Chapter 30: Chapter 30



Meg POV

I have never been so angry, or embarrassed in my whole life. Urh, maybe once, when I was almost stripped naked by-- No! I won't think of that memory. Not now, not ever.

I huffed in anger as I paced around Mrs Bola's room. She was calmly sitting on her bed tapping away on her phone while I was dying away in malice.

Oh, that bitch! That good for nothing, to faced, fucking annoying bitch!

What would I have to do to keep Annabelle out of my way? Would I have to end her before I find some peace? I couldn't even begin to imagine how I hadn't noticed that she and Charles were together in Abuja. How hadn't I noticed when they met or started a relationship? I couldn't just understand what was going on. I couldn't even think straight right now.

"What am I to do?" I murmured to Mrs Bola, as I stopped my pacing in front of her.

"What did you say that lady's name was again?" She asked absently, completely ignoring my question.

I felt frustrated. How was she always so calm? I had a big dilemma in my hands and she was here asking me about some tramps name? Was she planning on fucking me over by using Annabelle to achieve her plans? Anger burned bright and hot inside me.

"How could you be asking me of her name right now?" I puffed hotly, sending her a mean look. She just rolled her eyes at me.

"Relax Megan, I need to do some research on her for the safety of my family." After a few seconds, she adds, "And if I wanted to fuck you over, you wouldn't see it coming."

That shut me up.

This woman had all the reigns right now. I needed her as an ally, not an enemy.

"I'm sorry. I was just kinda bothered you know. I don't want to fuck--"

"Good." She said, cutting me off. "That's all the motivation you need. And if that isn't enough, think of prison."

I huffed. The woman was melodramatic.

"Okay, Mum," I said, raising my hands in surrender.

"Now, go get prepared to execute the next stage of your plan. You have this week to make him stand you, at least, before he sees that girl. What's her name again?"

"Annabelle, " I muttered.

"Before he sees Annabelle again."

Waving me away with her hands she said, "Go on..."

I turned and left the room, sighing a little in relief as I did.

Let's see how far Charles can go on resisting my charm and innocence. A man could only withstand so much.

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Annabelle's POV

I sat frozen on my bed with my fingers on the keys of my laptop and the page on the screen blank. I was supposed to be typing a report to my dad about the outcome of last night's event but I couldn't bring myself to do it.

I couldn't tell them that I had gotten the key. I couldn't because it would mean I had to kill Charles. And the mere thought of it brought an ache to my heart. Maybe if I held on a little longer, I could find a way to save him. Maybe if I called my dad and pleaded for his life---- No! That wouldn't work. My dad might not listen and immediately know something was up.

I rested my heavy head on the palm of my hands as I took in deep breaths. What the fuck am I supposed to do now?

The moment I had gotten into the hotel earlier this morning, I had gotten an email from the agency saying they were going to give me one more chance to complete the mission and not brand me rouge even though I had disobeyed a direct order.

I immediately knew it was my dad's doing. He had to have pulled some strings to save my life. Life as a Williams had never been easy. At an early age, I had been excited about joining the family's business. That was until I got in, and saw how much blood needed to be spilt to get the job done. Secondly, it became more difficult because my dad wasn't the direct head anymore. The government had taken over the agency. Turning us into elicit killers as we did all their dirty jobs for them.

I had never really had a problem with it. Until now.

If I didn't do something quickly. I was going to be fucked for sure. There was only one visible solution. Even if it was rough, it was the only way.

With a sigh, I picked up my phone to call my dad, but then he beat me to it as I saw his name flash on my phone screen as an incoming call.

Stilling myself for the inevitable, I pressed the green button.

"Hey, dad."

"Annabelle, you have to run, you have to leave Lagos right now! Don't give them the code!"

I could hear a string of shouts and gunshots at the other end of the line, and my father's frantic breathing as he ran from his attackers.

"Dad!"

I screamed as dread filled me. I jumped up from the bed and started putting on my pants.

"Dad, what is going on? Dad!

Where are you? I'm coming to

Get you!"

"Annabelle No! Please, you have to hide. Remember the door I drew for you when you were a little girl?

"No dad, no! Don't do this.

Please tell me where you are!

please!"

I cry as tears pour down my eyes, I couldn't believe what was happening. Who was after us? And why?

"Follow the door to heaven baby. I'll be waiting for you on the other side."

I heard a string of curses as some men shouted, "There he is, don't let him escape."

I could hear my father strangled cry as they caught up with him and knocked him to his knees. A gravelled voice came through the telephone and he began interrogating my dad, "What is the code? Where is it?"  He asked with a dangerous glint in his voice.

"Go to hell victor." I heard my father grunt.

"So be it," The guy that had just been identified as victor said, followed by the cork of a gun and a loud bang. I heard as my father's body hit the ground with a thud.

NOOOOO!!

I screamed in agony as I flung the phone across the room. It hit the adjacent wall and went dead. I sank into the floor and screamed through the pain, screamed through the helplessness, the anger, the hate, the frustration. I scream through it all as I curled up into a ball on the floor and cried.

My father was dead. And I listened to his execution.

They wanted the code. They wanted the code. They wanted the code...

I kept chanting as the events that just took place continued to ring in my head. Then I remembered my father's last word.

Cross the gate to heaven, I'll wait for you there.