Nick
I was happy with my visit to the hospital. Seeing her always puts me in a great mood. As it was late, I never went back to the office. Tomorrow is when I will deal with everything else. I was glad to go home and see my father. We had a lot of things to discuss and he had to tell me about the bracelet.
“Nick,” I heard a shout as my car was driving in. “Nick,” Judy shouted.
“Stop the car,” I said.
The car stopped and rolled down my window. Judy came running before she huffed at me. She could be angry all she wanted, but it was useless. She didn’t have any right to be on my property after she left that day. I meant what I told her.
“You are not even going to get out. What are you doing?” She asked, “They won’t let me in to see dad. I
Harper My brother being suspended was the worst. It’s not even a week and he has almost destroyed the house in the name of managing. The worst is that he is like a wait at home dad, and he wants to monitor my every move too. It was annoying as hell. “Where are you going?” James caught me by the steps with a pan in hand. “Out,” I responded, looking at him, “What are you cooking,” I frowned with a sigh. “When will you be back?” he asked, stirring the blob in the pan. “I don’t know James. It’s Saturday and just after twelve. Later, maybe,” I shrugged as I rolled my eyes. “Not before the sun comes down,” he pointed with a spoon. “I’m not a child,”
Morgan “That was the plan,” James shouted looking angry. “Yes, it was her - “ “I need you to shut that thing down,” he looked at me, “I am not letting that poor woman anywhere near him. Did you hear everything he said to her,” James was pacing up and down. “Yes,” I nodded. “Why are you calm?” he looked at me, his face puzzled. He paused as he blinked looking at me before his face looked at me accusingly. “Ok, nice guy. Calm down. This was all her idea. I never told her to do that,” I defended. “Really?” James raised a brow, “Because it looked like this was a well thought plan,” he added looking at me as he stopp
Harper I couldn’t keep the secret anymore. I was dying inside and I told Faith about it. She thought I was being paranoid but I was waiting for her to come here later after her brunch with her family. I was going to drive her around and make her see for herself. I couldn’t tell my brother yet because that would be a disaster. “Is there something you are not telling me,” I heard my brother walk into my room as my heart cracked. “What?” I grimaced as I looked at the flowers in his hand. “Why is Conrad sending you flowers?” he threw them by the bed. I pushed my laptop away and sat up intertwining my legs. For a moment I thought he knew that someone was following me and I never told him. We had promised to be honest with each other but both of us have been failing miserably.
James “All set,” the nurse spoke as she pressed on my abdomen. “Thanks,” I said as I buttoned my shirt. My wound was healing well. I hadn’t strained myself too much. Well until now. I thought my body was healing so I had gone back to lifting weights. I thought my body could take it but I needed a reminder that I still needed the rest. I resisted everything in me as I walked out of the hospital. I knew she was up there but there was nothing more I could do. It seemed like everything we had been doing was useless. The hospital footage was just for show. That hasn’t worked in years but they loved to keep it there for “awareness” they said. We had hit another dead end. Morgan seemed to be cocky as usual but I could see that he too see
Harper My brother and I were walking on eggshells around each other or it could only be me. He did apologize and I told him I was over it but I was not. I also lied to him that I would stop my writing but I didn’t. He wouldn’t understand why I needed this. It was about my career and more. I wanted to know the truth. I wanted to uncover the mystery and It would be a shame if someone else got the scoop when I was this close to it. I think it would be unforgivable if I were to land an interview and they know that Kioni Turner was someone I knew. The Gaby Soto puff piece was a dead giveaway. Everyone would piece it together and my chances of being a columnist would be gone. James has been home lately and cooped up in his room. I knew he was up to something because he kept his door locked. It was making me tingly and curious. I wouldn’t be
Harper “Ja - James, James,” he said. I don’t know why he was even trying. “You should leave,” I warned. He nodded as he tried to hand me the flowers and the box of chocolates. The audacity of this boy. I raised my brow and he withdrew before casting his eyes down and moving. “Not so fast.” James stopped him, “Harper, get inside. Tell me why you thought climbing onto my window was such a great idea?” James looked mad. How dids he know? “I - I wasn’t” he shook his and looked back at me. “Don’t look at her. Look at me.” James took one strode. Yes, I was dead. “I swear,” “Who told you that sneaking in a house was romantic?” James had him by t
James To suspect one is a master criminal is one thing. Proving it is another. The system is not broken but people have changed. The police have become greedy and civilians feel entitled. It’s getting harder for honest cops to do their jobs. Everything is always flawed. It's harder to conduct a thorough investigation without second guessing everything. It took me a long time to come back to the reason I have been doing all of this. I might have done this in memory of my father but I do it for the people out there who deserve justice. I want to prove that there are still honest people in this world who will do everything to make sure that the bad guys are caught. I wasn't angry at Harper. I was more angry that I had forgotten myself in trying to make sure Nick pays. My feelings were getting in the way. I trusted my gut and I know he wa
James I checked my phone before groaning and running down the stairs. It was almost midnight and someone was ringing the bell and banging the door. I can hear one ring. There was no need for such a ruckus. “Do you know what time this is?” I said, opening the door looking annoyed. “Oh good,” he sighed. He looked a little frantic, “I’m Marko,” “Yes?” I looked at him. “Is Faith here? I have been trying to call her and we only thought to check -” “What are you talking about?” I interjected. “She is my sister and we haven’t heard from her for hours,” “What?” I blinked, “Come in,” I said, opening the doo