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The death

Evelyn's POVI almost sank to the floor.The doctor’s eyes didn’t give anything away. No flicker of hope. No trace of joy. Just that tired, neutral expression that made me want to scream.“What…what happens to him?” I stammered, my voice breaking mid-sentence.The doctor looked down for a second, then met my eyes. “We did everything we could… but he’s currently unconscious. The surgery was critical, and the next 24 hours are even more critical.”His words crashed into me like cold water. My knees buckled, and I grabbed the edge of a nearby chair to keep from collapsing.Not awake.Critical.Next 24 hours.I couldn’t breathe.“Nothing must happen to him,” I whispered, more to myself than to anyone else. “Please… please.”The doctor gave a slow, sympathetic nod, but there was nothing comforting in it. “We’ve done what we can,” he said gently. “The rest… the rest is up to God now.”And just like that, he turned and walked away, leaving me standing in the center of that sterile hallway,

The man in the Hallway

Evelyn’s POVI didn’t know when I left Louis’s body behind. I just ran.Something inside me snapped the moment I saw that man.The hallway blurred past me, but my eyes locked on the figure ahead, the man in the doctor’s robe, calm, composed, but unmistakable. The face I’d seen in my nightmares. The face of the man who had pulled the trigger.I pointed frantically, my voice rising into a scream. “HIM! Look—LOOK AT HIM! That’s him!”Doctors, nurses, even visitors paused, turning to stare. My heart thundered in my chest, my breath coming in sharp, painful gasps. “That man, he killed my husband!”Behind me, I heard heavy footsteps. A police officer rushed forward, the same one who had asked for my statement earlier. His eyes were wide with confusion, maybe even concern, as he grabbed my arm gently but firmly.“Mrs. Evelyn, stop!” he said. “You need to calm down.”“DON’T TELL ME TO CALM DOWN!” I screamed, shoving him back. My finger jabbed through the air. “That’s the man! The one who shot

The Escape

Evelyn's POVDarkness.Then light.A flickering white glow swam above me like a dying star. The ceiling. Blurred, sterile, humming with fluorescent hums. My eyelids fluttered open slowly, every blink like dragging sandpaper across my eyes.My throat was dry. My limbs, useless, heavy. There was a soft humming in my ears, and then a sharp ache as I tried to move. Something tugged against my wrists.I looked down.Straps.Thick white restraints locked across my arms, my legs. I couldn’t move. I was bound to the bed. My skin burned beneath them. Panic began to rise, clawing up my throat like wildfire.“Help!” My voice cracked, raspy, dry, barely a whisper.I swallowed hard and screamed again.“Help me! Someone…please!”No answer.The room was too quiet. Too white. I thrashed against the restraints. My chest heaved as tears stung the corners of my eyes.“I’m not supposed to be here!” I cried out, voice shaking. “Please! Somebody help me!”Nothing.I screamed again. Again. Again.The door f

The edge of truth

Evelyn’s POVMy knees hit the cold ground with a thud, gravel biting into my skin. My lungs burned. My chest heaved. The metallic taste of blood coated my tongue from all the screaming and running. Behind me, I could hear them, guards, footsteps pounding, shouting echoing like thunder.I had seconds. Maybe less.I pushed up on trembling legs.Run.I forced myself to move, every step like dragging cement blocks. My hospital gown was torn at the side, my feet bloodied from the pavement. I didn’t stop. I couldn’t stop.Then, blinding lights.A car.I turned, frozen.The headlights came straight at me, and for a breathless second, I thought, this is it.But suddenly, arms. Strong arms grabbed me, yanking me from the road.I fell against a chest, warm, solid, real.“Are you insane?!” a man’s voice snapped.I pushed away, eyes wild, gasping, fists ready to fight.Then I saw his face.“Dave?” I breathed, stumbling backward, my voice a broken whisper.No.He was the one. Could it be he wants

Shattered Trust

Evelyn’s POVMy eyelids cracked open slowly, groggy and dry. The light overhead was dim, like it belonged in a basement, not bright enough to be day, not dark enough to be night. My throat felt sore. My limbs were heavy, numb.Where…?I blinked hard, forcing my eyes to focus. The walls were bare. Concrete. A metal pipe snaked along the ceiling. There was no window, just a single flickering light bulb overhead. I was on a bed ,a stiff mattress covered in worn sheets. It smelled of dust and old wood.I wasn’t tied.But my body felt… trapped.Like I’d just been buried alive.Panic shot up my spine. My breath hitched as realization punched me in the chest.Dave.He said I could trust him. He said he wouldn’t hurt me.Liar."Hey,” I whispered, then louder, screamed it, voice raw and shaking. “DAVE! Get me out of here!The sound of my own voice bounced off the cold walls, hollow and desperate. I jumped out of bed, feet bare against the freezing floor, heart slamming against my ribs like it

