Chapter 8 ~ Run

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   I follow John Redman inside his house and while he gets rid of the wet attire in a back room I go through my phone. Number 5 has texted me a few times but I ignore them. I'm not looking for a booty call and that is the only time I speak to her, for she believes we can be something more.

"May I call you John?" I ask politely. He is now shaking up the fire. After he says yes I ask him to take a look at the two pictures in my hand, watching his expression closely.

"These girls were found in the alley this past Monday, dead and I've come to learn that you might have some information for me about what happened to them."
The man sitting across from me stiffens as he stares at the pictures. I can sense his despair.

"They're both beautiful ladies...." he says in a timely manner, " but who are you? I believed you just came here to seek shelter."

"But yet you've let me in, even though you don't know who I am. Don't worry, I am not here to hurt you. I just need some information, and I believe you would like these girls to have justice." I reply.

I watch as Mr. Redman processes what I'm saying, looking at me from head to toe. He is taking in my shades, watch, black attire and my duffle bag on the floor next to the chair I'm sitting on. There is no way I'm telling him I'm a detective. He might call the station with information when the case is closed there. I whip out a card and hand it to him.

"There is my contact information. I'm going to leave now, but call me if you would like to share."
Mr. Redman stands to let me out and pauses as he gets to the door.
"Why have you taken interest into these girls?" He asks. Now we're getting somewhere.

"John, I am a watchman for one of these girls' parents. Siria," I lied, pointing to the blonde'a picture. "Her parents are very well off Russians you see. They are in that country, but sent me here to watch their daughter from afar. Sometimes she slips from under my watch because I was ordered to not let her know I am here reporting to her parents. Now I have 3 days before they check in with me again and they will want answers. I need your help. If you refuse to tell me what happened that night I will have to take measures in order to get you to talk."

  John buys my story and hesitates one last time before saying
" I never saw any faces. I only was able to make out five men in heavy boots. They were dressed in black and red, and I think all of them had one arm covered in a snake tattoo. Also, they wore gloves with the letters FA engraved. I don't know what you can do with that but that's all I got before one of them saw me and I ran away."
In seconds I realise this situation is more messed up than I imagined and I wish I could go back and turn time around.

" You say one of these guys saw you?" I ask.

" Well as he looked around I fled. I think so but I'm not sure. I hope you can find out who they are so you can tell that girls parents," he tells me.  

"John, I know who those people are. And I know for sure, that they saw you. They're looking for you. Listen you need to get out of here. You need to run as far and as quickly as you can before they find you.. and kill you. "

I leave before Redman can say anything else. He better git before dawn.

The Draqs do not leave loose ends. He is lucky if he isn't a dead man in 48 hours.
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