Chapter 15

2 1 0
                                    

I can't wait to land, the flight to SA is way too long, the 5 hour trip doesn't want to end. Deep down I feel bad for Lilian because  of the way I made her rush this morning, but I'm a bit too upset to  think of her at the moment. She is after all the cause of this disruption mess. 

I've already called my men to keep their eye on Wilson. He thinks his superman, unfortunately this isn't a cartoon. He has at most 24 hours more of life then I'm killing him. He should be grateful if he sees tomorrow morning, I am going to make sure he is dead by this evening.. It seems like his on holiday too, he hasn't gone to work today and it's almost 10am in South Africa. I keep checking my watch to see how far we are. The time is moving slowly. We are supposed to land in SA at 12pm and its only 10.

Lilian is fast asleep, I'm sure she hardly slept last night overthinking what happened. She's that type, an overthinker, I've noticed how the slightest of things bother her, even though she is stubborn. I myself didn't sleep properly last night, I'm quite tired myself, my lack of patience is getting the best of me too. I'm dozing off on the seat. The little cabin in the jet only has one double bed in it, since Lilian is on the bed I'll sleep on the couch.

Lilian's POV

I'm woken up by Amanda telling me I have to go buckle up my seat belt as the jet will be landing in a few. She also asks me to wake Ryan, he is sleeping on the couch at the foot of the bed. She is pretty scared of him, she's probably scared he'll have an outburst if she wakes him.  I shake him, instead of waking up, he turns around to face the other direction. "Ryan, get up, we are about to land, " I say to him. He starts mumbling, at first I can't hear him, then something he says catches my attention, "Wilson...kill......bastard.... kill" those are the things I manage to catch. That is weird. I shake him again profusely and manage to get him awake and  seated for the landing.. . his words are echoing in my head. Was he having a dream about killing officer Wilson? What was going on? <many questions and no answers>

The plane lands and we are picked up from the airport. The drive home is dead silent. when we are stopped at the gate waiting for security to open , I break the silence. "Ryan," I say, he doesn't speak, he only turns to look at me. "I'm sorry," I say sincerely. I'm looking at him with my lower lip between my teeth. He gives me an intense stare then turns away, "It's fine, I forgive you," he says looking out the window. 

After they check our cars, we drive in, apparently, this security protocol is needed to insure no one sneaking stuff into the yard. Someone may take advantage of the fact that we where out of the county and put things among our stuff to harm us. The aids and guards also go through some extensive searching. In-order to gain access to the building their fingerprint needs to be scanned so that they can be confirmed and identified as a worker at the place, I feel like  its just a lot of unnecessary stuff but I guess Ryan really takes security seriously. 

I get some happy greetings from some of the aids, on my way to Ryan's room. When I open the door everything looks quite the same, the black and gold theme is still there, but now above the bed  there is a portrait on the wall , a twin flame image, written "his flame" on the side of the red flame representing a fire goddess, and "her ice" on the side that has the blue flame representing a ice god.  Its so cute, I guess Ryan got this as a representation of our 'relationship'

I sit on the bed and switch on my phone, I had sent Officer Wilson a message stating I'm on my way back, and he didn't respond. When it switches on I discover 12 missed calls from Josh. I call him back and he answers almost immediately. "Lilian, I think I've discovered what happened to your dad. We cant speak about it on the phone, I think he is listening in to our calls too," he rushes out, his very hesitant. He sounds nervous. "I'll send you my address, I know you might not be able to make it today but please try, its urgent, if not, please make sure you come here first thing in the morning," he says in another haste. "Joshua, relax, slow down. What's going on?" I say in attempt to calm him down. "Please just try and come Lilian, I cant talk about it over the phone, okay?" he says in a calmer more relaxed tone. 

My Father's debtWhere stories live. Discover now