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The Bodyguards
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2025-02-24 11:00:18I realised that this case put me under a lot of pressure. It felt like trust, truth and lies were all mixed together.
I searched for David online and found a video of him that seemed to implicate him in illegal activities.
The video showed a man dressed all in black standing around organising several people moving large brown boxes.The person is presumed to be David, while the boxes are presumed to contain methamphetamine.
I pressed the pause button at the ten-second mark, and the figure of the man in black stopped on the screen. Then, I zoomed in on the screen, making half his face clear, and I compared the shape of his nose and the look in his eyes to David's face in the picture of his face in another article.
There were some similarities, like
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And just as I stood in front of the door, a guard appeared from the shadows, wearing a black uniform, a flashlight in one hand and a weapon slung over his shoulder.Our eyes met.Instinctively, I took a step back, but the steel door behind me left no space to escape. The guard immediately raised his weapon.He stepped forward slowly. His hand touched the trigger, ready to pull it.I reflexively raised both hands. My legs trembled. My breath caught, as if I was ready to die.“Don’t shoot me,” I said, trembling. “Please…”The guard kept walking forward. The
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"Will you protect me?" I asked him.The question made David visibly annoyed. His jaw tightened, and his eyes narrowed, as if he were trying to hold something back, anger, confusion, or maybe fear. But he didn’t answer right away."Do you think I’d bring you this far if I didn’t care?" he said finally, his voice low but clear.He pulled out a black phone from the pocket of his jacket. His hands moved quickly to unlock it, then opened an app that instantly showed a live CCTV feed."Look at this," he said quietly, holding the phone out toward me.On the screen, a grainy black-and-white image from a security camera appeared, narrow corridor, concrete walls, dim lighting. The camera showed a row of metal doors al
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Medical machines stood rigidly beside the bed, each with monitors displaying heart rate graphs, blood pressure, and other vital numbers. The beep... beep... beep... of the heart monitor filled the silence, a constant reminder that Jack was still alive, though only through tubes and wires.The white lights on the ceiling illuminated the room harshly, leaving no space for shadows. IV tubes trailed down from a hanging bag of clear fluid, delivering medication directly into the fragile vein in Jack's weakened arm. A ventilator stood beside the bed.A doctor stood next to Jack’s bed. His face was hidden behind a medical mask. His hands moved swiftly, checking the monitor beside the bed, watching the shifting vital signs. He typed something on the digital tablet in his hand, then carefully adjusted the IV line. Every movement was practiced and calm, yet still showed a sense of care, this wasn’t just routine.“Is he going to be okay?” I asked, worried.The doctor slowly turned to me. His gaze
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"We've arrived," David said flatly.David removed the black cloth covering my eyes, along with the ropes that had tied my hands behind the chair. A blinding light hit my eyes directly, forcing me to squint for a few seconds."Do you have to do this every time we come here?"David didn’t answer right away. He just observed my face, as if trying to make sure of something. Then he opened the car door and stood there, waiting for me to get out.I hesitated. My legs still felt heavy, my body stiff from what had happened earlier that morning in my apartment. The knife and the gun still echoed in my mind. But David’s gaze left me with little choice. I stepped out slowly.He motioned with his head, signaling me to follow him. His steps were steady, as if he knew exactly where he was going.We climbed to the second floor, walked down a corridor, and stopped at the door at the very end. The door was brown, but more faded than the others.David stopped in front of it. Without hesitation, he turn
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“What did you do to him, David?!” I asked, emphasizing every word.The atmosphere was still tense, wrapped in fear. I looked at David with deep disappointment, but also a hint of hope. Hope that I would get the answer I needed. That Jack was okay.“Is he still alive?” I asked again, as if trying to make sure David hadn’t killed him.He stared at me for a moment, before finally reaching out to the edge of the laptop and opening it. Then he moved the cursor around, as if he already knew everything inside that device. The cursor stopped at a folder.Click.The folder opened. Two video files instantly appeared. When one of them was clicked, the screen displayed a dark, shaky surveillance recording. The image steadied after a moment, showing an empty room with grimy walls and dim lighting from a single hanging lamp.There, a man sat on a metal chair. His hands were tied behind his back, his body slumped slightly, his head bowed. His clothes were wrinkled, his face partially hidden in shad
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The sky suddenly turned black. Strange noises buzzed from afar, like whispers twisted into screams. I ran, but the ground turned into thick mud, pulling my body downward. Behind the fog, dark shadows moved closer without a sound. I wanted to scream, but my voice was gone, swallowed by the heavy air. My breath was tight. Cold seeped into my bones. Suddenly, a rough hand grabbed my arm from the darkness. I struggled, but the grip only tightened, burning my skin. "Hanna…"A voice called to me from a distance, dragging my consciousness back.I woke up, breathing unevenly. Reality returned with its dim light, the cold touch on my skin, and a heartbeat still trapped in the rhythm of a nightmare. And there he was, David. He was sitting next to me.“You had a nightmare,” he said softly. I looked at him, still half awake. Cold sweat clung to the back of my neck, and the blanket felt too heavy.He stared at me for a while, as if trying to read the remnants of the dream still clinging to my
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