<i>“</i><i>He </i>used <i>to </i><i>give </i>me <i>the </i><i>creeps</i>…<i>always </i>staring at <i>me</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>
I could see her face began to pale as the realization settled in. As tears started to stream down her face, she spoke just above a whisper.
<i>“</i><i>So</i>…all <i>this </i><i>time</i>…I <i>had </i><i>been </i><i>meeting </i><i>with </i><i>the </i><i>man </i><i>that </i><i>almost </i><i>killed</i><i>…. </i>
Gracie jumped up and ran to the bathroom, as the door mmed shut I could hear her heaving as
she threw up.
<i>“</i>Shit…I’m sorry <i>man</i>.”
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Tyler said in a lowered voice. I could feel my heart aching in a million pieces. This was why I hadn’t wanted her to be involved. I didn’t want her to get hurt. Heartache slowly turned into rage as I
became furious at this Benard Thorton.
“<i>Good </i><i>work Tyler</i><i>. </i><i>Get </i><i>everything </i><i>set </i><i>up</i><i>…</i><i>I </i><i>want </i><i>him </i><i>in the </i><i>warehouse </i><i>tomorrow</i>.”
“On <i>it</i><i>!</i>”
After hanging up with Tyler, I immediately went to the bathroom. The door was still locked but I
could hear light sobbing. I knocked on the door.
“<i>Gracie</i><i>…</i><i>baby</i><i>, </i><i>please </i><i>let </i><i>me </i><i>in</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>
Sobs.
“I know this is a lot. <i>I’m </i>so sorry<i>. </i><i>I’ve </i><i>wanted </i><i>to </i><i>protect </i><i>you </i><i>from </i><i>all </i>of <i>this</i>…I’m so <i>sorry</i>…<i>I’ve </i><i>been </i><i>failing </i><i>you </i>in so <i>many </i><i>way</i><i>…</i><i>I-</i><i>” </i>
Before I could finish, Gracie opened the door. Her face still had fresh tears as she gazed at me intensively. Without saying a word, she lunged into me hugging me tightly. I wrapped my arms around her, kissing her head lightly.
“I’m so sorry baby<i>.</i><i>” </i>
“No…stop saying sorry<i>.</i>”
She looked up at me with those beautiful eyes. Tears slid down her cheek.
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<i>“</i><i>Kai</i>…<i>don’t </i><i>you </i><i>ever </i><i>say </i><i>you </i><i>failed </i>me. <i>You </i><i>have no </i><i>idea </i><i>how </i><i>much </i><i>you’ve </i><i>saved </i><i>me</i>. <i>This </i><i>isn’t </i><i>your </i>fault…it’s <i>theirs</i>. <i>Let’s </i><i>finish </i><i>this</i>…<i>together</i>…so <i>we </i><i>can </i><i>move </i><i>forward </i><i>with </i><i>our </i><i>lives</i>.<i>” </i>
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I smiled warmly, my heart beamed brightly. She was so brave, so much resilience…Zelma was right… there was a fire in her eyes.
Now, me, Cameron, Tyler, Parys, and Gracie…all sat waiting for my head bodyguard to bring the man that could answer all the questions surrounding Gracie’s birth.
<i>“</i><i>I </i><i>just received </i>a <i>message</i>. <i>Ramone </i><i>and </i><i>his </i><i>team </i><i>are </i><i>heading </i><i>into </i><i>the </i><i>warehouse </i><i>now</i>.<i>” </i>
After Tyler confirmed Ramone was on the way, we all immediately stood up. I could see Gracie’s face
twitch; she was clearly nervous. A few momentster, the warehouse gate opened as three cars
pulled in. After his team stepped out of their vehicles, Ramone stepped out of the SUV with a man
gripped in his hand. The man had a sack on his face causing his words to sound muffled, but I could
clearly make out what he saying.
“<i>Hey</i><i>!!! </i><i>Let </i><i>me </i><i>out </i><i>of </i><i>here</i><i>!!!! </i><i>Do </i><i>you </i><i>know </i><i>who </i><i>I </i><i>am</i><i>!!! </i><i>If </i><i>you </i><i>know </i><i>what’s </i><i>good </i><i>for </i><i>you-</i>”
Snatch!
Ramone snatched the sack off of his face causing the man’s eyes to widen as he looked around the
warehouse.
Thorton.
Gracie squeezed my hand; I could feel her slightly tremble as she looked at the person that almost took her life. I gently kissed her hand; I needed her to know everything would be alright. I would let no harme to her ever again.
Thorton was still rambling when we made our way to the front, as we grew closer, his began to widen.
“Gra<i>….</i>Grd<i>??? </i><i>What </i>is….<i>what </i><i>the </i><i>hell </i><i>is </i><i>this</i>!!! What’s goin-”
Punch!
Ramone punched Thorton directly in the jaw causing him to fall over in his chair. Immediately, his henchmen stood the chair back up<b>. </b>
Fear was now in his eyes as he breathed frantically; blood dripping down his mouth. I spoke in a <fn275f> Read full story at f?i?n?d?n?o?v?e?l?</fn275f>
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<i>“</i>Mr. <i>Thorton</i>…<i>I’m </i><i>going </i>to <i>ask </i><i>that </i><i>you </i><i>not </i><i>address </i><i>my </i><i>fiancé any </i><i>further</i>. <i>From </i><i>this </i><i>point </i>on<i>…</i>all <i>of </i><i>yourmentary </i><i>will </i><i>be </i><i>directed </i><i>at </i><i>me</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>
Thorton spit out blood and scoffed.
“<i>Oh </i><i>yeah</i><i>…</i><i>and </i><i>who </i><i>the </i><i>hell </i><i>are </i><i>you</i>.
A dark grin spread across my face.
<i>“</i><i>I’m </i><i>Kai </i><i>Christiansen</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>
Thorton’s eyes widen in fear…you’re scared…very good.
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