Day 2 From is POV

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Yesterday had the potential to be great. Starting off my day with the woman of my dreams. It's been over twenty-four hours since I've heard her voice and I'm growing impatient. Ona said she would wake up. It's just hard to say when. I can't punish Marylyn for what she did, but I know the stress of working on Ellis, set everything off. By proxy the people responsible for that, are at fault.

"Update," I walk into the bar, taking off my suits jack, carefully folding and placing it one of the clean tables. The clean up crew's been here all night. They better have some good news for me.

"A guy named Ki, created the bomb. He's a chemist based out of South Segovia. He claims his wife was kidnapped and he was forced to make it." Chris approaches using a rag to wipe the blood from his hands.

"I take it you didn't believe him," I notice the small splatters of blood on his face a shirt.

"No, it tracks. This is from the delivery guy. Ellis didn't think anything was suspicious, because it wasn't. The bomb was placed in a Vodka Mils box, and delivered with the regular shipment. Cory was paid to switch a box. His loyalty is not with us." Chris explains, wiping his face. Tossing the rag on the table.

"Are you the chemist?" I point to the only unfamiliar face in the room. Plus, he looks frightened. Like his life could end any moment. Chris must've put on a show.

"Yes-Yes-Sir." He quickly stands, trembling, sweat running down his face.

"Have a seat." I gesture taking the one across from him. He reeks of fear.

"I-I-I" he shakes the whole way down.

"Chris, why is he still here?" I asks, checking my phone after the fifth back to back text alert.

Baby sister: ZYLA IS UP!!!!
Baby brother: how is she feeling?
Baby sister: she said fine but I can tell she's in some pain.
Baby brother: anything we can do to help?
Baby sister: I think we are good for now.
Me: I'll be there soon. Have Gloria fix her something to eat. Have Monty fix up the entertainment room. And pack for the warehouse, training will start today.
Baby sister: already done I had a feeling I would be going today. Oh, I think she was a little disappointed you weren't here. But I could be delusional.

"The story added up but he didn't. Your wife gets kidnapped, you're forced to make a bomb or she dies. They kill her, you still make the bomb and they let you go free? On top of that when we picked you up, you were dining with your girlfriend. That's what she call herself. So we did some digging. You went to school with Jake Harrington. You're his kids godfather right?" Chris pulls up a chair right next to Ki, talking directly in his ear.

"He said he could help me get rid of my problems. Please don't kill me. I will tell you what ever you want to know." He pleads with his hands clasps together.

"You tried to destroy my bar, triggering a chain of stressful events in my life. To kill your wife? "I back hand him out the chair on to the ground.

"I-I" he stutters, curing into a ball on the floor

"Take him to the warehouse. I'll be sending Mikaela there for training today." I resist the urge to shatter his head into a million pieces. Now that I know who's behind all of this, the why and how became clear.

"Mikaela?" Chris turns to me in shock.

"Yes." I grin, getting up from the table. If I stay here any longer, I'll take this man apart piece by piece.

Jake's grandfather is the only vessel strong enough to contain the beast for three generations. There's no law a beast has to stay within one family, just strong enough to contain it. Naturally they do stay within a family but I think it's due to the similarities between the new and old vessel. He's believes he's strong enough to interrupt my transition and contain the snow beast himself.

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