Chapter 1

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From the first day I set my eyes on her, I knew we were meant to be.

I was just done with school, got a job immediately at one of the biggest data controlling agencies. We controlled about 50% of the country's data.
As you would expect the pay was really good, enough to keep us from being tempted to sell information.
I was young, rich and a playboy, the third usually came after the first two.

The most attractive thing about Jane, that's her name, was she wasn't swayed by how much I had.
I enjoy a good chase and this right here was by far the most intriguing one of them all and believe me, I've had a lot.
I considered chasing women a sport and they in my bed the trophy.
Two months later, I had won this trophy.
At what cost though? My heart.
I had fallen in love with Jane.
I've had chases longer than this one and never fell in love, this one was different, she was different, it felt like she had studied me and trained to be all I'd ever want and it felt good.
I was intoxicated.

She often dropped by my office,  we would have steaming hot office sex and each time we both were hungry, so I usually would go to get some food while she stayed, cause she always said she was too tired, it inflated my ego everytime she said it, made me feel that I was so good.
I am.

June 3rd was our second month together but it was 3 months ago today that I had met Her.
On this morning I got a call,
"Yes, it's me David" I answered, "OK OK Sure that won't be a problem".
I was asked to stop by the police station on my way to work that morning. I did.

From that point, everything went so fast, from been handcuffed,then accused of treason, selling government secrets which lead to the death of about 23 undercover operatives over the past month, my trial in court and ultimately my death sentence.
There was evidence against me, hard evidence that the best lawyer couldn't save me, I had the money so I actually hired the best lawyer, all the information sent out was traced to have been sent from my computer.
I was to die by Electrocution.

Sitting in this death chair, wondering how many lives it had claimed before it'd claim mine, what crimes those people had committed, I saw her face across the room, tears were all over, she looked like she didn't mind coming to sit with me and die too.
She had been supportive all through, She had been my strength when I was at my weakest. The perfect lover.

"3..2..1..", were the last words I heard before I felt a huge jolt of electricity coursing through me.
It was all I needed to be brought back to my senses, maybe a little too late but it all made sense.
The secrets started getting leaked about a month ago, at around the same time she started coming to my office.
There were about 10 security breaches, she came at least twice weekly.
I knew nothing about her except her name, if that was really her name and that she worked at a gift shop, which I never visited, well, this was my fault I was always "busy".
She never revealed anything.
She spoke four different languages.
I didn't know about her family or any siblings.
She was too perfect, as I had earlier thought, like she was trained for me, She was.
I had fallen in love with a spy.
Then Darkness.

No one told me hell was cold,I had always read about it as this hot place, yes I knew I wasn't the heaven type not with the type of life I had lived.
I opened my eyes and I saw this bright light, I thought, "This is obviously God", ten seconds later after my eyes readjusted, God turned into a light bulb.
I was lying on my back,I  could make out a small door behind my foot. Fumbling and rolling in the enclosed space I finally got the door open and got out.
Standing in this empty room I knew exactly where I was.
I was in a morgue.
I had been here twice, for both of my parents, I was an orphan.
And then I remembered the electric chair, then the questions started flooding my mind, Why wasn't I dead? What happened? Am I a ghost?
The last question made me turn back to check if I left my body behind, I didn't.
Then I remembered the last thing I had thought about, Jane.
Jane was a spy!
This was my chance to get revenge, God kept me alive for this and for now that's all I'd do, first I need to find a way to leave here.
Gropping some clothes and an ID I found on the desk I was able to leave easily.
I walked for a while before taking a cab all the while muttering under my breath, "Revenge Revenge Revenge.."

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