LOGINLucy's POVThree Months later:I held onto the phone speaking to Susan. It had been ages. “Hold on, girl. I feel the baby's moving,” I said. “Yaay!!!” Susan screamed while I rubbed my belly. “How's my strong man doing?”“Susan, we aren't sure of its gender yet.”“Why not?” She asked.“I don't know. I just wanted it to be a surprise.”“Ah-ha. I wonder how surprised you'll be if you have twins.”I chimed. “Susan. Don't. I have a major crisis thinking about having one. I love babies but it's going to be twice the stress.”“I know. I'm just so excited to be a Godparent. How far gone are you?” She asked like an excited chipmunk.“Three months,” I answered and she giggled. Susan was more excited for the baby than I was.“I have to go. The models are giving me stress. I'll talk to you later. Bye, sweetie.”I kissed her back and the line went dead. I smiled, running my hand around my belly. “Mommy can't wait to meet you,” I cooed.Then I got out of bed. The image staring at me from the refl
Meredith's POVI sat strapped onto the back seat, panting heavily as I held tightly to the jacket like it's my lifeline. Raymond yelled and I couldn't hear a thing he said. We were screwed. My hand shook and I prayed silently to change if I didn't die even if I knew I wouldn't change. It would be hard.My eyes dropped down and I noticed his fingers fumble with the gun on the passenger's seat. He raised it and began firing at the windscreen. I covered my ears, cowering and screaming.“Goddamn it! They are closing in on us!” Raymond yelled. “Quit screaming!”My mind was made up. I held the door's handle, counting my breath and panicking inside. I could barely hear my own thoughts.My face pressed into the seat with the police voice roaring through a speaker. “Surrender now! It's the police!”“Boss, what do we do?” his driver asked and I bit my nail.“Turn the damn wheel,” Raymond cursed. I felt useless and invisible, my heart racing as the driver slammed the brakes.The car jerked and a
Meredith's POV“This is bad. This is very, very bad,” I muttered, pacing around the room.There had been no news of my daughter in-laws captured back. Raymond was acting wild and letting out his anger on me. I was bruised on my arm. He kept yelling more than he used to. I had to escape. I couldn't stay here anymore.I would turn myself into the police and…no. That was a terrible idea. The police would shove me to prison. Knowing Shane, he wouldn't have mercy on me. Dwayne might but he was still angry at me for taking him from his real mom but he was the only one I could trust at this critical condition.My mind was a haze of worry. Every second count. I needed to leave or I'll be dead. The door slammed open and I almost jumped out of my skin. Raymond walked in, his eyes filled with anger.I stepped back in horror. He staggered forward, sneering. He was drunk. “Come, Meredith,” he said.I could smell the filth from his mouth and I wanted none of that. “Come, darling.”I stepped back, a
Dwayne's POV “Drop the gun,” Sam said with hostility, his gun pointed at Cole. Cole hesitated. “Sam, I can explain everything. It's not what it looks like. He's after…” “I said drop it!” Sam barked and Cole's gun dropped to the floor. “Kick that to me.” Cole's gun sprang forward as he kicked it. I watched in delight as Cole fought hard within himself to surrender. “Put your hands on your head,” Sam ordered. Cole obeyed and Sam walked over to him, then behind and pulled Cole's arm down then handcuffed him. Cole's eyes were legal as he stared at me. I smiled back, taunting him. Sam recited the usual arrest dialogue and took Sam to the police car hidden away. I walked over to him with the flash drive in my hand and cleared my throat, getting his attention. “Ehem, as promised,” I said, handing it over to Sam. “It has everything you need to nail him. I kept my deal. You should get his father before he escapes.” Sam nodded and the sadness in his eyes stayed. It was hard for him to t
Cole's POV“It doesn't,” I answered boldly.“Oh. Then I think we can move to the next part. Where you have Melissa tied up, she was begging for her life and you shot her. Then threw her into the water after you put some hair into her dress. And that makes me wonder. How did you ever get Shane's hair.”“You can't prove anything,” I spat and was about to hang up when he spoke.“I can. Stealing from a barber shop is smart work. But let's be real. Did you think not one person would notice.”My phone chimed and a message popped in. “That must be it. You can take the time to decide what you want to be before the end of four hours.”Then he hung up. I wanted to lash out but didn't. Instead, I clicked the message and saw pictures of me, a bit blurry but showed my body features taking some hair and shoving it into my pocket.“Fuck. The camera. How can I be so stupid!” I yelled.I scrolled to the next and saw a video. The coverage had a familiar car in front and I clicked the play button.The s
Cole's POVDamn it! How could I have missed the signs! But I was sure I cleared up all the tracks.Those were the only words ringing in my head. Shane had been so bold to say that to me. Hitting the steering wheel repeatedly with my wrist, I screamed as loud as I could knowing no one but me could hear it.“Aaah!” I yelled, hitting the wheels continually until I stopped to catch my breath. The car before me stopped and the driver got down, asking with his hands and an angry face if I was crazy. I didn't put my window down because I knew I started it.I raised my hand, motioning the words sorry but the man didn't seem to let it go. He started walking closer to my car and I got sick of it. Once he got to the window, I let the car's window down and took out my gun. He got the message and stumbled backwards. “I'm sorry, man. I didn't know you were held up,” he said.He got back into his car and drove off. I started driving and called my father's number on the car's device connected to my p







