"Your name was already plastered all over Saints papers. You may have left the business Anderson— but know well, Saint has your transactions. You think he wont use it to his advantage?"

The anger in his eyes faded before he slumps back into the chair. Anderson was always a good man but he took his approach and entered this kind of world I was used to. Andy who lives in fame and riches was too tempted with the power it could give and before realizing it, he was far too gone to see that he had made dirt in his hands. It took him time to realize just how dangerous it was before he backed away but Anderson was a reckless dealer. He wasn't use to this kind of life as to where I knew how to keep my activities clean.

"I cant go to jail Chris" and muttered "Aubrey— shes gonna be dissapointed"

"You should have thought of that when you agreed with the partnership" Chris snapped. I slouched seconds after realizing I was too hard on him. I knew how much Andy hated his position right now. I understood Andy in a way where I knew we both wanted to make a name for ourselves. As much as Andy had everything, his failure had been because of what he lacked and what he felt as a failed son to the ever work-crazed Kings. I knew how much he hated how Aubrey even had the better streak when it came to business. Someone he felt incompatible to be called one of the Kings

"Look Andy, I promise I would help take your name out of it, so long as you cooperate and try to understand that I cant have Sally in this picture right now. Not when we are this close to closing this shit hole"

Andy who was in deep thought sighed in understanding before sitting back on his chair with a defeated look

"Did you know that Sally is a month away from giving birth?"

"Yes"

Of course I knew. Every day, every time Id open my eyes or even think— Checkers would always be in my mind even when I try not to let it take away my focus. Thousands of questions and thoughts ran into my head, wanting to know how she is faring, how was the baby. If its a girl or boy

I knew about her messages. Every god damn Night I would stare at my phone and she would call and then would leave a message for me to hear. Yet every time i'd see her name, I couldn't put past it without feeling the brutal pain of heartache. I didn't want to hear them knowing I wouldn't have the power before Id find myself calling her. And I knew I cant call her. Not when everything was too chaotic

Because I knew if I hear her voice— I knew I would fear dying

And I couldn't guarantee If I would live another day when the time would come

Building back the walls, I stood straight. Erasing every weakness that I hold before cleared my throat "will have plenty of time to talk to her when things goes successfully"

"If it goes successfully" Andy mutter with a grim "he'll slaughter us once he knows where sabotaging him"

"Good, now" I took my bag that laid on the table before staring at Andy "ill be visiting Rosalind, hopefully she'll cooperate"

"And about the others?"

I grinned "I already met up with Curt and the others. In the good side, I also already have his enemies in my stead"

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It was a long drive but it was enough knowing I would be smiling once I entered those doors. It would probably be the first smile after months

Just as I entered the building, the smell of medicinal scents hit me. But then I was used to it— either which it was from my hometown or from my constant visits here for the past few years

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