw tightened
“I have many things and none of them concern you” he could hear his stomach filled with fear.
The man grinned evilly then continued
“We’re not here to cause trouble” he looked around “Infact we are here to offer you something”
“I am not interested” Derrick cut him shortly
“You’ve not heard of the offer yet!”
“I don’t need to”
They went silent staring at each other as if speaking with their eyes, the one from behind stepped forward.
“It’s for a good cause” the man added “an important one at that… our employer is unaware and…”
Derrick’s eyes hardened
“And that concerns me how?”
“He needs a heart” the air felt heavy as the words dropped out of his mouth, just like he suspected evil has landed on his door.
Derrick looked at them in disbelief
“And you think?” Derrick said slowly “you can come to my house in the middle of the night and ask for my child?”
“We’re not asking” one of the men spoke
Derrick stepped forward, his eyes hot and red; they weren’t calm any more, just anger and warning written in them.
“You should leave”
The men grinned staring at each other one of them spoke up his voice soft almost a whisper
“You see erm Derrick? That’s your name right?” He asked Derrick face lit up in shock
“We get what we want whenever we want it so yes we will return” he turned around immediately and the others followed as they walked out of the building.
Derrick knew this wasn’t over, they would definitely come back and he needed to protect his family, the only one left.
Behind the door was Daniella. She stood there shocked and confused, her tiny brain trying to process what those men came to talk to her father for, something was fist and she could smell it.
Derrick turned swiftly about to head inside when his eyes met with that of confused Daniella shocked and worried.
For a moment none of them said a word. He walked up to Daniella and grabbed her off the floor
“You didn’t go to bed pumpkin” he queried
“Papa, who were they?”
Derrick didn’t answer he looked at his daughter holding her tighter
“Don’t worry you’re safe, nothing would happen to you” he smiled
“Do they know where mom is?” Curious little Daniella just kept asking hoping to get an answer but mom was forthcoming her dad kept sweeping the issue under the floor.
“You know you're a very stubborn child just like your mom” he dropped her off and gave her clear instructions to go inside and sleep.
Derrick stood at the door shaking, he looked into the darkness checking to see if he’d get a glimpse of the men but didn’t.
He could feel his heavy heart, the night had gone colder than usual, he could still feel their presence even though he didn’t catch sight of them.
He had seen men like that before, not in the village, not this close but he knew this type
These type of men didn’t need to shout
They didn’t need to threaten
They come in the night and take what they want when they want it and he knew it was only a matter of time if he didn’t do something immediately.
He looked in the direction of his farm and everything was peaceful, too peaceful only his fear was so loud they were ringing bells in his head.
He was about heading inside when he heard a sudden rustling sound coming from behind the house, he turned sharply, his legs trembling.
“Who’s there?” He called out pretending to be all strong
He slowly walked in the direction and just when he thought he saw a shadow move just as it appeared it was gone.
He held his chest firmly and made a U turn heading back into the house
Whatever was out there he won’t be chasing it tonight not with his daughter inside putting her in any form of trouble he’d never forgive himself.
He walked in and shut the doors behind him.
Daniella couldn’t take her eyes off the photograph.The man standing beside her father and Thomas Harper looked painfully familiar, but she couldn’t immediately place him. He wasn’t a stranger. That was what frightened her most. Somewhere in the years she had spent searching for answers, she had seen his face before.Christian took the photograph from her and studied it carefully.“Who is he?”Evelyn remained silent.“Evelyn,” Christian said firmly. “You said he was the person your father trusted most. I need his name.”Evelyn finally looked at him.“Richard Hale.”Daniella’s stomach dropped.“No.”Christian’s expression changed.“Richard?”Evelyn nodded.“The same Richard Hale who carried you out of your father’s house the night Derrick died.”Daniella stared at the photograph.The man who had always claimed he was trying to protect her.The man who had admitted making a deal with her uncle.The man who had disappeared when they needed answers most.Richard had been there long before
The cemetery was almost empty when they arrived. The sun had already disappeared behind the horizon, leaving the sky dark enough for the cemetery lights to cast long shadows across the rows of graves. Daniella stood beside the car without moving, staring at the path ahead.She had avoided this place for eighteen years.Not because she had forgotten her father.Because she remembered him too well.Christian stood beside her, close enough that their shoulders almost touched. He didn’t try to force her forward. He simply waited.“You don’t have to do this alone,” he said.Daniella looked at him.“I’ve done everything alone.”“I know.”Something in those two words made her chest tighten.She looked away and started walking.Marcus remained near the car while Christian followed her. Evelyn walked several steps behind them, her face tense.Daniella eventually stopped in front of a large stone.DERRICK CRUZ.Her father’s name stared back at her.For several seconds, she couldn’t breathe.She
