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My head turns to Alexander.
how do they know each other?
I focus on the gun I'm aiming at Ryder, my hands shaking slightly.
'What do you want?'
'Oh, I just want to talk, put the gun down, you've been through a lot.' I clench my teeth, at his words.
'Check him.' I order Alexander, in all honesty, I can't bear to touch Ryder Kingsley again...
Ryder has a evil smirk on his face as he opens his arm for Alexander to check him, I feel a metallic taste at the tip of my mind. He can see that my confusion is my weakness right now.
'He's clean.' I nod, and nudge the gun for him to move to the centre of the room.
Ryder takes his time, looking at his surroundings while moving ever so slowly.
'I see you've seen my secrets...'
'We have, say goodbye to freedom, you evil motherfucker.'
'Oh but Blair, you and I both know things are never that simple now, isn't that right Alexander?'
'What the fuck do you mean?' I say.
'Hey, why are you swearing now, didn't your mother teach you any better? Oh wait, I killed her.' I feel as though he's stabbed me with a knife and he just keeps twisting it round and round my heart.
Cocking my gun, I turn off safety 'Speak before I blow your fucking balls off.'
He gives one last look at Alexander, who is looking at his feet, before opening his mouth.
'You see, a man of business must always have a back up. A plan B, a plan C, D, E and even a plan Z. I have to admit, you've surpassed plans A-Y but there's still plan Z, the last card.'
these motherfucking cards...!!!
'Alexander...' Ryder speaks as though he was in slow motion, and once again, my world seems to tumble in to dust, Alex breaks down in the corner of the room, crying and hiccuping. I feel my eye twitch.
'Have you took a look at the files Blair?'
I stay silent.
'Of course not.' He laughs coldly 'Look for the folder from two years ago... November was it?'
The gun still pointed, I look for the file which lays in a corner, Alex wanted to do the files... I flick through the pages, in November, and in many pages,
