CHAPTER 22

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NADIA'S POV

"I guess we're taking the stairs"

"I guess so." He said making his was to the door for the stairwell.Ugh we are literally on the fourth floor and I am way to tired for this.

"You coming or am I gonna have to carry you?"

"I'm coming"
"What's up with you, you're all quiet it's weird"

"It's nothing"

"Does it have something to do with the meeting earlier?..." he looked everywhere except at me
"It does, doesn't it?"

"You're so persistent but Yes...David has something he wants me to do..."

"What does he want you to do?"

"Don't worry about it"

I stopped in my tracks and he didn't realise I wasn't beside him anymore.
"I'm not worried about what you have to do Raheem, I'm worried about you..."

He stopped and turned to look at me. I was a few steps below him so I had to look upwards to see his face.

"You Nadia Jamaal are worried about me?"

"Was I speaking jiberish?"

"I-"

"Just tell me what he wants you to do!"

"Feisty one aren't you"

"You don't know the half of it" I mumbled walking up past him

"He wants me to..."

"To?..."

"To kidnap and get information off them..."

"Oh." I stopped once again but so did he.
"You seem so calm have you done anything like this before?"

"Yes"

"Who? Who does he want you to ki- take?" A single tear rolled down my cheek, but I refused to acknowledge it. I wasn't sad I was more scared and angry and overall just shocked.

"I don't know yet, but I'm sure they aren't good people"

"that's not the point though it wrong regardless!"

"you think I don't know that Nadia! look at me"

"look at me" he cupped my face and making me look into his eyes.

"Trust me I wouldn't do it if I didn't have-"

"You don't have to!"

"I do love, and I don't like this just as much as you clearly don't..." he wiped the tear with his thumb still cupping my face.

"Do, have you ever killed someone for him?" "and don't lie to me"

"...Yes" he looked down at the ground, I took a step backward

"I...I need to go" I muttered, our eyes met, his being a void of emotion, mine being red, puffy and full of all kinds of emotion.

"Nadia..."

"No I can't stay here and look at you right now I'm sorry, I need time and space to think" thank god I don't have to see him tomorrow.

"We are going to the same floor"

"Oh yea... right well you can wait there until I'm far enough or you can go back down and take the fucking lift"

"Nadia come on..."

"Don't follow me I'm being serious!" I yelled creating a distance between the two of us.

I was a couple floors away now, he was out of site but I could hear him talking to himself, and I could hear noises like he was fighting the wall or something.

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