The black vehicle stopped several feet from them, its engine still running. For a moment, nobody moved. Daniella stood beside Christian, her eyes fixed on the passenger door as the silence around the old training house grew heavier.Then the door opened.A woman stepped out.Daniella’s breath caught.“Evelyn.”Her aunt closed the door slowly. She was dressed in dark clothes, her hair pulled back, and there was a pistol firmly held in her right hand.Christian immediately moved in front of Daniella.“Stay behind me.”Daniella barely heard him. She could not take her eyes off Evelyn.Her aunt looked at Christian, then at Marcus, and finally at Daniella. There was something different in her expression. She did not look triumphant. She did not look angry.She looked terrified.“Put the gun down,” Christian ordered.Evelyn’s fingers tightened around the weapon.“If I wanted to shoot you, Christian, I would have done it before stepping out of the car.”“That doesn’t answer my question.”“No
Silence filled the locked room.Daniella stared at the photograph in front of her, trying to make sense of what she had just heard.Her father.Thomas Harper.Samuel Reed.All standing together.Working together.Investigating the same enemy.For years, she had believed the Cruz family and the Harper family stood on opposite sides of a war. She had built her entire life around that belief. Every lesson her uncle taught her, every lie he fed her, every ounce of hatred she carried had been built on the idea that Christian’s family was connected to her father’s death.Now, another truth stood before her.Their fathers had been allies.Christian picked up the photograph again.“My father never spoke about this,” he said quietly.Samuel Reed sat down slowly in the old wooden chair.“That was intentional.”Daniella looked at him.“What do you mean?”Samuel sighed.“Your fathers agreed that if something happened to them, some secrets would die with them.”“Why?”“Because the wrong people alr
Daniella stood completely still.For twenty years, Samuel Reed had existed only as a name buried in old photographs and fragments of conversations. She had never expected to see the man himself, let alone have him appear at the very place where she had spent her childhood being trained by the man who murdered her father.Christian moved toward the window.“Stay here.”Daniella shook her head.“No.”He looked at her.“If that’s Samuel Reed, I’m going with you.”Christian studied her for a moment before nodding.Marcus moved ahead of them, weapon ready, while the others secured the room. Daniella followed Christian out of the training house and into the cold night air.The man standing beside the vehicle did not move.He was older than he had been in the photograph, his hair almost completely gray, his face marked by years of exhaustion. He wore a dark coat and held both hands where they could be seen.When his eyes landed on Daniella, something changed in his expression.He looked at h
The old training house stood in complete darkness when Daniella arrived.She remained inside the car for several seconds, staring through the windshield at the building that had once been the center of her entire childhood. Every wall held a memory she wished she could forget. Every room reminded her of the person she had been forced to become.Christian stepped out beside her and closed the car door.“You don’t have to go in if you’re not ready.”Daniella looked at him.“I’ve been ready for this since the day I found out my uncle lied to me.”Christian nodded.“Then we do it together.”Marcus and his men spread out around the property while Christian and Daniella entered through the same door they had used before.The training house was silent.Daniella switched on her flashlight and slowly walked through the corridor.She remembered being seven years old, standing in this same hallway while her uncle shouted at her because she had refused to continue training. She remembered the bru
“Boss, are you okay?”David's voice sounded distant, more like it was coming from under water. Christian didn’t answer immediately. His fingers tightened around the glass, his jaw clenched as he stared into thin air unfocused. He wasn’t ok, he couldn’t take it anymore, his
The hot liquid hit her skin before her brain could process what was happening. “Aharhhhh!” Daniella staggered back instantly, the tray slipping slightly from her grip as the coffee soaked into her cloth. She glared at him hard, tears building up in her eye lids, a smirk escaping her lips, of
Daniella's eyes jerked open as tears rolled down from them, she slowly wiped the tears away trying to clear her vision still figuring out where she was, her brain relaxed and flicked back, of course this was her first night in this house. She yawned uncontrollably as she stretched her way out of
The door knob twisted sideways, Daniella froze, for a moment she felt her entire world crumbling right in front of her, the job hadn't even started yet and now she was going to be caught holy father. How did she not hear his car coming in? And just then her instinct kicked in, her brain acting fas







