The Unfair Game

The Unfair Game 15

Silence! Silence! Silence! Then it finally registered, what Khalil said. Her demenour change as she looked at him upset. If he is a FBI agent that mean he knows things about Marcel, that explain his reasons for staying at the hotel in the first place, that explain the reasons he bumped into her. He know who she was and to get close to her to get to Marcel. She thought.

"Anessa!" Khalil called noticing her speechless.

"You are a FBI agent?" She asked just to make sure that's what he said before.

"Yes and I am working undecover to get enough evidence to put Marcel away." He told her but she wasn't impress at the moment.

"You lied to me..... you used me.. all this bumping into each other was apart of your plan, wasn't it?" She asked seriously, looking up at him.

"Yes... I wanted to get close to you so I could catch him but after knowing you Anessa, I start fal--

"I don't want to hear it, how can I trust you to keep me safe when you lied to me.... You all are the same!" Anessa yelled.

"That's not true... I am sorry I didn't tell you earlier but I couldn't blow my cover.... You have to work with me love if you want to be free again" he said holding on to her.

"I don't have to do anything!" Anessa spat, pulling herself from him.

She walked out of the room and slammed the door. She entered the bathroom and closed the door before angrily striping her clothes off. Once she was nude, she entered the shower and let the water ran over her body as she hugged herself tightly and cried.

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"Come back in two weeks for another check up Ms. Armstrong" Malia told the elderly lady as she helped her off the bed and hand her the prescription.

"Thank you Dr. Cannor" Ms. Armstrong said smiling at Malia.

"Take care now" Malia hugged her then walked her out of the office to where her grandson was.

She told them goodbye then walked back into her office and tried calling Khalil's phone but no answer. She was worried about Anessa and she haven't heard from her since last night.  Malia sighed, picking her purse up to go to Khalil's address. She told her Assistant she would be out for the rest of the day before she leave the building to her car. She saw two men dressed in black leaned against her car and she slows down, examining them. They looked at her and she turned back but was bumped into another man dressed in black.

"Who are you people?" She asked angrily.

"Mr. Marshall would love to have a word with you" he grinned, pointing to the black range Rover, parked behind him.

"I am not talking to Marcel" she grimaced.

"Either you come willingly or by force your choice" the man said deadly, holding on to his gun on his waist.

Malia didn't feel like dying today so she went with them. They brought her around the back of Marcel's mansion where he have a huge pool house and chill spot. He sat there, sipping martini as he watched his men bringing Malia to him.

"Have a seat Malia" his deep voice said as he waved his men off but they didn't went too far.

"I am fine standing, what do you want?" Malia grimaced.

"Suit yourself..... I want Anessa and You're going to tell me where she is with that scumbag" he said dangerously.

"I don't know where she is and even if I did, I wouldn't tell you" Malia spat.

"You don't want to test me Malia.... So f**king answer me!" Marcel slammed his hands hard on the table as he got from his seat.

Malia felt intimidated by his action but didn't show it. Her phone buzzed inside her purse and she quickly get it. She noticed the unknown number and side eyed Marcel as she took the call.