AUTHOR’S POVElijah was swamped with work. The hallway in the hospital flickered eerily as he stepped out of the room where he had just examined a patient.“Another false signal,” he grumbled angrily.He had placed more nurses in the hospital to check on all the patients who came in.While they waited and plotted on how to get the Blackwell boy, Elijah decided to keep searching for another. Even though the chances of seeing another match was unlikely.Still, he didn’t want to stay and do nothing. Mira hadn’t gotten anywhere with getting the boy, and time was running out.Elijah was deep in thought, thinking about his next move, when he stopped.A frown marred his features. Something didn’t feel right.He had walked these hallways and never had he felt these strange feelings before, not even at midnight, when the hospital was as silent as a graveyard.He tried to wave it off and continue the walk to his office when he felt it again, this time stronger. Something prickled at his skin wi
THEON “Talk to me,” I spoke into the phone as soon as I answered the call “Tell me something good,” “It’s real, Theon,” He said. You could hear the disbelief in his voice as though he had read or seen something almost impossible. “What is?” I asked, standing up to shut my office door and lock it so no one would enter while we talked. “The research. Your suspicions were correct. Mira Sterlings is indeed running an underground research. She has a ghost division, headed by Dean Lewis, who you should know as Elijah Thompson.” “Do you know how far the research has come? If they are close to the end and how do they get their funds? I know Mira Sterling doesn’t have the funds and resources to carry something of that scale alone. There must be others involved” The call Elle had gotten had confirmed that part already, but the Who is what we don’t know. “I don’t know how deep, but I can assure you that it is deep. The kind of people backing this project are the dangerous kinds that kno
ELLE I eyed the unknown number that was calling me with mild trepidation. I didn’t even know who was calling but I felt chills crawling up my arms just from looking at the number. The call disconnected as I pondered whether to answer or not, but my phone began ringing again as the caller called again. Something told me that the person wouldn’t stop calling, so I decided to answer the call. My fingers slide across the answer button “Hello?” I answered hesitantly. “Stop digging, Elle” A modulated voice came from the other end of the line. “This an advise from one friend to another” the voice added. Every muscle in my body tensed up. My grip around my phone tightened as I sat up straight. “Who are you?” I demanded with a snarl. “You are prying into places that don’t concern you, and I can assure you that you don’t want to make an enemy of us. Walk away while you still can, Elle. Don’t let us hurt you” “Who the fuck are you?” I growled, jumping to my feet. “Does it matter?” th
AUTHOR’S POVThe notice came in a plain white envelope and was delivered to the Sterlings by a man in a plain black suit with a no-nonsense expression on his face. He walked into the compound, ignoring everyone as he went straight to the front door. The court notice should have been delayed, but Theon had tasked him with finding something more urgent, so the delivery had to happen a week later, after the restraining order had been filed. He met Aiden Sterling at the front door, about to make his way out of the house. “May I help you?” Aiden eyed the stoic man on his front porch. The man said nothing and handed him the envelope before leaving without another word. Aiden watched the man with mild surprise as he disappeared as quietly as he came. When the man disappeared, he turned his attention back to the envelope that had been handed to him.“What is this?” he muttered, fishing out his glasses before perching them on the bridge of his nose so he could open it. He paused when he n
THEONIt physically hurt to see Elle become more paranoid with every passing day. She claimed she was fine, was just making sure the kids were alright, but I could see past the excuses.I doubled the kids security, she tripled it. Now their security detail looked like the presidential entourage whenever they went to school. I bet they hated it but they were smart, they could tell something was wrong with their mother and decided to go with whatever she wanted.Elle never let them play outside anymore. Didn’t let them near windows and stopped allowing unknown visitors into the compound, even though they were the workers' friends or relatives.She claimed that Mira could use anyone to slip something into the kids’ food or drinks. Everyone had to be searched now before they entered the house from the main gate.I tried to stop it, but she lashed out. The crazed look in her eyes tormented me, but I knew I had to let her get tired of it and snap out of it herself. Any force to get her to t
ELLEThe kids were talking a nap when I arrived. As soon as Theon came back home, I practically flew across the room.“So?” I asked, “Did you get it done?”He held up the file “It’s done. She should receive it tomorrow morning.”I breathed out a sigh of relief before snatching the file and looking through the document myself. “So she dared to go to Lockwood?” Theon asked after I handed it back to him.His face was dark with barely concealed rage as his hands turned to fist.I nodded, “Can you believe the audacity? After I warned her to stay away? And she tried to feed him a candy” Saying it to Theon felt different. Like something cracked inside me. Theon held me when I stumbled, the weight of the realisation that this could have been a different story if she had tried to hurt Milo with whatever was in that candy. I didn’t mean for my voice to break. But it did. And when the tears came, they weren’t soft or quiet. They came hot and violent, almost as if everything I’d swallowed sinc