The Man In The Blue Suit [Discontinued]

Chapter 16: Al Capone

Wednesday
June 10, 1981
1:12 a.m.

Annie's POV

"Who are you?"

"Janet, Miss. Jackson if you want to impress me" She said lowly.

She stood in a military position with a blank expression upon her face. Her all black uniform made her look mature. She wore no makeup but had on a earring with a key attached to it. It was creative but yet cryptic.

"Are you going to kill me?"

"Why would I kill a human being?" She questioned arching her eyebrow.

"I- I don't know."

"Move over" she pulled something out of her pocket " I got the key."

I went over on the passenger side letting the strange woman in the van. She started the engine & drove off.

"Why are you helping me?"

"Because its my duty to do so" she said.

"Your duty?"

"I'm apart of the infamous group "Rhythm Nation". We save people who are in need by using our minds & voices. We do not tolerate guns or violence. That's what's wrong with this world now" she explained.

"How did you find me?"

"By using my senses, it wasn't hard" she said.

"What happened to those people back there?"

"They're dead" she said simply.

I frowned "I'm sorry, what?"

"They're dead" she repeated.

"But I thought you said-"

"We're being followed" she cut me off.

I looked through the rearview mirror to see a black Cadillac behind us. Headlight shining brightly. I grew scared & put my seatbelt on immediately. "What are we going to do?"

Instead of answering me, she stepped on the accelerator making the van jerk back a little. The Cadillac copied our speed as well.

"I don't think this is working" I held onto the seat.

"Don't worry, i'll make it work" she said.

Suddenly, we went extremely fast passing the speed limit. Everything was moving too fast. I couldn't see the signs, street lights, or any buildings. It was like a cartoon movie. The Cadillac seemed to be disappearing as the van were moving like flash.

"AHHHHHH!"

Then, we were at my apartment. I looked around in confusion. How the fuck did we get here?

"How did you?"

"We should be safe for now" she said completely ignoring my question.

"Who was that?"

"That was my brother, Michael Jackson. Aka, the man in the blue suit" she added.

I gasped "what?"

"Your the next target of his" she said.

Is this what Cameron was talking about? The boss is watching me? The man in the blue suit is watching me! I should've never step foot in 2300 Jackson Street. People have warn me tons of times.

"What do i do?"

"Stay confident, stay strong, don't be weak. Fight back" she suggested.

"What the fuck is that going to do?"

"Help you in the future" she said.

I closed my eyes with tears running down my face. I felt a pair of lips touch my cheek. I opened my eyes to see I'm on my couch. What the hell? Am I losing my mind? I stood up & walked towards the kitchen. A sticky note was plastered on my table.

"Came home to surprise you with supper but you wasn't there. I left it in the refrigerator so enjoy."

~Mary

I opened the refrigerator to see a plate covered up in tin foil. I took it out & opened it. Ugh, pig brains & eggs? She could've brought some hot sauce along. She use to feed me this when I was a teenager.

"Seems like your sister has a mental problem."

I froze as I heard the unfamiliar voice. I slowly turned around to see my worst nightmare. I screamed & dropped the plate of food. He stood there with his hat hung low. You couldn't see his face. I held onto the countertop hoping he would disappear by now. He didn't say anything else.

"Don't kill me" I whispered.

He looked up showing his entire face. Caramel skin, sharp jawline, pink lips, & chocolate brown eyes. They're so beautiful but yet evil. He stared at me not moving or saying anything. I reached around me slowly & opened the drawer. I managed to find the biggest knife I own & pulled it out.

"Your gonna have to find something much more devilish to kill me, honey" he said lowly. His voice, it was soft but deep.

"What do you want from me?"

"Nothing" he put his big hands in his pocket.

"Why are you here?"

"To see you up-close" he walked towards me. I got on the countertop with the knife still in my hand. He approached me with a blank expression.

"Your so beautiful just as I expected" he whispered. I can smell his sweet perfume. He continued to stare at me with those cold eyes.

"I don't have
any money, jewelry, or anything expensive."

"Your lips look so tasty" he whispered ignoring me.

Is he seriously complimenting me right now? Should he be trying to kill me right now?

"What do you want?"

"Your eyes are so prodigious" he whispered.

"Go away."

Within that, he disappeared.