Semua Bab The Spies Daughter : Bab 31 - Bab 40

We both stand in silence for a few moments, there are so many things you can explain away when it comes to creepy facts surrounding places. But a creepy dark basement in a huge criminal's house isn’t something you can, what the heck could be down there?! “That doesn’t seem like a very normal thing to have in a house.” I say trying to break any terrified vibe we had going on here, Jackson looks over at me shaking his head before reaching into his pocket. He pulls out his phone and turns his torch on, this beginning to illuminate the first few steps of the creepy staircase. My brain began to try and rationalise what may be happening, maybe Mario didn’t know about this, and it was here from the previous owners. But let’s be honest, I was able to find this place from just taking a very step around the house, he must have done that thousands of times while living here. Or maybe he wasn’t hiding anything sinister down there, I know Mario is a huge criminal and probably has some of the da

I woke up very early the next morning, not that I managed to get much sleep that night anyway due to how scared I was of how this morning will go down. Mario gave me strict instructions of where I must go and what I must do, but at the same time, there are so many things that are unknown and could go really bad. I was stood in my bedroom after getting ready for the day, my mother and Reece will be over in a moment to give me the items which I’ll drop off for Mario. I hope and pray they haven’t tried to discreetly tamper with these items, my father doesn’t have to die for them to get more information. A knock at my door soon snaps me from my thoughts, I take one last look in the mirror to make sure I was fully ready before telling the person to come in. The door opens and in walks a smiling Jackson, a glass of water and what seemed to be a breakfast bar in his hands. “I know you’re going to be too nervous to eat or drink, but it’s important that you’re on your A game to meet Mario

I sat on the steps of the bandstand just trying to get the image of Derek laying there out of my mind, why would somebody do that to another person? My head was being cradled by my arms as the many thoughts swirl around my head, worried my own father may end up like that if we don’t do exactly what Mario wants. Mario did tell me I would be seeing Derek soon as his usefulness has come to an end, I had no idea that would mean he would kill Derek and dump his body for me to find! What kind of present was that?! I know I kept repeating that whatever Mario was going to give me wouldn’t be nice, but not a part of me thought I would walk into that! My mother's team had cornered off the entire park, most of them inspecting the scene with Derek, while others were searching around the park in hopes Mario had dropped something which will point them in the right direction. Someone taking a seat beside me causes me to look away, I was expecting Jackson or maybe even my mother to sit there, but

It was now dinner time the same day, Jackson and I had done nothing but sit on the sofa, watch tv and talk about the most random of things. I know I have been saying I want nothing more than to catch Mario, which means I won’t stop until he’s found. That still remains true, and I want to work any hour I can until I find him, but I actually enjoyed today. I didn’t have to worry what would happen if Jackson and I were to make the wrong move, I didn’t have to sit and listen to all of the horrible details of the kind of things Mario has done to so many people. I felt like I was just a normal person going through their normal life for once. For dinner, Jackson suggested we go out to a restaurant to eat which at first, I was worried about Mario, but I knew he probably wouldn’t try to attack us I mean, he wants my help on more tasks so injuring me in anyway won’t be beneficial to him. The dinner was so delicious, we had picked food up at this place multiple times since I started staying at

The following day I wake up bright and early, now I knew I could play a key main role in finding my father, I wasn’t wasting anytime. I was even downstairs making breakfast for Jackson and I, normally, it’s the other way around. But I felt thankful for the way he was helping me, he was forced into this babysitting position, where he has been nothing but kind and compassionate even when I have been anything but easy going. Jackson soon walks into the kitchen where he comes to an abrupt stop, I was unsure if this was because I was in the kitchen before he had even woken up or because I was cooking. Before he had time to speak, he had a plate of eggs, bacon and beans in his hands. “What’s the occasion?” He asks taking a seat at the counter looking down at the food I had made, I smile turning around with my glass of water and join him on the counter. “There’s no occasion, I just couldn’t really sleep and thought it would be nice if I make you breakfast this time.” I smile as he takes h