Chapter 0020
Jack
“Mr. Aldridge, you’d do well to cease and desist trying to seize Mrs. Aldridge’s inheritance, We will be proceeding with submitting Mrs. Aldridge’s late mother’s will if you do not relinquish the outlined portion of your assets as stated in the divorce settlement,” a lawyer drones. 1 grit my teeth at the trash he says.
“Of course. I will be in contact with my wife and your firm moving forward,” I tell the man then hang up.
I slap my hand on my desk and fume. That bitch. I thought be understood I didn’t want him to work for my wife.
It doesn’t matter. I can make other plans.
Picking up my phone and a sliver of paper from an acquaintance, I dial the number I was given. The phone rings a few times before a deep, harsh voice answers.
“Who the hell is this?”
“A customer sent by Mr. Fairchild. I want you to get rid of someone for me,” I answer.
The man huffs, but asks, “Who?”
“My wife. She’s being difficult about our divorce, and I need her gone.”
“When by?” The man asks.
“As soon as possible. Before we divorce, so before the next three weeks,” I tell him. Sooner the better. Once she’s gone, the money will be mine.
“That’ll cost you,” the man says, “$50,000. Half now and half when the job is done.”
“Deal. Send your account information to this contact, and you’ll have the money within the hour.”
Once our call is over, I pull up the number of a drunk biker from a bar last night. He’d told me his gang takes bribes to complete various tasks, so I dial the number he gave her.
“Ripper.”
“Ripper, this is Jack from the bar last night,” I tell him.
“The suit?”
“Yes. I have a job for you and your friends, I’d like you to terrorize my wife.”
“How much are you offering?” He asks.
“$25,000 for now, but I may contact you again for more.”
Ripper agrees and satisfaction fills me. Fiona won’t be a problem much longer.
Flona
After a long two days of job searching and talking with business owners, I sigh and turn my radio off. The problems from yesterday and the stress of today have completely wiped me out.
Turning off the exit, I lean forward. All of the streetlights are out, so I have to squint to see through the dark with my dim headlights.
Not long passes before several bright headlights flash behind me and loud rumbles surround me. Several
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motorcycles surround me as I drive, making nerves jumble in my stomach. I grip the steering wheel as two bikers pull out and stop in front of me.
I cry out and slam on the breaks, yanking my steering wheel to the side and turning
“What the hell?” I gasp and speed up.
They don’t leave, though. The bikers follow me, getting closer to my car than I’m comfortable with.
“Go away. Go away,” I mutter, pushing my foot harder down on my accelerator.
One biker swerves toward me, and I veer to the left to avoid him. He’s trying to hit me! My heart slams into my ribcage, threatening to tear itself from my chest as they drive up on both sides of me. They get closer and closer, one man nearly touching my
car.
I glance in my rearview mirror and clench my shaking hands on the steering wheel when I notice a car now following close behind. However, my nerves ease a bit when I realize it’s a familiar black Camaro.
Ethan.
The driver waves his arm wildly, and only then do I realize there’s a biker at my window, reaching for me. Before he can slam the crowbar into my window, Ethan’s engine revs and speeds up, slamming into the biker and sending him and his motorcycle flying forward, as his car turns quickly in front of me.
“Shit!” I scream, pulling to the right.
My entire car jerks and crunches as it slams into the guardrail on the side of the road. Pain Splinters through my head, and terror seizes me.
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