CHAPTER 15

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Third Person's POV.

Salvatore sat in his cell. For sure, one of his ribs was broken. That pained him less than the memory of the last time he saw Ava. How her eyes were soft for him, for the first time. How they were angry on his behalf. He could have died a happy man. But than he saw her being hurt again, by his betrayal. She trusted him and he broke it.

At first he found his father foolish for not talking to his wife, keeping secrets from her. That was the reason why she believed others and they lost her. But now that he was in his shoes he found his father completely logical. He did all that to save her from danger just as Salvatore was doing right now. But his father did not see the betrayal coming. That killed Salvatore's mother.

'Close your eyes, Salvi'. A whispered blew by him. He closed his eyes, at the familiarity of it. These whispers were always with him. He could hear them everywhere, even if he was by the roaring tides, he could hear them louder than anything. Yet they were always just a hush.

'Think of love'. The whisper was heard like a brush of wind. An image of Ava came to his mind. He was lying on grass, on a hill. He had his head in Ava's lap. Oh how peaceful. The sun was shining behind Ava. Salvatore looked up at her and she looked down at him. With her hands cradling his face, she grinned down at him. The warmth of that smile made the sun seem like a mere ornament. Love Ava was it. Ava was everything.

This could have happened. We could have gone to the hill. We could have been close like this. We could have saved years of loneliness. She could have smiled at me like that. But, it did not happen. Because of me. I ruined myself when I ruined Ava. And now, when I thought I might have a chance to live at last. I ruined it all again. Perhaps forever.

Today his life could take any turn. This court could either make it all worth it or it could make all our efforts, efforts of the "Justice" his organization, go to waste.

Ava could not believe her eyes over what just happened. She saw red as the life of the person in front of her slipped from his eyes. Just few hours ago, the place the package was kept was burnt down. Some men got to it. But it was secured again by the men of 'Justice'.

Now it was being transported to the court room. Ava was driving her car few meters apart from the van, keeping an eye on it. When they reached a tunnel, suddenly some men in bike came out of nowhere and started firing on the van. Ava was jolted to reality when she heard the first return fire from men in black cars, that were also traveling along side the van. They were defiantly 'Justice'.

She screamed in horror when one of the bullets pierced through her windshield and hit the seat on her passenger side. Shit!

But her horror multiplied when she saw the driver of the van being shot right between the eyes. No! What do I do now?! The court was about to start with Salvatore's case, they did not have enough time. Men of 'Justice' were busy fighting off the attackers. Someone needed to get the van going.

She took a deep breath and without thinking twice she lurched out of her can and climbed in the van, keeping he head low. She started the engine again and sped off to the court.

She reached the court after a while, but just in time. She signed in relief when she saw more people of Salvatore standing in front of the court. Probably waiting for the package. She realized that she saw 'Justice' everywhere, now that she know about their existence.

The men came running and opened the van doors while others were shielding what was coming out of the van. The package, probably. She was walking away from the van when she stilled at shock. A child came out of the van. And she realized he was no one other than Benjamin Ford himself.

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