A Story written by Purityval
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“Sir you have two men down here asking to see you.” The receptionist said into the phone.
“Detective Owel and a colleague.”
“Ok thank you.” He said again replacing the phone.
Room 305, last room on the left after the second stairs.” She directed Agent Owel and another officer on mufti.
I don’t need to be here when they arrive.” Sly said dropping the phone.
She looked up at him pleadingly, “I can’t do this alone please, don’t go.”
“I need to go, they can handle it from here. I don’t need to be in their way and you know what I do.” He said looking at her. She understood what he meant.
“Please,” she tried for the last time. She knows there was no way he was going to stay. “I beg you; don’t go now, maybe after all these.” She persisted placing her hand on his.
“I need to. I will be around waiting for the trailer or whoever will show up, ok.” He explained covering her hand in his.
She had wanted him to stay by her through it all, but that seemed not to be possible as he needed to leave before the SCD men she’d contacted arrived. They had set out every plan before she contacted Owel. Moving closer, she threw her hands around his neck and pressed her body tightly to him in a hug. She felt at peace and safe just hugging him. He’d reciprocated before gently disengaging. Planting a kiss on his lips, she looked into his eyes and said, “Please be careful.”
“I will.” He mustered a smile. “I have my eyes on you, don’t be afraid ok?” he encouraged her.
She nodded and smiled through tears.
“Also remember to show them everything, and the plans ok?” He said heading to the door.
“I will.” She replied before he opened the door and left.
She immediately felt lonely and afraid as the door closed behind him. She couldn’t believe everything that had happened, again, she owes him her life.
She was still with her thought when she heard a knock on the door. Walking to the door, she opened it and stood face to face with the officers.
To Be Continued…