Music Box 2

Chapter 4

"Isn't that the cop that brought you here?" Asks Aston. I ignore his question and walk out of the building to Lucas. "Sorry that I didn't answer your phone call," he says. "Ah, I get it." Lucas looks past me to the building. I can't help but look at the ground. "Which one?" He suddenly asks.

Should I say?

The doubt already falls over me. "The last time you hesitated the city what almost destroyed, [name]", reasons the cop. "Hener. The one that gave me the code to dismantling the bomb, "I reply. Lucas sighs. "Yes, of course."
"What do you think? Would he hurt anybody?" I ask.

If it was one of the others, it was easy. They tried killing us, killing other people. Hener did give us the code. If it wasn't for him, we would all be dead. Why is this so difficult??

Lucas steps quickly forward with a gun in his hand and walks into the building. I don't feel like following, but I know I don't have much of a choice.

When I come into the building, Lucas is already pointing his gun at Hener's head. Monica tries reasoning with him, and Aston just stands there, waiting what will happen next. As soon as I open the door, Hener turns to me. "Tell him," he says to me. "Tell what?" I ask. "I am the reason that this city, you, and that annoying cop friend of yours is still alive." "But he knows", I say. "Yes, but maybe he listens at you, and besides..." Hener puts his hands down, and a sadistic glint shows in his eyes. "You know you can't kill me. I know how much you want to."
Lucas sighs and puts his gun down.
"You still can feel pain, though. Tell me, how much does it hurt when I would shoot in your leg?"
"Wanna try it out cop boy?"
"Guys, stop it," I say. "No one is going to shoot anyone."

"Thank you, [name]," says Monica. I just ignore her comment. "Hener, you still have to go to jail for what you've done," I say. "I know that." Hener walks up to me. "But if I'm going to jail, I want to take the others with me."
"And how do you propose to that?" Asks Lucas. I notice that Hener gets closer to me, and I feel quite uncomfortable for that, but don't move an inch. "I can help you find them, and when we have everyone, you get us to jail,"  he says. "Why would you help to get yourself in jail?" I mumble in disbelief to him. "It gives us more time together," he mumbles back. "You are aware what I think of you, right?" 
"What do you exactly think of me?" The playfulness in his whisper is undeniable. Lucas grabs my wrist and leads me to another room in private. "I don't believe him," he says as soon as he closes the door. "I don't know what to believe. It feels like everything is happening all over again, "I reply. "What do you want me to do?" "You ask me?" I say surprised. "As a cop is my duty to arrest him right now. But if I can have more criminals when I wait a little longer, my duty doesn't play a role at this point."
"At least I would sleep better knowing they aren't free anymore."  I smile. "The last time I made a mistake not telling you, but now you know. As soon you think he's doing to do something, just shoot him. It's not like he dies anytime soon anyway."

"Alright."
"Alright."

We walk back to the serial killer to tell him he gets just one chance.
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I follow Aston to his room. His chamber is cozy. His desk stands against the wall. He had a large bed in the middle, and on the other wall is a whole game computer set. There lies a mattass next to his bed.

I just hope it will be better soon.  I take the pajamas Monica gave to me.

It's weird. They perfectly fit... she doesn't even have a daughter, and why would she have this thing in her house? It's not hers either.

I just ignore it and go lie on the mattress. "You already go to sleep this early?" Aston asks, confused. "Yes, let this day be over." Aston frowns, but his eyes detect sadness.
He goes sit on his chair and tapes on the computer button 'on'. "Why would you sell this building anyway? You don't have those horrible memories," he says. "How would you know? You have no idea what I've been through, "I say. Aston chuckles. "I've bet I've had worse," he says.

What does he mean by that?

"Whatever, this building was never meant to be mine. If I didn't interverne in Richards life, it would've belonged to Lucas probably."
"Or Nathaniel." "Nathaniel?"

The memorie of when Lucas exposed Six as his brother, and his name... 'Nathaniel'.

"How do you know that name?" I ask. "He was the son of Richard, wasn't he? Found some records when we cleaned a part of the building", he replies. "Records? Where?" I ask. I get up from bed and turn to Aston. He gives me mean grin before shaking his head. "This building belongs to us now, it isn't your business anymore. Perhaps you should've have searched better when you had the chance."

I glare at him. But that is the outside. On the inside I already decided I was going to search for it.

"Whatever. Just lock the door when you go to sleep."
"Why? That interested in me", Aston grins. "No, make sure Hener does not come into this room where I am absent."
"You hate him that much?" My face softens. "Hate? No. But I don't trust him. I did once and I'm never doing it again", I reply.
"He likes you though. Otherwise he would've have runned away to never return. The only reason he does this is for you."

I tuck myself in bed. "I don't undertand why."

Aston turns to his computer and whispers a reply that I can't hear:

"I do."

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Hi there!

I hope you have already enjoyed the story so far! My exams are coming up again, but don't worry, it won't have any influence on the date of the following chapters.

See you soon with the next chapter!

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