With the whole world after me I have no where else to go except... fuck why is this shit happening when I'm at the brink of connecting the dots together, I thought as I ran across the street trying to be as discreet as possible. I need to get to the safe house as fast as possible
Once I got to one of the many safe houses I have access to I quickly contacted the all mother. I then dialled the emergency line that was untraceable and secure.After a few rings someone on the other side of the call picked up.
"Mission compromised" I said to the other person on the line.
" I know, pick up will be there in 30 minutes. Get ready . Is Cleanup required at you're apartment.?" she asked
" Negative. " I replied. Even though the logical thing would be to organise a cleanup in my old apartment to wipe off all my prints and any connections to the station as well as Pedro , I can still salvage this mission. I need to keep everything intact to prove my innocence.
A minutes after I had ended the call I was sitting and pondering on the events that had just unfolded.
Just then a dozen of masked men bombarded In to the safe house and fished over to me. Instead of fighting them off I just sat still and waited while they blindfolded me and handcuffed me.
Jesus this couldn't be any more predictable, like really. Can't they just send one guy to pick me up? Like seriously?
" Alright how long is this going to take ?" I asked, my voice loud enough for severe one of them to hear. Silence. Fucking assholes.
After about 30 minutes, the van suddenly came to a stop. We are here I thought as I was grabbed harshly and dragged out. What the actual fuck , don't I have legs anymore coz I'm pretty sure I can still fucking walk. Which is why I see no reason as to why I'm being dragged out. Fucking pieces of shit.
I was dragged out and escorted to a building of some sorts. Once I was seated on a metal chair one of the assholes removed my blindfold thus allowing me to not only see but also study my surroundings. I was in an underground interpretation room of some sort...
" What the fuck is this , why in the actual hell am I in the dungeon? " I asked all the while seething. Like for fucks sake. Why is the all mother doing this shit.?
" We need to take nessesary precautions.... After all you are the daughter of Fredrick Swarez. Isn't that right 'Raven'? She asked. What the hell is this shit. Does doctor Layne also believe that I hacked my stations database and I might have somehow turned and have started working for Fredrick Swarez?
"You know that doesn't mean shit to me. That motherfucker murdered his wife, my mother."I replied
" Well well well,still as feisty I see. But honestly Raven, what happened with your mission, and how in the fuck are you a globally wanted fugitive? " she asked.
I'm being fucking framed ... Obviously!!!.
" I am not sure but I think it was Swarez senior. Pedro has-been very actively lately. Fucker even had the balls to not only personally hand himself over to me but he also had the nerve to escape not long after. He has been personally targeting me. I think he knows about my real identity. He was the one who hacked into the N.Y.P.Ds database and he was able to frame me since he had broken into my apartment. And as for my prints being on Skylar's corpse, he must have gotten my D.N.A From the apartment. I'm talking finger prints and strands of my hair. " I explained to doctor Layne.
" Interesting, but question is why , what would he gt out of making you a global fugitive? I mean that hardly seems like a way to rekindle with family. " she asked .
" He is trying to isolate me so I have no where to go but the Mafia. And I think he knows that I'm onto him" I replied.
"Elaborate" she stated simply.
_______________________________________
I am deeply Sorry 😔 for not updating as regularly as I should. It's exam time and let's just say I'm drowning in a sea of endless study sessions and stress. Please 🙏🥺 bare with me. I haven't abandoned y'all 😅.
So...... What do y'all think about this chapter? Comments please...
Does anyone see the shift in Snow's personality.....? a little less antisocial.
Do y'all think our Witty protagonist might be turning over a new leaf?
And also guys just wanted to ask about the books cover? Is it good or ...? If not please let me know so we can work together to find a cover worthy of representing our fiesty Detective Snow.
PS... Sorry for babbling 😅.
Bye now.
*Kelly*
YOU ARE READING
Golden Snow
Mystery / Thriller"Freeze ! " I shouted, standing in front of the most notorious Mafia King in New York. " What are you going to do Detective? Shoot me in the middle of the Brooklyn bridge, infront of all these innocent people?" he smirked. This fucker had the nerve...
