Secrets

Part 8

            *"What the hell are you thinking brother? You know I'm a fucking agent. Why the hell are you turning to a life of crime. You know this is a dark path. What about y/n?" Tom screamed into the phone at his brother.*

           *"Brother, I have power now, money to shower y/n with the things she most desires. I'm a boss, I'm a respected part of the community now." Willam clipped back. Pacing the balcony of the of a private villa that he had rented that viewed the coast of Spain for you. He watched as you sat out by the pool sun bathing with your swim top off. *
            *"William, that's not respect, that fear. They fear you." Tom sighed heavily. God he wanted to throttle his brother. If he only knew where his brother was, he would bring him in. But the problem was, that his brother was only talking about it. He had yet to be seen as part of the mob yet. So they would only let him go, if Tom was to bring him in.*

           *"Fear, respect? Doesn't matter they know me, I'm someone, not some lackey taking orders and never getting anywhere in life, brother. You of all people should know how that feels. Think of it brother you could join me, have any girl you want hell you could have more then one girl." William cooed. Tom could practically hear the smirk in his voice.*

          *"Until they grow tired of you, or you become an inconvenience and then what? And what of y/n? What would happen to her? What if your whole operation goes down in flames, are you going to watch her get arrested or worse killed. You clam that she is the one in faceted you just asked her to Marry you, and yet you're playing a dangerous game in which she might end up hurt or killed." *

         Tom parked his car, making her way towards the MI-6 building, rushing inside past the security checkpoint. His heart was racing, god if his brother was still alive he would kill him, himself. For putting you in the middle of this. Passing a few people as he made is way to the main office. He was done with this waiting game he was going to make his move with or with out their blessing. He was done pretending, you didn't know anything about what his brother was up to. As he throw the door open walking into the office. Tom slammed the ransom note down on the desk.

          "They, have her." He Practically yelled. As he looked at the balding man sitting at the desk. The man picked up the note, pulling his glasses down from his head to read. Tom paced the room waiting for some kind of reaction from his boss. "We need to get her out." Tom hissed breaking the silence. The man finally looked back at Tom.

           "When you went under cover to spy on your brother fiancé. Didn't you say that you suspected her of being part of your brothers crime ring?" The man calmly stated. Tom finally stopped pacing the room to look at the man. "Are you sure this isn't some ploy, to get you to expose yourself and the agency. Are your sure your even thinking straight."

             "She is not involved, she is just a naïve little girl that feel for my idiotic brothers charm. She has nothing to do with his other life he had it hidden from her. One of the Russian tried coming after her the night before. Like I said earlier. They think my brother is still alive." Tom hissed.

            "It's sounds like you've fallen for this girl. Please tell you didn't fuck her too? Your job was only to get more intelligence. Find what all your brother was hiding."

          "Are we going to save the girl are not." Tom hissed ignoring his boss. "This might be are only chance at getting to the Russian mob." Tom had slammed his hand on the desk.

        *Autumn breeze rushed around you. Leaves crunches under your feet. You were bundled up in you favorite pea coat, your rose and skull scarf wrapped around you neck. Brown Boots covered your black legs. As your sweater dress peaked out from under your coat. Hot cider in your gloved hands as you strolled along Hyde Park for the first time. This was your first time in England. It had been a dream of yours to visit. And here you were in central London in October. Minding your own business as you watched the geese honking and waddle along side the pond. Unaware of the man running towards her looking down at his phone. In an incident was when You life would change. As you fell to the Ground your cider going everywhere including the man that was currently residing on top of you. *