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Image of the cafe Lockey and his father met at

Sorry for such a late update. I've been in America for the pass two weeks on holidays and have just returned yesterday so I really didn't have time to update the book. Anyway I hope you enjoy this update even though it is shorter than most of the chapters I've written.

Dedication: RashaudEstes ( thanks Hun for all the votes you've given this book. They have been a really motivation to keep writing this book and I totally appreciate all your support.)

Well Till next time lovvies
Ayinonimous

Lockeys POV

The next morning I was the first to wake up, which was really unusual for me because I love to sleep and I usually let the alarm clock ring out before I get up. But yesterday i was up all night thinking about John ,unable to sleep with the constant thought of his somehow getting his grubby hands on James.I feel like everytime I try to get away from him ,he somehow manages to drag himself back into my life. It's like a never ending battle that consists of me always losing.

I just laid in bed after his phone call ,a hundred different scenarios that could possible happen if he gets a hold of James ,running through my mind as I stared up at the ceiling.

'What the hell does he want? Why can't he just...leave us alone? He deserves everything that he gets so why bother avoiding the inevitable.'And the worst part of it all is that I didn't have any answers to any of those questions.

As I walked to the bathroom to get dressed I passed by the huge mirror in our bedroom, noticing the signs of a sleepless night written all over my face. I looked absolutely horrifying. My eyes were red from being open for so long ,my face had a sickly pair colour to it and to top it off I felt awful inside. I shook my head and entered the bathroom ,settling for a quick splash of water on my face and a quick brush of my teeth. Putting on some black jeans ,white and black checkered shirt and my leather jacket ,I gave James a quick peck on the lips before I made my way downstairs. I wasn't feeling hungry so I didn't bother spending any more time at the apartment.

Making my way down towards my car i sent a short text to my dad ,confirming the place we were suppose to meet up at. In all honesty I was eager to see my dad, hoping he'd have a quick solution to this problem. I just couldn't bear the thought of John roaming these streets any longer. It's too big of a risk and right now ,James and the baby's safety is my first priority.

Slipping into my car I hugged the steering wheel to my chest for a few seconds ,trying to
relieve the stress I felt, before shoving the key into the ignition ,listening to the car turn over as it roared to life. The pale luminescence of my digital watch read 10:40 ,reminding me that I only had ten minutes to spare before our meeting.

"No!." I groaned out in annoyance ,the set of electrically operated lights changing from the warning Amber to the bloodshot red.

'Just my luck!.'

It took about 20 minutes for the lights to turn green and by then I was officially late for our meeting. Making a quick decision to take a different route ,I skilfully made a u-turn and pressed hard on the accelerator. Parking carefully in middle of the designated squared box ,I hurriedly stepped out of the car and shoved some dollars into the ticket machine to pay the meter. Rushing towards the entrance of the cafe ,I gave the area a quick glance around for any sign of my dad. Spotting him seated in a secluded area beside the window ,I slowly strolled towards his direction. Gently tapping him on the shoulder ,he almost jumped out of his seat in shock causing him to mistakenly spill some of his coffee onto the table. Pulling some tissue out the small box ,placed on the table, he quickly cleans up the spill.

"Sorry for that...I didn't mean to scare you and cause you to spill your coffee."I apologized slipping in the seat opposite him.

"It's alright...I shouldn't have been daydreaming in the first place." He said once he'd settled back down into his seat." So what held you back for so long?...you were suppose to be here thirty minutes ago."

"Yeah I'm sorry about that...but unfortunately I couldn't control the traffic."I explained ,pulling off my jacket.

"Before we get started I just have to ask...Are you ok?. You look awful." My dad confirmed ,looking a bit worried.

"Thanks for the compliment dad." I replied back sarcastically ,a little bit offended by his comment.

"Sorry. I didn't mean for it to come out that way...you just- I just thought I should ask."

"It's fine. To be honest I feel like shit but I'll be fine as soon as we find a solution to this dilemma."

"Okay then...let's get down to business."he declared pushing aside his lone cup of coffee and pulling out two thick files from underneath the table.

"Well last night after receiving your phone caIl I'd searched through some old files and had fortunately come across names of acquaintances ,John had associated himself with in the past." He explained ,sliding both of the files across the table towards me.

"And.."I added anxious to know what he'd found out as I flipped through the documents.

"Well seeing that as an opportunity i'd sent them off to be analysed by a close friend who'd worked as a private investigator. And you wouldn't believe what he'd discovered.!"

"What did he find?." I asked getting a little bit revved up myself.

"Well it had been recorded that both men ,Jeffrey Maher and Kyle dassel, had been arrested alongside the infamous John a few years ago on possession of drugs. Normally they were all charged and sentenced for a maximum of 2 years in prison but strangely John had been let off on bail after allegedly claiming that the two men had forced him to be apart of their drug dealing activities. No witness was brought forth to testify against his statement and his was immediately released."

"Okay so what does that have to do with the situation we are in now ."

"Well imagine ,if I had betrayed your trust and sent you to jail ,blaming everything we both had a hand in on you ,you would most definitely want revenge ,right?. So I came up with an idea of us maybe contacting both men and somehow convincing them to be a witness to john's conniving and illegal ways in court."

"Hmm...That sounds like a good plan but the only problem is...how could we possibly get in contact with either of them when John basically has everyone in this town wrapped around his finger?. One way or another He is going to find out about this and that's only going to anger him even more!."I whispered ,looking at him in uncertainty.

"I know ,I know...that's something I still have to work on but I promise you ,I'll find a way. Just trust me." He pleaded

"I do trust you."

'All I hope is that this trust I have in you doesn't end up stabbing  me in the back.'

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