It had been three days and Jeremy hadn't left my room. My warning was only beneficial to Xander and a male nurse. The rest of the nurses came to work only to be sent to their own wards suffering gunshot wounds in various parts of their bodies. I tried stopping Jeremy but he forced me quiet, claiming I had no right to interfere as I was the one who placed him in that position.I just hoped Xander understood what was going on and inform my parents to stay as far away as possible from the hospital. Dan was aiming to get rid of my parents and he was buying afterlife tickets for others in the process.“You don't have to be his slave, Jeremy. You're hurting yourself for…”“For you! I'm doing this for your safety. Dan is the worst person I've met and you wouldn't want to be under his wing.” He cut me off, saying in clenched teeth.The room was starting to stink because he hadn't showered for days. He was sat on the chair beside the

“Becca! We have to visit the bistro,” Marlon whispered.We had decided against taking Jeremy to the station. He was our golden key to taking down Dan. We needed him. So, the guest room was his cell. We tied him up on the bed, arms and legs parted and mouth gagged, seeming as if he was ready for some kinky sex.Marlon and I were stood by the window, trying to figure out our next move. He had disclosed earlier that the bistro was the gang’s daily hangout and if his suspicions were right, their layout was close by.Xander walked in, a bottle of water in hand. He didn't even spare a glance towards his son. His expression was stern, exhausted and hurt. He walked up to us, handing me the bottle.“Drink up!” He ordered.I suspired, taking the bottle.“You are welcome, by the way,” he added, rolling his eyes.“Why?”“Your house hasn't been reduced to a pile of ashes. Next time

The pen fell from his grip as his eyes widened, walking towards me. I slipped on my thong that he had removed earlier as I waited for him to process the information. It was probably a lot to take in. I didn't blame him. It was the least he expected to hear."What!" He asked, shock pasted all over his face."Dan is my uncle. My bully!" I went on."That's why I am opting to take down the gang. I can't allow my bully to run along these streets and he ruined my life," I seethed, walking past him, my back turned against his."That's why he was looking for you. He had pressured some of the members into the assignment of finding you, that it was really urgent.""Jeremy happened to fall from heaven, bringing me to him," I remarked sarcastically.I wanted nothing to do with Jeremy anymore. He used me. Even after I offered help, he remained stubborn, ready to hurt all those around me to get his life back. Dan's death would be the key, not my life.

"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when the skies are grey..."The song reveberated from the radio as we entered Marlon's house. It felt familiar but at the same time, I couldn't remember it. The embers of my mind were blocked, preventing me from riding futher down that lane."Your parents really enjoy this song. Ray Charles and Bing Crosby's 'You are my sunshine'." Marlon told me as he led me to his living room.His bungalow was really spacious with black and red interior. Everything possessed the colour red or black apart from his gold coated chanderliers and grey refrigerator. He sat me on the couch before sitting next to me, holding my hand."I've never heard it before but I think I know it. It seems familiar.""Because it was the lullaby we used to sing to you every single night before you went to sleep," ! heard my mother say behind me.I stood up as I waited for her to walk up to me. She engulfed me in