Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 69875 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69875 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
I look at Rebel. “Fine. Make the call.”
The man is right. I shouldn’t run into this without a clear plan. But it’s been years, and I’m ready to finally put an end to this need for revenge. I’ve always wanted to see the man who killed my mother. I want to look him in the eye and make sure he never hurts anyone else again. And now he’s within reaching distance, I’m even more anxious.
When I’m on edge, I usually have to take a step back and think things through. But when you’re traumatised, sometimes the only thing you can do is run headfirst into a situation. That’s what my father used to do, and I swore I wouldn’t put my men through the same thing.
When I was younger, I thought Da was the hero. He always made himself out to be. But I slowly realised as I got older, that’s not the way to do things.
“Let’s get back to the clubhouse. We’ll have a meeting this afternoon and get the plan set out.” I relay the order to the brothers before hopping on my bike and revving the engine. It’s time to go home, get the plan ironed out, and then we’ll attack.
TWO
MIREN
Graduating with a bachelor’s degree from university has been my sole focus since I decided what I wanted to do with my life. It took years to choose a subject I was happy with. I’m not yet qualified, I still have a few years to go before I can see patients, but once I get a doctorate, I’ll be able to do something meaningful with my life.
I know my mother would have most certainly pushed me in another direction, but when I told her my desire was to help people, she appeased me by agreeing to let me study psychology. I didn’t follow in her footsteps of the corporate world as such. To this day, I’m not entirely sure what my mother does, but I do know she owns businesses across the globe. We’ve travelled far and wide, but I would like to find an internship while I complete my studies.
London is filled with tourists today as I make my way through the throng. Covent Garden is packed, and I’m ready to get home and hide in my bedroom until Christmas arrives. But, August is my favourite time of the year as the leaves turn yellow and orange and the city becomes an autumn wonderland. As I grab a takeaway coffee, I offer smiles to those I pass. I do prefer my quiet time, but there are moments of magic when it comes to the season change in the big city.
Tonight, we’ll have dinner with some of my mother’s colleagues. I’ve always been proud of her. As a female in a male-dominated world, she’s made a name for herself. She’s respected by her peers. Banking, finance, and transport, she’s held her own amongst the sharks, and now that she’s talking about possibly retiring early, I wonder what that means for me. Granted, I’m ready to leave home now. At twenty-two, I want to get my own place. I’ve just been rather lazy at searching for something I like.
As I make my way toward the tube station, a cold shiver trickles down my spine, but when I glance over my shoulder, trying to find the haunting eyes I’m pretty sure are watching me, I’m dizzied by the amount of people.
I should really tell Mum I’ve had this strange feeling I have of being watched, but I don’t want to bother her. She’ll only worry, and when she does find out, I’ll probably have bodyguards following me around. My mother has always said her work can be dangerous. That people may seek revenge on her business decisions. It doesn’t truly make sense to me, but I’ve obeyed her directions and rules all my life.
I don’t go out alone at night. I’m careful about what I share online. And when I do head to a party or dinner, I’m always with friends. Mum usually gets a private car to pick me up and take me home. But tonight, I wanted to be normal and jump on the tube. It’s busy enough that I don’t particularly feel afraid.
By the time I’m on the train, I’m surrounded by people, and the shadow that’s been following me seems to have disappeared. Perhaps it’s my imagination. I shouldn’t let things get to me, but learning about the human mind and how it works, I see more than other people do. I tend to read others, mostly because I’m intrigued to know what makes them tick. I love to assess and delve deep into their minds to find out what scares them, what worries them, and most times, it’s something new.
I’ve always enjoyed people watching. That’s how I would spend my time in parks, coffee shops, even at school. I would try to garner what I could about someone just by taking in their responses to situations. That’s what brought me to where I am today.