End Game David Baldacci Novels & Stories

It amazed me how he’s still alive despite facing two deadly Witches. I looked at my ammo and only two bullets left. Great. Amara didn’t give me a full loaded gun. Two bullets for these two Witches. I moved to the broken forty-eight-inch television. I lowered my body just enough to be hidden. I rested my back on the television. My hand reached for the shattered mirror. More bullets aimed at me that I had to run to another corner. I winced when I felt a bullet hit my thigh. I fell on the floor. I looked around to see if anyone saw me.

___________________________ At 11:45 pm at David penthouse: David Pov: My eyes burned by the time I completed my work. I looked at my bedroom and admitted that she cleaned my room really well. There's no spot of dust . Hungry , I went out. She must have left but she hadn't even told me so that I could have dropped her . I forgot about her in a hurry to complete work. As I warmed the sandwiches she made , I went into the lounge only to see Bella's body lying there with hair scattered all over her face. I put the plate on the table and went near her . I moved her hair behind her ear with my fingers.

Author's POV Isabella sat at the edge of her bed, her body numb, her hands trembling as she tried to process the news she had just received. It couldn’t be true. It just couldn’t. David, her David had been arrested for her father’s death. The authorities had concluded that the crash wasn’t an accident, but a planned conspiracy. And all the evidence pointed to him. Her phone buzzed on the bed beside her, and she jumped, her nerves on edge. It was a text from Andrew.

The company, which was already in turmoil, was now on the verge of collapse. He was coming to the trade fair to seek new orders and investments! However, that no longer had anything to do with me. Since he made me take the blame for Ruby, we were over. Calmly looking away, I walked forward with Reagan and my daughter and happened to pass by him. "I'm sorry. I was wrong..." His apology, which was several years late, finally drifted into my ears, but I did not care anymore! I had my happy life and would never look back at my dirty past ever again.

I say, my voice calmer this time, but my rage is still swirling in. The man holding me rolled his eyes, but the calmer one stepped forward, his face unreadable. “You are Dove Baldini.” My throat tightened as I swallowed hard, controlling my raging nerves. “You were born in Denver. Your father is Marco Baldini. You work at Velvet Lounge under the name ‘Cherry.’ You slapped a man last week in the VIP section and got fired. You currently owe two months’ rent, and your tuition deadline is in six days.” What? I blinked in disbelief. How can he just lay out my life on the table like that? Reminding me of the misery of life I had earlier, but if that was misery, my situation now is hell.

But far from the chaos, in a dimly lit room that smelled of cigars and expensive whiskey, Nathan sat back on a leather couch, watching the destruction unfold on TV. His lips curved into a slow, sinister smirk. Every chant outside Montez’s gates was music to his ears. Every hashtag trending worldwide was a verse in his victory hymn. “Beautiful, isn’t it?” a smooth voice broke the silence. Nathan didn’t even turn his head. He knew who it was, the devil he’d shaken hands with. Alessandro strolled in from the balcony, glass of scotch in hand, his gray eyes glinting with amusement as though he were watching his favorite sport.

The rest he will save up so Jaxon doesn't get his panties in a bunch, run back, and tell their parents that he had some sort of gambling problem. And he would win Mia. By this time, he recognized Jaxon's methods and finally figured out a way to counter them. He wrangled women with deception. This time Rhett would trap them with the truth. “What do you mean let the games begin?” Mia formed her lips into a smile. “What are we playing at tonight?" “Nothing. There’s no game.” Jaxon lifted his menu. “You’ve picked an excellent restaurant, Mia. Are you a foodie?” She didn’t glance his way and seared him with her gaze. “What do you mean let the games begin?”

“I already have a backup plan. I’ll sort this out. I told you I’d protect my family and make sure our daughter is safe Amber. And I will, rest assured.” Amber wasn’t feeling assured. She didn’t share in Grayson’s calm demeanor and faith. This game had already been going on for months and they were no closer than when they’d fucking started really. They hadn’t found their smoking gun so to speak. All the witnesses were inconveniently dead by Hugo’s design. They were yet to discover who the mole was in the penthouse. It was starting to seem hopeless.

I put my shade on and drove a little further to have a closer look at what was going on inside. I found Alicia getting down from the car and walking into the arms of an old man and I could tell who he was already. I watched her speak to him with a pout and look of annoyance on her face and I figured out she was probably telling her daddy about her loss. I smirked and shook my head while my eyes scanned the shiny blade in my hand with admiration. "Enjoy your last moments with daddy attorney, cause I'm going to make sure you have no reason to smile ever again. All those times you taunted me, I warned you and now it's time to get back at you for crossing path with me and making Maja Elzandre yo

I said and we got into the car and drove off to our respective starting points. Author's POV Meanwhile... 6:30 am ..... "What the hell is all this nonsense" David sighed frustratingly as I dipped his hands into his hair, he had already shouted and shouted, and now he was tired of shouting. "First the police rid that place that rips me off of all my stuff," "Do you know how much I'm gonna lose?!" He continued ranting to Eliza who was just pacing to and fro in the office. "In the morning it was my involvement with Mills' death in the Evening it's drug deals !"