Loving The Lawyer (18+)

Chapter 39

"What the hell do you mean you think?" I seethe. "You either know or you don't."

Vader and Lucas share a look and nod. Lucas takes a deep breath. "While you were in the coma the tracker you had me install in her necklace showed it was traveling around New York, specifically the hospital. Every night at the same time it showed it was at the hospital. I thought there was a glitch or something until the day after you woke up from your coma. The red dot didn't show for a time span of sixteen hours and then showed up in Russia. If she had truly died in that explosion the tracker would have disintegrated. She got out in time and now she is staying relatively in the same location, a mansion. I checked the security cameras of everywhere she has been going and did a facial scan. Nothing came up. That is why I think she is alive, but I can't give you a yes or no answer right now."

"Go," I say.

"What?!" They say in unison, adorning matching faces of confusion.

"Go inside I need to be alone right now," I say sternly. They share another look and do as I say. I slump down into one of the chairs, raking my hands through my hair. I stare blankly at the pool and try to wrap my head around this new information.

I thought it was all a dream. I dismissed it as a side effect from being in the coma and the drugs those doctors put me on.

"This is all my fault," Her voice sounds as if she's crying. "I-I did this to you. You're in here because of me. I was supposed to protect you."

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"I'm sorry," She sobs. "I'm so fucking sorry I had to leave. I'm so fucking sorry I'm putting everyone through this pain. I'm so sorry, baby. It was never supposed to happen like this." She whispers and then silence.

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"Hi, Mi Amor." (My love) A low click is heard. She must have closed the door or window. "I'm sorry I'm late, but Toly has been up my ass about returning to Russia. I told him I refuse to leave until you wake up, but I may have to leave soon because if I don't this whole plan will go to shit and everything I've done will be for nothing. All this pain I'm putting our kids through, our family through will be for nothing. And I refuse to let that happen so if it means leaving you then I am so sorry."

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"I can't tell you exactly what is going to happen because I don't know if you can hear me or not and when you do wake up I can't risk you doing something to risk the plan. If you're not awake by Friday then I have to leave. I'm so sorry, My Love. But I had a tracker installed into you're bloodstream while you were passed out one night. I'll know when you're awake. I'm so sorry, Dario. I promise I'll see you again whether it's in this life or the next. I love you, forever and always, even in hell, especially in hell."

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I thought they were all dreams. I thought my brain was conjuring up these nightmares to punish me for leaving her. But I'm not the one who left she left. She faked her death. Plan? What plan is she talking about? And Toly who the hell is Toly? The mansion she's staying at, is it his? What does she mean it was never supposed to happen like this? Does she mean she was never supposed to fake her death, fall in love with me, or something else?

I would never question Kingstons love for me. No matter how manipulative or good of a performer one was the moments Kingston and I shared together could not be faked. The way she murmured about how much she loved me in her sleep was her subconscious doing that. She had no idea she was even doing it. The kisses that felt like our souls were merging together, that was not fake. When our hearts would beat in sync as we were in each other's arms was not fake.

Love and loyalty are something I would never question from her. I trust her and if she says she has a plan then I won't interfere no matter how much it pains me to do so; I will not. I may be pissed at her for putting us through this pain, no pissed is not the right word to use perhaps irate or livid would work better in this situation. The next time I see her I'm going to fuck her like I hate her because right now I hate her.

I take out the little, black, velvet box from my pocket. I've been carrying it around for the past couple of weeks and had gotten it a month prior to the mission. Andres and Armando gave me their blessing and Juan and Sky helped me pick it out. I wasn't planning on proposing until this fucked up shit show was over and now I may never get to propose.

I shake the thoughts out of my head. I can't think like that. I have to have faith and hope in Kingston's plan because these past few weeks have been hell without her and now knowing she's alive I can't even imagine what my whole life would be like without her.

I don't want to imagine it and that's why I refused to accept that she was dead.

As much as I want to tell everybody she's alive I can't. I don't even know how to explain it to them because I don't even know all the details or any for that matter.

I just have to trust Kingston and wait it out. I'll follow her tracker 24/7. Tracker! I instinctively grab my arm. She said she put a tracker in my bloodstream. How the hell did she even do that without me feeling it in the moment or even the next morning. Now that I think about it she probably distracted me with morning sex also known as the best way to wake up.

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Really short I'm aware and I'm sorry? I've been a little preoccupied today, but I promised I would update both books today. Next chapter will be better and longer.
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