Truth

-Hint-

"Eat this or starve," the man said with a menacing tone as he handed Jane a plate.

"I'd rather face death," Jane boldly replied, rejecting the offer.

"You're way too confident for someone in your situation," the man remarked.

"Mr. Peter, your boss isn't my biggest concern. Am I only here because he's seeking revenge for his time in the mental hospital, where he rightfully belongs? Or maybe he'll manipulate Sara into loving him just to send me back. Oh, here's a better one; he might use Matheo as a pawn to harm him once more, just to control me. Is that the threat I should fear?" Jane taunted her own fears.

"Michael! I'm Michael, no more Mr. Peter nonsense. You really don't know anything, do you? Jad isn't the final boss, trust me. The real enemy is the last person you can expect, and hell be the lady one you think about before you sleep for a long time."

"And who is this person?" Jane asked.

"Listen, I'm just here for the money, they'll send me to London in some time. But Jad seeks revenge, and this time it's on a whole different level. He didn't target Matheo out of personal vendetta; he was paid to do it. Time will reveal everything, but by then, it'll be too late," Michael ominously warned before retreating to the couch.

"You didn't answer me though. Who's the final boss?" Jane inquired once more, her curiosity piqued.

"None of your business for the moment." Jad's voice filled the room as he entered, holding some documents.

"Listen Jane, we're not here to harm you, well maybe a little, but if you just cooperate, you and your baby will be safe," Jad began, trying to reassure her.

"How did you know?" Jane questioned, her eyes narrowing in suspicion.

"We have a professional stalker here. So professional that even Angelina fell for him," Jad teased.

"Leave Angelina out of this! This is between you and me! She has nothing to do with any of this," Jane asserted, fiercely protecting one of the dearest people in her life.

"Don't fret, she'll be fine. Just give her a call, say whatever it takes to make them think you're okay. I can't have them messing up my masterpiece. And don't even think about spilling anything to her, or you'll regret it," he warned sternly, retrieving his phone from his pocket and dialing her number.

"Hello? Who's this?" Angelina's voice resonated through the phone.

"It's me, Jane!" she replied, her voice trembling with emotion.

"Oh God! Jane, where are you? It's been a week, how could you vanish like this? Where are you?" Angelina scolded, her concern palpable.

"I'm safe, Angelina. I'm at my grandma's house, Rose, having some good time with her. They were filming a movie in her town, and they found out about me. They offered me a job editing some scenes since I'm graduating soon. I couldn't reach out earlier because I'm out of town, and my phone broke. I just got a new one. Please don't worry about me and don't call too often; I'm swamped here. Let Matheo know I'm alright and that he should watch the film; it's right up his alley with all the horror, kidnapping, and Mafia elements. I'll catch up with you when I can. Bye!"

With this Jad hang up.

"Good job!"

~

As John swung open the door, he was met with a startled Angelina.

"Already missing me?" He teased.

"Jane called!" Angelina gasped, trying to catch her breath.

"That's a relief! Where is she?" John inquired eagerly.

"No, it's not good news! She mentioned she was at her grandma's, Rose."

"This is your "not good news"?" John's tone shifted, sensing Angelina's unease.

"Her grandma Rose passed away ten years ago!" Angelina delivered the somber news with a heavy heart.

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Word count: 641 words.

Author's note:

Well I guess few are the ones with the same level of courage and intelligence as Jane. If I was at her place I would be crying and would probably told Angelina "I went to my parents at Greece I'm alright!"

I'm way too young to be in this situation anyway! 😭

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