Patricia's POV
When we get to the hotel, I find it hard to get down from the car. Since Rob died I have not spent any night alone and suddenly panic sets in and it takes me a few seconds to notice my hand being squeezed in a comforting way.I turn to look at his face but despite the comforting squeeze his face still has no expression, just blank eyes staring into mine.
Are you ok? he finally asks
Yeah, its just I haven't spent the night alone since Rob stuff and....
Patricia I would stay if I could but I can't. I need to attend to something, work of course.He says letting go of my hand and I suddenly feel empty without his big hand on mine. The more I interact with him the more I want to know about him especially since he doesn't like to give anything away.I also find his presence calming sort of.You know, like that feeling of being safe.Maybe because he got Rob off me at the bar weeks ago.
Can I stay at your place tonight? I expected to see shock on his face but he remains unfazed.
I won't be home for another couple of hours, he says looking away. I don't say anything just staring down at my fingers regretting moving to this stupid town because of some stupid job I ended up losing.At least back home I have some friends I could always hand with and worse case stay home with my mum or something and as if he heard my thoughts he turns to look at me.
I guess you can stay, just one night. I'll be out for a couple of hours, I'll be back before you know it. Just try to stay out of trouble till I return and by that I mean go straight to bed ok? his voice has a warning tone to it which gets me a bit worried but for as long as I've known him, he seems to be a very private person besides why would I be snooping around his house.
Sure, I respond hoping this won't be a mistake.
The drive to his house was a long one and all through I kept wondering why anyone would drive this distance every night to a bar, though Sparks is really cool especially with our live shows. While we drove through the residential areas I kept hoping he would pull into one of the streets but no. We drove past all and almost as if we're leaving town then he took a left turn and down a very dark and lonely road. The road is untarred making the ride a bit bumpy and I'm starting to get scared.
The next turn he takes is like a bend that goes thru an underground tunnel and then level up again but this time I can see a big giant gate and walls, nothing fancy. I swallow hard and my saliva has become metallic in my mouth because of fear and he hasn't looked my way once since we left the motel.His face is hard like he's deep in thought or something and his grip on the steering hard.
Where is this place? I ask as we pull up to the gate which opens automatically but he doesn't respond, his gaze still forward.
You don't have to do this, I know my mum has some money stashed away.I can convince her to transfer it to you.I'm panicking now.
I don't need to drive this far to kill you so relax before you tell me anymore secrets I don't need to know.He's looking me straight in the eyes now which gives me the chills.I step out of the car anyway and follow him inside the house.I stop in my tracks as soon as we are inside. It's so amazing, so beautiful and well all the furniture and decorations look really expensive.
Wow, your house is really cool.I tell him still looking around.
I hope you like the guest house, it's not as cool he responds plainly picking a few things from a desk before leading me out to the guest house which is also very beautiful though no fancy chandellers or fancy wall art works, fish pond, etc but most beautiful guest house I've seen so far.
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Emergency Assassin
ActionPatricia Wells is a normal 25years old with crushed dreams and hustling to keep life going hasn't been easy but her life takes an unexpected turn when she falls for Tony Hawks an assassin who lives life on the edge.