"Then I successfully got out of there and went to Texas. I stayed there till I healed completely. I was in touch with Conner now and then. Zac was trying to find me again."
"Yes, he hired me again that time and offered me double amount to search you. Big amount." Paul commented.
"I dint have loads of money, but Conner use to send me some in about two to three months gaps while I started doing jobs in cafes to save earn so money. And here we are." I said with a tight smile.
"Want some more?" I asked him pointing towards wine.
"No, aren't we enough drunk?" he said with a smirk to which I just smiled at him. I am not drunk I have a high tolerance. Very high.
"Okay Rea, I think I got your life story. And I am sorry for what you have gone through but it's my job to hand you over to Zac. You need to come with me right now." He said with a stern face and I know he was serious.
I smiled at him took a look at my watch. Its 4:07 pm, my smile turned into a grin and I looked at him.
"I would have loved to Paul. But I have to be somewhere and the good thing is its time." I said with fake concern.
As soon as the words left my mouth, he took his gun from his waistband and pointed it at me, standing up alarmed.
"What do you have in your mind?" he said with a calculative gaze.
"A lot of things," I whispered.
He started breathing hard, beads of sweat started appearing on his forehead. Paul was an experienced detective but I was a bitch with a crazy head like Jason says.
He started struggling with breathing and fell on the sofa looking at me, gun still pointed towards me.
"You bitch, what did you do?!" he shouted and I skilfully took his gun from his hold smiled at him.
"You see before you came, I must have applied something on the rim of your wine glass. Some poison, which indicated a heart attack after the person's death. It's very expensive you know. I had to put my three months, salary just to buy one drop of it. I carefully applied it with a pin on the rim and let it dry a little." I said with a sinister smile on my face.
"You a-are a real bit-tch, you deserve so much worse. Zac w-will fi-find you." He said clutching his left side. His heart.
How ironic, just a minute ago he was sorry for my past and now he was wishing for my worse future.
"We will see about that Paul. It was so nice to personally meet and share my life story. I am feeling a little light, it's good." I said with honey dripping from my voice.
He just struggled in front of me while I stare at him like I was watching some show. Well … it's not less than a show.
"Yo-ou will die Re-ea!" he said as he stared at me with teary eyes which held hate and anger for me.
"Okay then Paul, say hello to Michael from me. We will meet in hell. Until then." I said with a sweet smile and a fake salute.
And that was the last thing he saw and heard. That was like a promise to him which I said.
I took out his phone and shot it into pieces. At the same moment, Ben entered the house.
Ben, the owner of the house looked at me while shaking his head in disappointment while I grinned at him, proud of my work.
"Oh, come on Ben! It's not like he was your brother or something. Go and throw him somewhere no one can find him." I said and Ben gave me a small smile before nodding and doing his job.
Ben was Conner's one of most trusted men. He was the one who drove me from Zac's house years ago when I ran from him. Conner has assigned Ben to keep an eye on me and keep me away from danger. Ben is a man of fewer words or you can say no words at all.
Going into my room and taking out my already packed bag I sowed the guns and knives inside. Changing my clothes into black ripped jeans with a blue crop top and a black leather jacket I went downstairs.
"Boss wants to talk to you," Ben said giving me his phone he left me alone in the room for some privacy.
"Hello"
"Hello, brother!" I greeted.
"Andrea, are you okay? Did he put up any fight?" Conner asked me as concern lacing his voice.
"I am good Conner, don't worry. And he tried putting up a fight but damn the poison worked good." I said with a smirk.
"How do you feel?" he asked me
"I feel … free," I said with a small grin.
"Yeah, right. Paul was the only one who knew your traces and records. Now that he is out of the picture, you are free."
"Yes, … you know what I want Conner. And that's the only thing I want. Peace. And you know with whom that is." I said as tears started welling in my eyes.
"I know Rea, and you will get that. You have got that, don't worry. Live your life happily. I will be there for you whenever you need me. I am just a call away." He said reassuring me.
"Yes, I know. Thank you, Con." I said as a tear rolled down my eyes.
"Yeah, stay safe."
"You too, brother," I said ending the line.