The Debt of Love {The Fractured Hearts Series Book 1}

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𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘿𝙚𝙗𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚

𝙄𝙣𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙩 006

𝙃𝙖𝙯𝙚𝙡'𝙨 𝙥𝙤𝙫

Beep! Beep! Beep! Those were the sounds I heard as I started to gain consciousness. Opening my eyes, with my sight very much blurry.
Finally, my sight had cleared. I looked at my surroundings to know where I was. I am in the hospital?

What happened that I'm in the hospital? I sat upright as a very mighty headache struck me. I held my pain with my left hand as I supported myself up with my right hand, why am I even in the hospital? I tried to remember but nothing came. My head was just blank.

A male nurse was strolling through the hallway as I whistled trying to gain his attention. He looked over to the room I was in, as he charged into the room with a wide grin on his face.

"You're awake!" His voice sounded all delightful and surprised. I looked at him in confusion.

"You've been out for a week now since we picked you up from the road. It looks like you had an accident, some passerby said you were hit by a vehicle while some said you were drunk and passed out on the roadside" He explained further more. What does he mean, I had an accident or I was drunk and passed out on the road? What was he saying? I still gave him the same confused and unknowingly look as his eyes widened in shock. "Don't tell me you don't remember anything that happened to you?" He asked, in a panicked voice.

I gave him a straight face as he looked at me waiting for an answer. "Well, I don't even remember my own age or my name" I said shrugging my shoulders.

"Woah!" He exclaimed. "Is it that bad?" I asked. He nodded answering me. He excused himself from the ward claiming to go get the doctor that was assigned to take care of me while I am still detained at the hospital.

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To what seemed like forever, the doctor finally walked in with a note pad. "Hi madam. I'm doctor Larry. I was informed by a nurse now that you said you don't seem to remember anything at all?" He said more of a question than a statement.

I nodded my head, "Yeah! The nurse is right. I don't seem to remember anything at all" I said plainly. He took in a long breath before exhaling, looks like I have already pissed them up. Well, it's certainly not my fault that j have amnesia.

"Looks like you've got amnesia" He said as he scrolled through the notepad in his hand. "By the way, your name is Hazel Brown and you're twenty two years old. Uhmm, well that was all we could gather about you and a number was dropped by some guy who goes by the name Antonio. Do you sorta remember anyone bearing that name?" He asked.
Is he really asking me this stupid question? I just told him I can't remember shit, not even the year we are in and now he's asking me if I can remember any guy that goes by the name Antonio?

"Are you dumb? Stupid or dumb! Huh?" I yelled but only in my head that only me could hear. He finally caught my expression.

"I'd go make the phone call real quick now! Make sure not to go anywhere!" He said in a firm tone, leaning me alone in the ward once more. I rolled my eyes at him

ᵒⁿˡʸ ᵃ ᵈᵘᵐᵇ ᵖᵉʳˢᵒⁿ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ˡᵉᵃᵛᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᵒˢᵖⁱᵗᵃˡ ᵏⁿᵒʷⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉʸ ʲᵘˢᵗ ˡᵒˢᵗ ᵗʰᵉⁱʳ ᵐᵉᵐᵒʳʸ ᵃⁿᵈ ˡⁱᵗᵉʳᵃˡˡʸ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ᵃⁿʸᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵒʳˡᵈ ʳⁱᵍʰᵗ ⁿᵒʷ!

𝘼𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙤'𝙨 𝙋𝙤𝙫

"Are you sure of what you're saying?" I asked Lit as Rage and anger started to build up inside of me. Only if I could grab that motherfucker right now and beat the hell out of him or even kill him.

"Yes! He goes by the name Yasir Mahn. His headquarters is located in Saudi Arabia but he has a branch here in spain and also in Portugal" He read out from the file that Antonio took from the Fbi's system he had hacked earlier.

"The motherfucker has branches and even head quarters?" I asked as my fist clenched and unclenched due to the Rage and anger building up inside of me. Why in the world would you do organ harvesting and human traffick them? Performing organ harvesting on dead bodies is cool but on live people? And not just live people but live young teenage girls and new born babies.

I see this Yasir Mahn is some sort of psycho. The Fbi has been trying to apprehend him for a while now but they haven't. His case has been running for the past three and half years but he has to meet his end.
Antonio walked into my office, making my attention drift to him.

"I'd arrange how we would ambush him but we would need to blend in. Track him down until I tell you when we'd go. You can leave now, Lit" I discharged him as he nodded leaving my office.

"Hola primo hernano"  I greeted him as he sat down on the chair facing me. Seeing Antonio is getting better from that gunshot he had on his arm makes me so happy. I don't like it when he gets harm and when it's my fault it something.

[Translation: Hello Cousin Brother]

He flashed me a quick, genuine smile as his face went serious in a matter of seconds. "I've got something to tell you" His voice was firm. I raised my left brows at him knowing fully well that his voice doesn't get firm only if he has an important thing to say.

"Dilo todo! Estoy preparado" I said as I waited for him to spill whatever he wants to share with me.

[Translation: Spill it out! I'm ready]

"It's concerning the family you executed a week ago" He began

"Which one?" I teased making him smile a little. "Their daughter is awaken. I got a call from the hospital today that she has woken up" He said.

"What do you mean woken up? I thought Lit said he had killed her! And how did they even get a line to contact you?" I queried becoming really curious. Why do they have his digits?

"Bro! Chillax. Lit didn't confirm her dead. He just hit her with the limo" He explained.

"And how do you know this?"

"I've got eyes everywhere cousin! Back to the topic. I hacked into her phone and knew her location, then I hacked into her father's phone and texted the hospital telling them to call the number I had sent to them. Now she is awake" My eyes widened at what he had just explained. How the fuck is he so good at all of this computer shit!

"She's awake?" I asked. He nodded, mouthing 'Yes'.

"How is any of that our business? I mean she can rot in the hospital for all I care. I basically don't give a damn about her existence" I blurted out in annoyance. How is her been conscious any of my business?

"You need a female to lure the man you want to capture right?" He asked.

"You mean Yasir?" I asked. He denied. "Cole! The pedophile?" My eyes widened in realization. I do need her. With the little view of her I saw on the day of execution of her parents, she looked kinda young. I bet she isn't more than seventeen.

I stood on my feet. "Tenemos que ir al hospital entonces, porque la voy a llevar a casa" He smirked at my comment, standing up with me and following me......

[Translation: We have to go to the hospital then because I'm bringing her home]......