Fucking bastards! I hissed, returning to my phone screen.
I watched the feed load. It was a choppy series of frames, flicke ing with poor light and distorted angles, but it was enough.
Suddenly, the breath in my chest turned solid.
“Fuck. Me.” I muttered as my eyes locked on a face.
I felt my stomach twist, almost like my insides just recoiled.
Jake.
The mole was fucking Jake.
A cold rush of air hit my lungs like I’d been dunked underwater
Norlan straightened, sensing the shift in me. “Who is it?”
I couldn’t speak.
My jaw clenched so hard it hurt. My tongue felt nailed to the roof of my mouth.
I just handed the phone slowly to him, my hand trembling with a rage I could barely keep caged.
His eyes scanned the screen, and he recoiled like the image burned him.
“Holy fuck,” he breathed, totally stunned. “Jake?!”
Norlan couldn’t hide his rage and disappointment. The truth is, no one would have ever suspected Jake… The slimy bastard who looked more innocent than a monk.
“That son of a bitch,” Norlan growled. “He works in your office. That’s how he got around the biometric failsafes. How he even knew where to look.”
I was fucking furious.
I had him. I had the opportunity to end that little fucker’s life. But I didn’t. Because I didn’t want to hurt Kasmine.
And now…?
Now he was the rot.
“Goddammit!” I slammed my fist against the wall, and the sharp pain that greeted my fist grounded me just enough to breathe again.
Norlan cursed again, “We need to find him as soon as possible. Who knows what else he might be up to?”
My thoughts were spiraling rage mixing with something darker than even fury. This was a direct fucking threat to everything I cared about.
“Wait,” Norlan said, holding the phone. “There’s an audio file too.”
I snatched the phone from his hand and tapped it open with a shaky thumb.
The sound crackled to life. It was a call between Jake and someone else, and it was grainy at first, but it became a bit clearer. The voice from the other end of the line was low, grifty and chilling, like gravel soaked in blood.
Unknown Voice: “Did you get it?”
Jake: “Yeah. I have the ledger.”
There was a pause.
Unknown Voice: “What about his mate?”
That stopped my breath cold.
Jake, that fucker! He didn’t even hesitate.
Jake: “I’ll bring her to you. Tomorrow night.”
The audio clicked off and the phone slipped from my fingers.
Everything around me blurred for a second.
Tomorrow night…
No… tonight.
Jake had signed Kasmine over like a fucking courier.
And now, they were coming for her.
Norlan said something, but I didn’t hear him. Everything inside me was collapsing into a single point of pure, blinding urgency.
I was already moving.
Because if Jake made his move tonight…
Kasmine wouldn’t see tomorrow morning.
KASMINE
I shifted nervously on the cracked pavement as a cold breeze blew down the empty street, My heart thudded loudly.
I glanced around for the third time, hugging myself as the wind picked up again. My arms were freezing, but that wasn’t the reason my hands were shaking.
It’d been almost ten minutes since I arrived, and Jake still hadn’t shown… I’d spoken with him using Mum’s phone, just before leavi up. house, and he told me to wait for him at the old Burget City, just five minutes away from our house.
It was already past seven.
This street looked worse at night. The streetlights were dim and spaced out like they didn’t even care to work anymore. The diner behind me was shut down and boarded up years ago, but the graffiti-covered windows and crumbling sign made the whole place feel haunted. The kind of haunted that gets under your skin, not the Hollywood kind.
Another five minutes passed.
Still no Jake.
My heart wouldn’t calm down.
Fifteen minutes later, I stopped pretending this was okay.
It was stupid just standing here in the dark, on this dead street, waiting like some pathetic idiot for someone who was probably too hurt to face me at the moment, Yeah, I couldn’t do it anymore.
I turned around, biting the inside of my cheek to stop myself from crying, and started walking back home.
I was just turning the corner when the low hum of an engine rolled down the road behind me.
My heart shot into my throat and I froze.
The glow of headlights shone through the misty darkness, crawling slowly along the broken street. My breath caught. For a split second, panic gripped me. My mind raced with all the worst possibilities – was it someone dangerous? Was I about to be one of those stories people tell about but never believe?
I took a cautious step back, squinting toward the lights, my fists clenched tightly at my sides.
And then I saw that beat-up hood, the busted left headlight, and the dull green paint that looked almost black at night.
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