Ghost of your past

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Morning rays blazed through Mila's bedroom window, creeping in between the shades, they slowly hit her face waking her up. She groggily awoke as if she had been run over by a truck. She felt heavier today than she had any other day, including the day of and after her kidknapping. She wasn't sure why she would be feeling heavier today over any of those pervious days, she could only assume the emotional overload of these past couple of days had  finally begun to take a toll on her.

Then there was a knock on her door "Hartman, let's go kid!" it was Rick's soothing voice telling her to get ready for work.  An invitation she gladly accepted, work and spending time in her art studio were actually two of her favorite things to do. She got up from her bed and headed for the shower, quick and efficient she headed out to work. "How are ya feeling today ?"

Mila looked out on the road ahead of her, "Better, you could say"

"I'm glad to hear it kid, I know things haven't been so easy for you ever since that day, but look, just be like this truck" Mila wasn't following what Rick was trying to say, and that was when he looked over at her and said

"Headed in the right direction" 

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Ana had been wondering why she hadn't heard from Mark, it had been a few days now, what had happened with the plan ? Was he caught ? If he was, that could bring problems right back to her. She started to grow nervous thinking about the mess she had gotten herself into. She didn't want to go to jail, she didn't want to die.

"Miss Astor," said her assistant startling her and knocking her out of her thoughts. "Oh my god Ashley what"

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to startle you,"

"Get to the point,"

"There's someone on line 2 for you, says it's important"

"Who is it?" asked Ana with a look of worry

"They didn't say, but they sounded urgent"

Ana breathed out heavily as she dismissed her assistant and saw the call pending on line 2, she wasn't so sure she wanted to answer it. Soemone who doesn't announce themselves is never a good thing, she stared at it longer and felt a strong burning sensation in the pitt of her stomach. Just do it, she thought.

She reached over for the phone slowly and quite unsure about her next move, all she could do was grab it and hesitantly press line number 2.

"....hello ?" she answered in a scared tone.

"Miss Astor" it was a man's voice, almost as deep and as scary as Mark's.

"Who is this?"

"Dennis, a friend of Marks" he said in a threatening tone

"What do you want?" she asked in nervous whispers

"You got my friend killed"

Ana then opened her eyes in extreme surprise almost dropping the phone

"What?"

"I have a silver platter waiting, you can either hand me the person who did this, or it can be you. Either way that tray isn't staying empty. Your choice."

The man then hung up, leaving Ana absolutely shocked, and terrified. "Oh my god what do I do."

Her shaky hands wouldn't let her process any of the information that was just handed to her, she looked around frantically, she had to leave the country, but where ?