Dangerous Deception

Ch. 4: The Renegade

         "Thanks" I said as he offered hot coffee, seeing how cold the weather is. "I'm sorry about this Cole, didn't realise it was you," I said to him.

         "It's alright actually, I'd be surprised if you did recognise me," he said, "and I'm sorry about holding you at gunpoint, it was the only way you'd listen,"

         After he told me who he was, I was shocked. Cassie and I had been friends since high school, I only met Cole a handful of times during those years. Cassie told me he was in the military academy so he didn't really had the chance to come by. Ever since I've known Cassie, she loved Cole more than anything. She says that he gives her a sense of peace. He was her first best friend, aside me. They also have a striking resemblance, I don't know why I didn't see that before. I had every reason to trust him, mainly because Cassie would do the same and also because he's the last thing that remains of Cassie.

           We went to his house, which was a cabin a mile away from the lake. Since neither of us had anything to call home, I guess the cabin will do for now.

          "So these guys, what do they want from us?" I asked, dropping the mug on the table.

          "So you know how our parents died in that car crash seven years ago," he said, bringing out a laptop from the duffel bag in the corner of the room. I nodded.

          "Yeah, you and Cassie were on a vacation to your grandma's," I said remembering how torn Cassie looked when she stood at my door the next morning, cold and tired. I should have supported her more.

          "Kayla?" I zoned back in.

          "Yeah? Sorry what were you saying?" I said.

          He looked at me with concern, "Are you alright?" I felt guilty.

          "Yeah, I just spaced out a bit," I said mentally kicking myself. What Cole is facing could be worse than I can possibly imagine. Losing both of his parents, and then his twin sister would take a toll on him.

          He nodded and continued, "So as I was saying, the car crash was never an accident. Apparently, they were murdered."

          I frowned in confusion, "Wait, hold up, I don't get it. I saw the footage myself, the truck driver was drunk when it happened,"

          "That's what I thought too, but after Cassie died, I realised that they were murdered and the FBI tried to cover it up," he said.

          "W-wait wait, what do you mean after Cassie died? What does it have to do with Cassie" I asked thoroughly confused.

          "She knew our parents were murdered, so she started investigating. She never told me," he muttered the last part painfully, "I thought we told each other everything, we never kept secrets. I just don't know why she didn't tell me,"

          I reached over and held his hand, "Hey, I'm sure she had her reasons," he nodded and continued.

          "Two weeks after Cassie died, I received a call from someone named Ian. He said he was a private investigator and that there was something I needed to see. He told me to meet him at a hotel close to Cassie's apartment. When I went there, he gave me Cassie's laptop and told me everything. Then he told me how Cassie found out when she went to look for some documents in the agency and stumbled upon our parents reports. She could have dropped it back but instead she decided to read it again. That reminds me, you said you saw the footage,"

           "Yeah," I said.

           "Can you remember the colour of the truck?"

           I thought, "I think it was a yellow truck, why?" I said.