“I’ll be ready.” I said, nodding my consent.
“But remember this,” she said, her voice dropping low. “You get Timberly, you deliver her. Nova is yours to keep. But do not let your personal needs cost this mission.”
I didn’t answer because in my mind, I already saw it; Nova in his bed on her knees. Nova looking up at me like she used to. I would take her back body first, mind second and soul last.Even if I had to break every bone in Crew’s body to do it. Taking my silence for understanding she ended our meeting, having her goon to show me out.
Two hours later, I returned to the warehouse, gun tucked at my side, nerves buzzing from too much coffee and too little rest. I had questions. More than that I had doubts. And I wanted answers.
“Where’s your boss?” I barked at one of the guards.
“Upstairs. Second office.” he said.
I marched up the steel stairs, boots hitting metal, each step heavier than the last. When I reached the door, I didn’t knock, just shoved it open to find her standing near the window. She was still dressed in black, long hair pinned up, her heels now off. In her hand was what looked like a file. Stepping closer I stopped when she dropped the contents on the floor. She had photos of Crew, Timberly and Nova.
“Thought we weren’t watching her,” I muttered.
“You were never going to follow orders.” She said, keeping her back to me.
“You think I can’t do my job?” I growled, stepping closer.
“I think you’re dangerous. But not for the reasons Valdez believes.”
“What the hell does that mean?” I said, narrowing my eyes at her.
She had removed the hat, but I still couldn’t make out her familiar frame. But then she turned and smiled. That smile, I knew that smile, the scar just behind her ear and the slight dimple only visible when she laughed.
“N-no, you, you’re dead.” I said staggering back.
“I told you not to look too hard,” she said softly.
“Sabrina?” I asked, voice cracking.
She nodded.
“I thought you were dead.”
“No,” she replied. “Just smarter than I used to be.”
“Why are you with them?” I asked, breath catching in my chest.
“Because they gave me what Crew never could, power.” Sabrina said, putting her heel back on and stepping forward.
Kyle’s head spun.
“You’re helping them take Timberly?”
“I’m helping them win. What happens to Timberly depends on how quickly Crew breaks. If you want Nova, be smart. Don’t screw this up.” She said, gaze darkening.
I stood frozen as she brushed past me, heels clicking once more.
“Get your obsession in order. Or I’ll bury you with it.”
Blue
The glow from my monitors flickered like the last breath of a dying star. Wires snaked across the desk, tangled between empty Red Bull cans, bullet casings, and a half-eaten strawberry pop tart. This room was my sanctuary, my place of worship, the place I came to unravel secrets. I leaned forward, scrolling through the decrypted files again.
Sabrina Elise Dunmore –
Missing/Assumed Deceased
