Articles, Guns, and Poisons

#03

Wesley

May 27th, 2022

"Thanks," I gestured Faith out of my office while I pack the documents I need to drop on Harper's office. It's been a week since the incident that happened at the party. The woman who hurt Harper was arrested but bailed by someone we don't know. Charles is still looking into it to see where she went.

I can still remember what happened that night, how I saw Harper going in the back door, and how I followed her. I thought that she was Reggie and what did it lead me to? Hurting her. If only I stepped inside earlier... I followed Harper and saw everything, how she pleaded to the woman in the dark, how she screamed in pain, I heard it all. But I didn't help her, because I thought it will make her confess to the truth. I still remember how mad Jackson was when I followed them to the hospital.

"What the hell are you doing?" he blocked my way as I was going to follow Charles and Harper, who's unconscious. "You have the guts to follow them right now? After you just watched her dying in pain?" his anger was felt until the deepest octave of his voice. He looked at me like a blade ready to hit anything in its vicinity.

"I am worried about her." I tried walking but he stopped me in the chest with his hand. He's not speaking but I know what he wants me to do. And I'm not gonna complain, I know it's my fault why it happened in the first place.

"Worried? Do you know that word when you followed her and just watched everything happened? You could've stopped her from getting hurt!" I know Jackson as one of the nicest stars in the showbiz industry and I see his performances and shows... but this is the first time I see him this, mad. "Go, or do you want to be confined like her?" she walked towards me insisting I move. And I have no reason to stay so I left.

After that night, I just heard all the details from Charles, and now I'm seeing Harper again. Did she know I was there? And does Charles also know? I don't know what's going to happen today and it's early in the morning.

I arrived at 8:30, entered her office, and waited for her. I can't help but notice the bix box on top of her table. Is it from Jackson? I don't care. But it's just so big, it's cute, but disturbing in its mysterious ways. My phone buzzed and I saw an email from the username 'lgregory@yahoo.mail' I already knew who it was. I opened it and saw a video. I played it and saw something I didn't expect. Something that made me drop my phone and leave my mouth open for a minute.

It cant be, is that true. Surely that's just a prank to mess up with me. The chills never left my body when another mail came in saying she was in the parking lot. I don't know if she meant here or on my building but my mind immediately went to grab the door and checked quickly. It took me ten minutes to go back to Harper's office. I saw someone in the parking lot, talk to that person, and went back.

Harper came minutes later, she was surprised to see me but I tried to be casual as possible, especially since I still carry the shock and pain from what I saw on that email. "Sorry to surprise you this early, I'm just here to give you these documents and talk about Project 45."

"No, no, it's fine," she smiled while putting all her stuff down and eyeing a strange look at the box on her table. "it's also a good thing that you're early because I might forget about the meeting later on" she laughed a little and phoned her assistant May to come in "Please, make yourself comfortable," She gestured me the table with some foods.