The Incomer : Hated by death ✔

The last word

                  Three days had passed since Debbie went into hiding . On the first day, she drove away from Marylebone as soon as she received the note. At night, past ten, she ringed up to Luke.

"Debbie where are you at this late hour?" inquired Luke, panicked.

"Luke, listen carefully, don't panic. Today morning I received a threat from the black hawks. I think Zack is in grave danger. So right now I'm following Zack with the signal from his GPS tracker. I.." Debbie continued but Luke interrupted.

"What? A threat? Are you insane? You are following death itself!"

"I know. I know. But I can't watch someone die when I know, I can prevent it. Now listen. I want you to meet the Supreme court attorney. His name is Craddock, I suppose. He has been handling the cases related to black hawks, so give him the video, he'll finish the case immediately. After that, if I'm alive, I'll come back." said Debbie

"Shut up. Don't tell like that. I'll do whatever I can to save you." panicked Luke

"Thank you" said Debbie, holding back her tears, "Don't try calling me. I'll call you back."

"Take care" said Luke and Debbie cut the call. Tears rolled down her cheeks. She felt everything was her fault. If she hadn't encouraged Zack to get a evidence against the black hawks, they would've been safe. She blamed herself for everything.

After driving for an hour, Zack's GPS signal finally came to a halt. She ended up in Reading. Reading was a large town in Berkshire to the west of Marylebone. Reading was a place of great historical importance in London, but the place where the GPS signal came from was - The After night club.

 The lights were very dim inside the club, and there were merely four people inside. She got nervous, as she realized that she just followed the signal blindly without any precautions. What if the black hawks attack her in this dark and forsaken place? No one would know who attacked her, as among the four, two were drunk very badly that they said

"Hey see, this man has got a very long hair!" on seeing Debbie and left the club. Among the rest two, one was sleeping on the couch and another was filling his glasses up to the rim from the tavern. The man sleeping on the couch, covered his face with his overcoat so Debbie doubted whether it was Zack, but she didn't want to take risk. She assumed that Zack wasn't there and walked towards the exit.

Suddenly a hand grabbed her from behind. She yelled in terror but it was not heard as the man from behind closed her mouth.

"Shh..Debbie stop shouting. It's me, Zack." whispered Zack from behind.

"Zack, you asshole! You would've killed me before the black hawks!" said Debbie panting in relief.

"Sorry. Did you get caught by the black hawks?" said Zack and Debbie showed the note she received that morning and explained everything.

"Those morons are going to pay for this" said Zack crushing the note.

"Hey! What are you doing? That is an important evidence!" said Debbie, securing the note from him, "How are you going to make them pay when we are hiding from them?"

"We? I didn't receive such letters of love!" exclaimed Zack.

"Wait, are you telling you are not caught? Then why the hell I followed you risking my life?" lamented Debbie.

"Sorry, I couldn't call you as my phone broke after sending you the video. I didn't memorize your number too. But you've done a good job in both - getting the video to the court and following me here. This is my friend's place so you could be safe here, for this night." said Zack.