Chapter 53
Authors POV
The questions had thrown Brown off the cliff but he twitched his lips like what he had heard is nothing and nodded.
“Sure, when do you need me to take him to you?” Brown asked in a less concerned tone.
“Now.”Damien grinned hard and brown nodded his head.
Brown said, “hey driver, I’ll send over to you a certain address which you have to take us to.”
The driver nodded, awaiting the message beep from his phone.
Brown was busy typing on his phone while Damien was busy staring hard at him. Tried to read his mind but bhis rown countenance was unreadable.
“Seen.”The driver uttered.
“Okay, “Brown muttered aloud.
The rest of the journey was in silence as none of them attempted to talk.
The driver took his driving speed in high esteem as he increased his car speed.
Damien pretends to be asleep but a lot was going on in his head.
“Are we there?”Damien spoke, sending shivers down both Brown’s and the driver’s spine.
“Almost there boss, the map locator said two more hours.” The driver narrated as he took increased the gear and car speed limit.
While it was thirty minutes drive to the address, the driver turned to look at Brown and within a blink, they felt themselves shifting to the other side.
All they could hear were screams and darkness.
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A few moments after, Damien woke up to see himself in the ambulance.
“Gosh!”He mustn’t allow himself to be taken to the hospital or else he will be recognized and reported to the authority that he was a fugitive.
He nipped to see that he was alone without Brown by his side.
He was drenched in his blood and have a cut across his forehead.
“What about my son?”He asked in anxiety.
They looked at him and demonstrated for him to relax.
“We will soon be at the hospital, just relax sir.”
He cursed out loud, there was nothing he could do at that moment but to allow himself to be taken to the hospital then from there, he could plan his next escape.
“Is he dead?” He asked because he couldn’t keep it to himself anymore.
He wanted to know if Brown survive or not.
***
Damien was in the ward with the nurses running out of the surgical room. He took the avenues to rush out of the room in search of Brown.
Brown was nowhere to be found and line he predicted the cops from Las Vegas were present in the hospital building.
He cursed with his breath and staggered back into a room.
He saw to it that he was in a laboratory and have to carry a fire extinguisher that he used on a lab scientist.
The lab scientist collapsed with blood spilling out of his head. Damien instantly rushed to grab the coat suit and slipped himself in.
He dragged the body of the scientist to the store and piled up some trash, especially cartons on his body.
He successfully gets out of the hospital building and hit himself in a taxi.
The billboard was displaying his pictures wanted.
He kept breathing slowly as he was losing blood badly.
***
Jack POV
When I heard the news that Brown was in danger and his mom also will be in danger.
I had to alert the federal authorities that Damien was involved in a ghastly accident, and was currently in Santiago city hospital.
Now I bet he will be on the run and so the case is closed.
I assured Brown that his mother will be fine and he should trust me but right now I won’t be able to change his mother’s location since Damien was already aware of it.
I was pretty sure that the place the bastard will be heading to will be Brown’s mom’s house, we need to earn his trust by keeping him on the hook so he wouldn’t suspect a thing.
“I understand that your mother first, but we can’t allow your emotions to ruin the whole plans.” I hung up on him, stretching my legs.
“Huh” I gave a light chuckle before exhaling the smoke from my tobacco.
***
Damien arrived at the destination two days after. The very address Brown had texted to the driver.
So this was his mom’s house? He smirked, letting out a weird chuckle.
He walked away from the house but while it was nightfall, he returned to the house and made his entry through the window.
He was inside the house, and everywhere was calm.
He sneaked into the kitchen in search of food. He searched around the cabinet stealthily like a rat, his eyes fell on a rifle.
He grabbed the rifle while an evil grin appeared on his forehead. He furthered his search and saw bread inside the microwave.
He devoured it ravenously like a hungry dog and after he was done, he checked the rifle to see if it was loaded with enough bullets.
To his dismay, the rifle was loaded so he smiled brilliantly before tiptoeing out of the kitchen, and up to the stairs.
He stealthily broke the lock switch on the first door at his sight and pushed open the door but he met no one in the room, the room was in darkness.
He furthered and walked forth to the other room on a tiptoe with the gun behind his butt. He turned back to check if anyone was coming then turned forth only to bump into a shelf.
He composed himself afraid that he already sold himself out and anyone might come out to check.
To his surprise, no one was coming. He inclined his ears keenly to any sound around him for any sound of movement but none of it was coming.
Other than him hearing the sounds of footsteps, he only heard distinct sounds of water in the next room to him.
He slipped himself into the room and saw the light from the lamp on, bra on the bed, and pants on the floor. An angelic voice came from the bathroom.
He tiptoed with the gun in his hands to the bathroom and used the tip of the gun to cut into the woman’s back.
The song dies down at that with the thudding sounds of the fallen soap and sponge.