"Are you like fucking kidding me now, Ari? Is this what I actually took time to prepare for? When you said you were down with us bonding tonight, I didn't expect something like this." Trish simply cannot help but bitch and moan to me about the situation that we are in. And as much as I'd like to be irritated with her, I can't, simply because she does have a point to make me feel that way. "A picnic of sorts, really? What are we? A grade schooler?" "I am sorry. This is not how I intended this to be for us, but Elliot can really be way over the line with regards to me." She keeps rolling her eyes at me while continuously flipping her hair over her shoulders. "So what do we have to do? Just sit here all night and wait for El to be back? That is just so boring." I did not make more of an effort to control my giggle, even though I could feel her displeasure over it because I somehow wanted to continue to highlight to her how much Elliot values me in his heart. "At least I was permitted t

Matthew Wilson, the son of Dimitri Wilson, has been a great problem not just for the Gregorys but for me as well. The name that I never thought I could hear again that would cause us problems. But Ethan Gregory, however, used the exact same name to alert us of what is happening now. The very same name that had already caused me a lot of trouble in the past is precisely the same name that is continuing to give me a lot of hell right now as I slowly lose my wits and try to locate the love of my life. Kyle and Brit were as astounded by what they heard as I was. How did Matthew Wilson manage to have Ariella if he was supposed to be dead? We genuinely think that my men have already killed him. That was what we all thought. However, at least it does not really look likely that they did, because Matthew Wilson has also come back from the dead, just like me, to unleash more hell in my life than before. I asked, my voice already evoking emotions, "What the bloody hell did you just say? Is Mat

The one and only thing I can do is scream obscenities and hurl abuse at my men for the relevant data I so desperately have to know at exactly this time. "So what is the update on the intelligence, Kyle? What is taking you so low? Shouldn't your men have reported back to us by now? Is this the quality of work that I am paying for? I don't want stupid people on my crew! It's already been an hour, and we haven't found anything that can help us find her. Dammit!" "And what about you, Briton? Still no reports from those on the streets? None of your men on our post witnessed them fleeing Trish's apartment? I don't understand why none of you can provide concrete information. What's the latest on Everly and Jason? Are they still alive or not? They are the most crucial link that we need in order to locate Ariella. Where the fuck are the details I require from all of you? Fucking shit! All of you are taking so much time on this! Tell everyone to treat this matter with urgency!" And this is ho

In anticipation of the development of our men, we were all pacing back and forth. Our men were transported to a medical facility in one of our zone closest to where they had been found, which is roughly a two-hour drive. Even though that might not have been the wisest course of action, it was the only option available to us given that we could not compromise any of our troops further. And since that time we arrived here, Everly, Jason, and the rest of them have all been on our minds as we anxiously await news regarding them all. We arrived here over an hour ago, and we continue to have no idea what is going on with the two of my best men. And even though five of our men are already out of danger, as is indeed the case, waiting for an update on Jason and Everly, both of whom were in a life-threatening condition, is nerve-wracking. As I try to clear my mind of Jason and Everly, I begin to think about Ari, and the sense of dread and despair that I already feel intensifies. So far, we ha

Ariella has so far been left alone by Matt for quite some time now since their earlier encounter, but she is not really sure whether she should be extremely thankful for that or perhaps be even more terrified that he might be preparing something terrible for them once more. Her mind is so completely muddled with negative thoughts that there is no way out. How many times will she be kidnapped in her lifetime? She really does seem to be in the same predicament all the time, and she can't even fathom how this could be possible. She is kidnapped and taken, whether she is alone or with bodyguards. And in all honesty, she's beginning to doubt her belief at this moment that she'll be able to make her way out of this situation safe and sound. Elliot will continue to look for her, and she is certain of that fact. But how can he just find her like that? He has no idea where she is or even where the people she was with earlier are. And now she finds herself in a predicament where there does