His Perfect Wife Strikes Back

111 Who Is Behind Mikeal?

It was pitch black before my eyes. The pillow pressed against my nose and I couldn't breathe. My hand gripped a pair of stout arms, and I tried with all my might to move them away, but the man was stronger than I thought. My nails went into his arm muscles, but he was unmoved. I gradually lost consciousness.

Just as I was about to faint, the pillow on my face suddenly revealed a tiny gap, and I tried to breathe. I took the pillow away and threw it on the ground. I saw two men fighting in front of me.

Frade grabbed a vase from the table and smashed it on the man's head. The glass clashed against his head and the man fell to the ground immediately. Frade dropped the vase and ran to my bedside to hold me.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." In fact, if he had come a minute later, I would have literally suffocated.

"Who is he?" I asked.

"Let me see." Frade went over and pulled off the man's mask. I got out of bed and followed.

The man had a deep scar on his brow. I remember this man. He was the bouncer at the cabin that day. He's Mikeal 's man.

"It's Mikeal . Mikeal must have sent him to kill me," I said. "I remember this man."

"I have to get rid of him." Just as Frade was about to pull out his phone to make a call, I remembered Liv.

"We should go check on Liv," I said quickly. "Mikeal might try to do the same to her."

So Frade and I rushed to Liv's room as fast as we could, but luckily she was just asleep. She asked when she awoke to our voices.

"What's going on?" Liv sat up with her arms propped up on the bed, and I quickly walked over to her bedside and put a pillow on her back.

"I have to call Mark first and have him come over," Frade said. "There's one more problem."

"What's he talking about?" Liv asked, puzzled.

"Someone just came into my room pretending to be a doctor and tried to kill me," I said, trying not to freak Liv out. "Mikeal sent him."

"How did he know you were here?" Liv asked incredulously.

"I don't know," I said. "Maybe he had someone following me."

As far as I know, Mikeal is still under police investigation. Why would he have time to send someone out looking for me? And he found my hospital in such a short time. This is not something that ordinary people can do.

Liv looked down, lost in thought, and after a while she looked up abruptly and said to me, "Eva, I just thought of something strange."

"What?"

"When I was done with my mother's funeral, I decided to come back. I didn't tell anyone about it. But before I left, I got a call from an apartment manager, who urged me to pay the management fee. "I told him exactly when I was going back," Liv recalled, "As soon as I got home, the men stormed into my house. They threatened me to hand over the flash drive. But how did they know I had it?"

"It looks like they came prepared," I said, reflecting on the events of the past few days, "Unless they knew you had the flash drive, and they knew exactly when you were going home, which is why they were waiting for you near your house."

Liv and I looked at her phone on the nightstand at the same time, and suddenly we understood something. Frade and Mark enter the room, and Mark looks at Liv nervously.

"Are you okay?" Mark asked.

"I'm fine," Liv said to Mark in a softer tone than usual. "Don't worry."

I saw Mark's tense face finally relax. He said to Frade, "I'll have someone take care of that."

"Clean it up before the police find it."

When Frade mentioned the word "Police," I came to my senses, and I said to Liv.

"When you were at the police station, did the cops look at your phone?"

"I remember during the interrogation, I asked to go to the bathroom," Liv recalled. "My phone was on the table. Maybe that's when they took advantage of it."

"You just have to open the phone to see if it's bugged," I said.

"It's easy. And you don't have to break the phone," Mark says, picking up Liv's phone. "Can I?"

Liv nods, but Mark doesn't do anything special. He just clicked on Liv's phone and downloaded some software. After a few minutes, Mark spoke as if he had discovered a new world.

"Look, I found location-tracking software and listening plug-ins," Mark says, "It must have been installed on your phone and hidden so you wouldn't notice. This software will transfer your call directly to the designated computer. Some of the monitoring software comes with the ability to turn on the camera automatically so that others can not only listen in, but also monitor."

"This is horrible," Liv said, horrified. "Can they find out where we are?"

"But it doesn't matter. I've deleted them all," Mark says, handing the phone back to Liv. "And I've installed a firewall to keep people out."

"Thank you," Liv said, taking the phone and immediately stuffing it into a drawer and closing it.

"The hospital is not safe now," Frade said. "You have to be moved to a safe place to recover. I will send more people here to protect you tonight, and tomorrow morning I will arrange for you to go to my grandmother's estate."

"As long as Mikeal is alive, he's not going to leave me alone."

I'm afraid he knows about Gina's death, and that's why he's coming after me.

"I just got the news," Frade said in a low voice that sounded like bad news.

"Mikeal made bail," he said, "Even if I send the police information that he and Ron are involved in arms smuggling, he can still grant bail. I spoke to someone at the police station, and now all the police seem to be silent on the matter. A number of media outlets have also retracted reports of Mikeal's arms smuggling, and only the Logan family-owned newspapers are reporting the story."

"Could someone help Mikeal?" I thought that if the police could install wiretaps on Liv's phone, someone in the police department would be working for Mikeal.

"This guy's background must be more complicated than we thought," Frade said, "But I have also given the police the papers signed by Jenny. The police picked Jenny up at the airport. With her testifying against Ron, the Moors will be done this time. I'll send word to Ron that if he testifies against Mikeal, I'll make it easier for him in prison."

I have to hand it to Frade for being so thorough. All I can do now is wait for Ron's trial. Given Ron's fearsome nature, he would have told the truth about Mikeal's involvement in arms smuggling.

I had to be patient, but my heart still felt uneasy. Who the hell is this guy helping Mikeal?