After He Let Me Fall のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 151 - チャプター 160

NYLACold was the first thing I felt before my eyes adjusted to the darkness. Then the particular discomfort of a hard surface underneath me that was not a bed or a chair or anything designed for a person's comfort.I sat up too fast and my head paid for it immediately, a sharp insistent pressure behind my eyes that made me press my hand against my temple and wait for it to pass. My mouth tasted wrong, chemical and dry that reminded me immediately of what had happened on that street.I looked around in the dark room that had concrete walls from what I could make out. One light source, a single fixture in the ceiling, dim enough that it took my eyes a moment to adjust fully. A door on the far wall with no handle on my side.I looked at my hand and felt cold move through me, the ring was gone."Hello." My voice came out rougher than I expected, scraped raw from whatever they had used to knock me out. I cleared my throat. "Is anyone out there."I got to my feet carefully with my tied h

KAELThe meeting with the officers went well, I needed Grimes to be caught before I get a hold of him and make him pay for the blood of my parents that is on his hands.I had doubled the security and decided to spend all my time with my bumble.I pushed the door open and the note was still on the nightstand exactly where I left it and the bed was empty and her bag was on the chair by the window untouched and none of that should have been true if she had simply gone downstairs for breakfast or stepped out for air.I froze in the doorway for exactly three seconds and then I moved. I called her phone anyway, but no one picked up the phone, my stomach turned from worry. I checked the bathroom then under the bed but she wasn't there. I had started losing my mind and I hoped she just went for a walk or went out for food.I went to the corridor first. It was empty. Then the elevator, then the lobby, moving fast but not running, I didn't want to produce witnesses and questions and I didn't

NYLAWe moved quickly, I was quickly sedated as we reached a stop. The first thing I realized when I woke up was that the place was different from the concrete room he’d kept me in before. The room had a bed with actual sheets and even a lamp beside it. Dark wooden furniture polished enough to reflect light.A thick rug beneath my bare feet when I stood up slowly, every muscle in my body protesting from whatever they had drugged me with.The curtains were half open, so real sunlight spilled through the window. I stared at it for a moment too long.My head throbbed dully. “Okay, think Nyla," I whispered to myself. Panic was useless.I moved through the room pretending not to assess anything while actually assessing everything.First I touched the windows, I tested it anyway, fingers subtle against the latch, but it didn’t move even slightly. Beyond the glass I could see trees, tall ones, and part of a gravel driveway disappearing around the side of the property.It looked like a larg

KAELJason had been talking for the past ten minutes, but most of it was noise to me.Because I was already moving ahead of every word he said.The map on my phone kept refreshing, satellite feeds stacking over each other, addresses blinking in and out like they were mocking me. Every location my intel had been checked twice, sometimes three times, and every time we got there it was either empty or already wiped clean like Grimes had known we were coming before we even decided to leave.Jason leaned forward from the passenger seat, rubbing a hand over his mouth like he was trying to physically hold his patience in place.“You’re going in circles,” he said. “That’s what this is. He’s feeding you movement,”I didn’t look at him. “I don’t have time for philosophy right now,”“This isn’t philosophy, Kael.”“Well, it sure as hell feel like it.”The driver kept his eyes on the road, pretending he wasn’t hearing any of it. Jason sat behind me, scrolling through something on a tablet, face t

NYLA I slowly got up on my feet to stare at him. "Show me proof," Grimes looked at me. "Excuse me?" "You just told me my father acquired land through channels designed to circumvent a legal claim your family held for two generations." I held his gaze. “I'm asking you to show me proof that it's true." "You're in no position to be making demands." "I'm in every position to ask for evidence before I consider handing over something my father built." I kept my voice completely level. "If what you're saying is true then this conversation looks different than it did a minute ago. But I need to see it, not just hear it." Grimes scoffed and then he crossed to a bag on the table at the side of the room and pulled out a folder and held it out to me. I opened it and read. It was an old document in faded ink and formal language that belonged to a different era of legal writing. I saw land registry records. A family name I didn't recognize attached to a plot that I did recognize