Reflections [Complete]

Chapter 22

Arthit's POV

It had been months now since I had seen the blasted police report on my desk. That was one moment that will forever remain imprinted in my mind. No matter how much time passes on, I will never forget each and every emotion, every thought, every feeling that I experienced sitting on that chair that day. And every day that the vivid memory resurfaced I was taken over by the overwhelming urge to track down the asshole and slay him.

The only problem being, I had no fucking idea who it was. I had only a few scraps of information. A date. Potentially someone from this office seven years ago. The name of the lawyer. And the police officer that issued that report. The lawyer had long since died. The officer long since been transferred. No records of duplicate copies existed anywhere. The attachment with his drug report was missing. Kim was the only other person who knew anything, which was even lesser that the leads I had. So basically I was at a dead end.

But no matter how badly I wanted to know I would not ask Kong. Not unless he was ready to talk about it himself. And after months of this uncomfortable knowledge having lodged itself firmly between us he had not even attempted to mention it, so I stopped holding my breath. Some day he will be ready to talk about it. Share his past with me. But until then I couldn't simply wait around for him. I needed to figure out who it was. Kong might have been young and powerless at the time but that was not the case with me right now. If and when I ever manage to get my hands on him I was going to put on a world of hurt.

But first I needed to track him down. So I tried every big and small lead I could think of. Unfortunately, it was a few months before my family had gotten involved with the company, which means the records I had access to were limited and severely incomplete. And I kept hitting one road block after another. But one day weeks ago it finally struck me. Whoever the asshole was, had used the company lawyer to pull the police complaint, and since it was filed with company records, the lawyer would have also billed the company. And if I was extremely lucky, there would have been some record for that invoice.

And finally here it sat. Once again haunting my desk. The need for revenge so overwhelming that I found my hands shiver slightly as I picked up the files. I knew exactly what I was looking for and it took only but a few minutes before I read over the name. Again. And again. And again.

I snapped the folder shut and jerked out of my chair. I needed to get out of here. I needed to get away. Get out of my own skin. And I did the only thing I could think of. I am not even sure I was aware of how fast I was driving. I don't remember any of it. The roads I drove, the signals I crossed. None of it. All I know is before I knew what I was doing I found myself outside Kong's apartment.

"Arthit? Shouldn't you be at work right now?"

"I...uh...."

"What's wrong?"

"I think I need a hug."

And without a moment's hesitation he stepped forward and put his arms around me, pulling me deep into his chest, holding me as close as he could manage. I immediately snaked my hands around his back, squeezing him tightly, until I could clearly feel his heart beat against mine. Until I was assured that he was safe right now. That the reality of the past that I was just confronted with was just that. A nightmare of the past. That right this minute, this second, he was here in my arms. And that I didn't need to let him go. That I wouldn't lose him.

He didn't ask me anything. He didn't question any of my actions. He just allowed me to crush him into me. As tightly as I wanted. Soothingly rubbing my back as I buried my face into his neck, while I kept trying to fuse our bodies together. No matter how hard I tried I couldn't get him close enough to me. Close enough to eradicate this feeling inside me.