The deal

Evelyn’s POVI couldn’t think. I couldn’t breathe.His words echoed in my skull like a broken record, They’re backing the killer. They’re making sure Louis never wakes up. They’re not his real parents.It was too much.I blinked hard, trying to process everything, but the weight of it all slammed into my chest like a brick wall. My heart was pounding, my fingers twitching against the edge of the bed as I stared at Dave, unable to believe a single damn word, yet unable to look away from the truth.Louis. That was my husband. Lying unconscious, hooked up to machines like some kind of lab rat. And now this man, the one who kidnapped me, was standing in front of me claiming to be the only one who could help me save him.I swallowed hard, my voice cracking under the strain. “How the hell am I supposed to trust you, Dave?”He didn’t flinch. Didn’t look away.His expression was unreadable, stoic, yet tired. His shoulders were tense but not aggressive. “Because I showed you the truth.”I narr

Alive

Evelyn's POVI stood frozen, staring at the map Dave had spread across the wooden table. My fingers twitched at my sides. My breathing was shallow, uneven. Doubt crept in like a shadow, silent but overwhelming.What if this is all a trap?What if Dave is working with the killer? What if he’s just feeding me lies to lure me in and finish the job?I glanced at the mask in my hand again, the synthetic skin cold and eerily soft between my fingers. My chest felt tight. Louis was in that house. My husband. My heartbeat thudded in my ears at the thought."How am I even supposed to get into the house?" I finally asked, my voice hoarse.Dave, who’d been pacing slowly behind me, stopped. His brows knit together in thought, jaw flexing as he considered something. Then he snapped his fingers."Forget the mother’s face. Too risky. I’ve got a better idea."I turned to him, eyes narrowing. "What now?"He walked over to a black duffel bag and pulled out another mask, different this time. Plainer. No

Hired

Evelyn’s POV“Stop.”The voice stabbed through the silence like a blade. Cold. Sharp. Final.I froze.My entire body locked up, blood draining from my face. My fingers tightened around the handle of the medical bag, the strap digging into my palm. Slowly, terrified, I turned.There he stood.Louis’s father. The one man I should never have let my guard down around.His gray eyes pinned me in place like a spotlight. His jaw was tight, lips curved into a mockery of a smile. Every hair on my body stood on edge.He knows.No.Or does he?“What… what is it, sir?” I asked, barely managing to keep the tremble out of my voice. My throat was dry, tongue heavy.His eyes raked over me, calculating. “You can’t just leave.”My heart skipped. “I—”“We need to search you. Completely.” His voice was eerily calm, but there was a menace buried deep beneath it. “If you’ve recorded anything… if you’re a spy, or God forbid, someone sent here to harm my son… we’ll know.”My breath hitched. He took a step fo

The plan

Evelyn’s POV“I’m getting him out,” I said again, quieter this time, but no less sure. The words hung between us like smoke. Thick. Real.Dave’s eyes searched mine. He didn’t speak for a moment, just stared, like he was trying to decide if I meant it.Then he nodded once, slowly. “Alright,” he murmured. “Then let’s talk about how.”My throat was dry again, not from fear this time, but something closer to dread and resolve tangled together. “Not here,” I whispered, glancing around. The street was quiet, but paranoia was already digging its claws into my skin. “Not out here.”Dave didn’t need convincing. He pulled open the car door without another word, and I slid into the passenger seat. The second the door shut behind us, the world outside became muffled, distant. But my heartbeat was still loud. My hands still hadn’t stopped shaking.He started the engine, then gave me a quick glance. “Back to the base?”I nodded. “Yeah. It’s not safe to talk here.”The car rolled forward, streetli

Hideouts

Evelyn’s POVThe drive to the hideout was silent. Dave’s hands were tight on the wheel, his knuckles white under the streetlight glow. I sat next to him, my fingers curled in my lap, still gripping that leftover fear from earlier like it was stitched into my skin.The road narrowed into shadows and thick trees, the kind that muffled sound and made the night feel endless. We were heading back to the place we’d been staying, the hideout. Our temporary safety net. But as soon as the car rolled to a stop outside the small house, Dave’s body tensed beside me like he’d been jolted awake from a bad dream.“Wait,” he said sharply, his voice low but cutting through the silence like glass. He stared ahead, eyes narrowed, scanning the dark.I froze, halfway through unbuckling my seatbelt. “What is it?”He didn’t answer immediately. His whole body shifted forward as he squinted through the windshield. “Something’s not right.”The air turned heavier. I sat perfectly still, my heart pounding again

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