"So, son, what have you been up to? Have you decided where you will study?"
"Yes, dad, I was considering Harvard."
"Good son, you always knew where you were heading in life."
Angela's dad glanced at her as she rolled her eyes, "So young lady, it is day one. Have you decided where you will be going?"
Angela nods; that's good said her dad; where have you decided to go? She wanted to say away from your sad face, bite her tongue, and give off a fake smile.
"I have decided to go to campus."
"The intelligent choice, young lady," said her dad.
There was silence for a moment when there was a knock on the door, "who could that be here so early." said her dad; go get the door, son.
Jack walked over to the door, "Hello, officer."
"Good day, young lad. Is your name Jack?"
"Yes," said Jack frowning, wondering how the cop knew his name, "would you mind if I ask you a few questions relating to the disappearance of Nicole?"
Mr. Fox overheard the officer and stood up,
"Jack does not answer that." His father exclaimed.
Walking over to the door in his grey suit, the officer raised his eyebrows when seeing Mr. Fox; the cops recognized him well since he had multiple cops suspended for not having sufficient evidence of the accused violating the law; he was visionary and a fast thinker,
When the cop saw Mr. Fox, he knew he had to have his facts together for this visit.
"Good morning, Sir, I am sorry for disturbing you, but the reason," "hurry up," said Mr. Fox; Angela had hated how her dad spoke down to her, "Officer Jerry, why are you on my doorstep at this hour?"
The officer gulped; "well, I do apologize, Sir. Still, I am here because," he pulled out a photo of a young girl aged sixteen or seventeen. She had red hair and ocean blue eyes with pale light skin.
"This girl went missing two days ago, and your son was the last person speaking to her;" just then, another officer came walking from the car.
The second cop immediately recognized Mr. Fox, the best lawyer in town; his interrogation tactics were unlike any other. "So you are telling me that because my son was last seen with this girl, you have the right to question him?"
The one cop looked over to the other, "No, Mr. Fox, but "then what are you doing here?"
"We hope your son can help us by directing us where she might be?"
"Where she might be?"
"So you want my son to do your job?"
Jack walked to the door, "dad, it's fine."
"Go back to the table and finish your breakfast."
"I know how this goes; you guys will keep coming back looking for answers; my son has nothing to say to you, officer Jerry."
"But sir, if your son could help us, we could be saving a life?"
"So you are telling me she was kidnapped or taken, not missing, do have reason to believe this is an abduction due to circumstantial evidence you have come across, but you are not getting anywhere."
"Now you want to pin the blame on someone to close the case; that is why you are here, right officer Jerry?"
If the law were breakable, you would interrogate my son without my consent or acknowledgment, which is why you asked if his parents were here.
"No, sir, do have a good day." said the official, realizing they were not going to be able to speak to Jack.
Angela looked out of the window; it was a beautiful day; the layer covering the atmosphere had an aura of brightness as the light flickered through it and reached the earth's surface, making it scorching.
The sun finding its way from the horizon to the summit of the sky, pierced its lucid sunlight to the people, making their faces plastered with an eerie glow, squinting eyes, and glittered demeanor.
The birds are soaring high with zeal and zest; it could bring courage to even a derelict in the search for betterment in its life.
Angela stood up from the table and helped her mother. Her dad had left, and she had finally had a chance to speak to her mom, "are you okay, honey?" said her mother; "I am sorry, but maybe;" Angela looked at her mother's face and noticed a blue mark beneath her eye, "he hit you again didn't he"
Her mother is beautiful in all aspects. Her smile shines like the sun at sunrise; she has black hair with shimmering sprays of white, long, and smooth curls like noodle spaghetti. Her eyes are black and round, filled with love even though one eye is blue; when she laughs, you can see a beautiful love on the side of her cheek.
Her mom is of average height; she has large eyelashes and figured eyebrows. Her lips are thick with a sparkle of pink; her nose is medium and much defined. Her ears are rounded and neither too large nor too small, 'normal.' Her face is generally smooth with a bit of wrinkle on her forehead but beautiful still. She is of a robust constitution but with nice curves.
She looked a lot like Angela, and as for Jack, he looked a lot like his dad; Angela used her index finger to remove mom's hair from her face, "why do you allow him to do this to you, mom?" "Well, it's not as if food will magically appear on the table; he is a good man. He had troubles in his past that he is still dealing with, but things will improve."
"No, mom, he will keep hitting you for as long as possible because he's a coward." "That's enough, Angela; you shall not speak like that about your dad." "I heard everything, mom, last night about him not being my dad."
"You were not supposed to hear that, honey." said her mother attempting to lean in and hold her, Angela turned a cold shoulder, turning her back to her mom, "well, I did hear it, mom, and I wish you had told me, than me having to hear it while he kept on hitting you."
Her mother walked over to the kitchen table, looking out the window, "where is your brother Jack?" "He is in his room, mom."
"It should never have happened, and your dad won't ever forgive me for what has happened, Mike was his best friend, and he came around often; your dad was drunk and left the house, I was vulnerable and alone, and Mike was there and," her mom paused, "anyway. What made you change your mind about going to campus? Is it something you want to do?"
"I do not have much choice, and it will give me a break from this house, especially with everything that has happened; I had made up my mind last night."
"As much as I will miss you, I want the best for you in life, so this is the right decision."
Angela smiled; "I need clothes and toiletries."
"We can drive into town later and get those things."
Her mother never spoke about what had happened to Jeremy, their dad was a great guy and always outgoing, a family man, but after what happened to Jeremy, he started drinking more often and staying out late.
