Airbourne | A Diggy Simmons Story |

Chapter 99

You guys, I'm seriously laying in bed just listening to this mess outside. I'm in Houston so if you've been watching the news or you're actually here or nearby, you know we're having major thunderstorms and rain from Hurricane Harvey 😕 If you're experiencing this I pray that you're safe and sheltered.

*August*

Yn's POV

Yn: "What do you mean you know who killed my husband," I semi yelled.

Mr. Blake: "Keep your voice down," he said as he looked back at the door where a guard was standing. "And I mean what I said, I know who killed Alex."

Yn: "We all know who killed Alex. He's in prison."

Mr. Blake: "No he is not. Someone took his place."

I sat there in disbelief. None of this was making any sense.

Yn: "So tell me what you know."

Mr. Blake: "It all goes back to Kelsey. The woman I hired to keep tabs on Daniel. I didn't expect her to have so much vengeance against me for her ending up in prison. I also didn't know she was so vindictive. She hired someone to kill Alex because she couldn't stand you being happy."

Yn: "Obviously she wasn't the only one who didn't want to see me happy. Did you forget you tried to ruin my life Joshua! You made me lose a baby!"

Mr. Blake: "I know and I regret it everyday. I was upset, okay? I never meant to actually hurt you."

Yn: "Well you sucked at that. If you would've never introduced her to our family, I would still be married to the father of my children. If you really want to help me, tell Markel everything you know," I said with tears falling now.

Mr. Blake: "I promise I will, sweetheart," he said as he placed his hands on top of mine. I quickly pulled them away and put them in my lap. "How are the kids?"

Yn: "They're fine."

Mr. Blake: "Senior sent me pictures of them. They're beautiful. How old are they now?"

Yn: "Grayson's five and the twins just turned one."

Mr. Blake: "Wow. I've missed so much."

Yn: "Yeah you have. I have to go talk to Markel," I said as I got up to leave.

Mr. Blake: "Will you be back," he asked hopeful.

Yn: "Yeah probably not."

Mr. Blake: "I would like it if you did."

Yn: "And I would like to find my husband's killer."

I left, still upset that I thought the killer was behind bars and that he was just some drunk driver. I drive home, calling my mom in the process.

Mrs. Blake: "Hey honey."

Yn: "Mom," I sniffle."I need to talk to you."

Mrs. Blake: "What's wrong Yn?"

Yn: "I went to see Joshua and," I couldn't finish as I began to cry hysterically. I was driving blind at this point. "Mommy! It was all a lie," I cried out.

Mrs. Blake: "Where are you?"

Yn: "I'm on the road."