Two weeks before...
“Those are the terms,” Hugo responded in a cold voice.
“I’ll do anything except this,” she begged, tears in her
eyes.
“I
believe we’ve got ourselves in a bit of a dilemma because I don’t want you to
do anything except this.”
“Please don’t kill me or him. He is totally harmless, I
assure you. Come on Hugo, we can work something out.”
Hugo took a moment, then said, “Okay, we sure can. How about
we fake your death and give you a new identity?”
“What!”
“From next week, you’ll be called Kemi Rolling, born and
raised in Harlem, New York.”
Some seconds passed before she asked, “What about him, I
can’t do that to him - I love him.”
“My understanding is you were assigned to keep an eye on him,
not to love him, but instead you married him?” Hugo chuckled then added, “You
knew the risks, and you knew sooner or later this day would come. You love him,
I don’t care - that’s your problem. All I need you to do is get me the device.
Get me Ionshaker.”
“I‘ve lived with him, he knows nothing. He’s not a threat, I can assure you.”
“He wasn’t, but now he is,” Hugo replied coldly.
“Why
now, he hasn’t done anything. What changed?”
“Ironside and Ionshaker - that’s what. Just remember. If you
love him the way you say you do, you’ll do exactly what I tell you. That’s my
final position. Am I clear?”
She turned away from him, wiping her tears with the back of
her hands, then asked after a moment, “When am I supposed to die - this fake death
I mean?”
“I told you in two weeks.”
Stay tuned for chapter 1.
Uh, huh! Interesting. Good to meet you, Felix.
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