Jenny knew he was cheating on her with the Secretary with all the lipstick and perfumes on his clothes, she had confronted him, and he denied it.
He went into his lawyer's defense mechanism mode and turned on her saying she had a guilty conscience of Mike, which is why she always accused him.
Jenny stopped loving her husband long ago, and he knew she had, which is why he was frustrated with his life.
Angela went upstairs to her bedroom and walked over to the window when she saw a suspicious-looking vehicle opposite the street. Angela then took her phone and snapped a picture of it; it was an old Cadillac with two gentlemen in formal wear; they looked like they were detectives. They were looking at the house; what would they want with her brother?
Why were they suspecting Jack? Thought Angela, as she remembered the incident with Nicole; her eyes were a fire in water if you can imagine such a thing. They were passionate about ice. So even on first meeting Angela, she'd be a friend for life, never dominating nor submitting, but a companion who walks freely alongside. And that she was and more.
They were close in school, but as they both grew older, they never communicated much until Angela learned that her brother and Nicole were in a relationship, that is when she started to come more around to the house, and they would spend more time together.
Jack and Nicole had broken up months ago, but they remained friends; she was in a relationship with a famous footballer. That is why Angela found it rather strange for the cops to suspect her brother.
Angela en Rogan had a good night together, while Jessica had a terrible night.Claire returned to the safe house and asked for jack, but Jack had disappeared, and nobody knew where he had gone to. Will he come back, and why does Claire need him?What will happen in the safe house? Will there be more drama, or can they finely solve their differences?A lot is waiting to happen, but for now, it is still a mystery.-To be continued-Let us know what you think of this first book. There are more to follow.We would love to know your ideas of what might happen with them in the following books.
"You like her, don't you?""Like who, Nicole?""Do not act dumb, Jack. I saw how you looked at Jessica.”"Guys, it's one in the morning. What is going on?”Jack looked at his sister and shook his head. Nicole had been crying; Angela sat beside Nicole, squeezed her hand, then let out a gentle smile, "want to tell me what happened?"Nicole looked up at Angela, “it's Jack. He likes Jessica.”Angela was waiting for Nicole to say something."You know we love and care about you and will always be here for you, but you and my brother split up before the accident.”Jessica stood outside the door, hearing the conversation. She couldn't help but feel relieved that Angela had talked with Nicole. She looked across the passage and saw Jack's room light was on. Jessica tip-toed over to his room and looked inside. He sat with something in his hand; she couldn't make it out what it was.“He stil
“Why is everyone afraid of him?” Nicole asked."Well, sooner or later, you will know more about him. Rogan is not the type of guy you see here; he is a well-known international person, and people he deals with are in the underworld.”“The underworld?” Nicole said."Yes, where the money laundering, drugs gangs, and druglords are. He spent billions on creating that market. Have you heard of the site salt that comes from the dark web? Well, Rogan has the real thing running.”"Does that not create alot of enemies? Make people dislike you?""Of course. Why do you think I kept my identity a secret?"My brother never exposes himself, which is why I am surprised we came here. Angela looked over at Jessica, "what about you, Jessica? How do you feel about all this?""Angela, we've come a long way. You would know how I feel about it but, just like." Angela stopped her, “rather not say.”Jess
"Sorry, Angela, for bringing it up. It's better to let it out than to keep it bottled up, being uncertain."Nicole looked ahead and sunk in her seat, “it's him, "it's him, the guy who raped me."She pointed at a fifty-year-old white guy with a thirteen-year-old girl standing next to him. "Stop this car immediately,” Jessica demanded.Angela pulled over to the car, and Jessica walked up behind the older man, pulled out her gun, and shot him in the back of his head in broad daylight. Angela ducked down in the car, "what did you just do?""You saw what I did. That asshole deserved it.""He did, but come on, in broad daylight, we can't go doing shit like that in broad daylight.”Nicole sat in silence, watching the two girls talk. Jessica dared to kill the man in broad daylight for her sake. No one would do what Jessica did; she showed no emotion or remorse for what she had just done. “What if they saw the license plate An
Arriving at the hospital, Nicole and the others are waiting for the doctor."Don’t be nervous. You will be fine.""I dont feel that way. Right now, my heart is beating fast."She takes Angela's hand, placing it on her chest. "can you feel that?"Angela nods, "you will be fine try not to overthink it."Jessica is sitting on the opposite chair, is becoming impatient, then stands up and walks over to the reception. A young lady with red curly hair wearing red lipstick and a formal black skirt looks up."Can I help you, mam?""I don’t know, mam, if you are capable of doing anything else than sit there ignoring instead of lifting your ass off that chair and coming over to us to tell us what the holdup is?"The receptionist flickers her eyebrows, looking down at her file, then looks ups, "The doctor will let me know when I can let you in.""Is that not the whole reason we call in for an appointment?""Yes, b
"How do you know Rogan again?" Nicole stood with her arms folded, tapping her foot on the ground.Jack walked up to her, "Nicole, we broke up that day before you left. I am not sure if you remember that day. We went out separate ways saying no hard feelings.”Nicole eased her arms to her side and walked over to the window, staring out, "if we broke up, why am I here?""Because you have been through alot and me and my sister want to make sure you get treatment. After all, we both lost families."Nicole's eyes became teary, "so you never loved me?" She said, staring out the window and looking at the tree and the rain."I loved you, Nicole, but we both agreed we were better off as friends.""How do I know you are telling the truth and not just saying so because Jessica is here?""Jessica and I never had the connection we had. What we had was amazing. We built memories and had a great time together."Nicole folded her arms, s