Chapter 30: Chapter 30

Thanks to Richard I got over feeling sorry for myself. But I can't let them watch over me all night. Time to break the staring match. Even gay couples won't communicate this much with their eyes. With that in mind, I went to Raphael.

I tapped on his window. It's a waste of use asking what he is doing here! Instead, I said, ' Go. Take a rest. You are tired. You had a Super Long flight, on top of that you must fight today. You need to sleep. I'm going to Kade's home anyway', I said, the last part diverting my eyes. It will hurt him. Me going to Kade's home. But he never took me to his in the past 2 weeks. And I don't want to visit it for the first time, because he must take me there, not want to.

'I wanted to rip them. Not have to fight', he replied, totally ignoring my other comment. Ookk.

'Just take some rest and eat something while at it.'

He just gave me a Long stare, reversed his car, and left. There would probably be more than one ticket he would be collecting tonight.

I strolled towards Kade. 'What's got up his ass?' he asked rudely.

'Kade...no', I stared at him indirectly saying not to be rude.

'Fine. What happened?'

'I said I'm going to stay at your home'

'That must do it', he deducted Raphael's reaction. Nothing more.

'Shall we?', he asked, looking at my flat.

'You wait here. I will pack and bring'

'Sure', he replied and came with me. I give up. No one listens to me except Raphael. That's called being pissed and getting the hell away. Not listening to your divine advice and obeying.

Uhhh.

I slept soundly at Kade's home. I don't know how I could even close my eyes after everything happened to me! But my body had different plans. I once read; our body heals us while we sleep. Maybe it happened to me too. Though they are emotional scars, not physical. I felt like whatever happened to me yesterday, was a long time ago when I woke up.

Some of the confidence that I lost last night came back to me today. I feel guarded, but not cocky and overconfident.

I freshened up and joined Kade at the table, who pushed a mean-looking pancake my way. Gotta love it when someone makes breakfast for you. Not that Raphael didn't get the opportunity. Of course, he was busy sneaking out of our home. Oh, shut up. I'm not awake enough to deal with this.

'You ok?', enquired Kade. Probably because I was busy talking to my inner self.

'Ya. Sure. Just thinking about stuff', I replied awkwardly.

'About what happened yesterday', he clarified my misinterpretation.

Oh. About that. Not wanting to lie, I said, 'I'm coping', truthfully.

'Maybe this may help you', he said, pushing today's newspaper to me.

'What is it?', I asked as I finished the last of the pancakes.

'Five people of a biker gang killed yesterday in a police drug raid', Kade replied.

I sucked in a breath, dreading the answer he was about to give. ' did you do it?'

'I was busy with you yesterday', he responded honestly.

I was hoping he had a hand in this, but his reply crushed my hopes and opened new possibilities. Possibilities involving Raphael, a dangerous new what-if edged its way in, alongside the others. Not because I pitied those five. Never. As far as I know, they were taking too much real estate and all the air. My fear revolves around Raphael. For the first time, not for him, but because of him.

If he can do this, what else can he do? What more is he capable of doing? Killing those five criminals... he should know I would figure it out. My unease is not that he killed them (which I should be but it's not me) without batting an eyelash, it's the way he did it. Involving police. Showing he has power. Power.... we are trying to find... behind the police. Could he be involved? Can I afford to doubt him?

No. I can't. The cost will be a piece of my heart. And though I don't know anything about Raphael Sinclair, I know this much- he leaves his mark wherever he is, whatever he is doing. Hiding behind someone or pretense is not his type. This gave me the confidence I lacked. Though I don't want to ask anything about it to him, I must. I don't want to face reality, but it's time I should. Otherwise a little more time in this illusion, and I may lose my whole heart.

I looked directly into Kade's eyes and said, 'Raphael'.

It's not a question, but a fact. A fact is known by both of us.

'You still think he is harmless?', Kade questioned me.

'I... I don't know. I don't want to think about it. Because if I start... uhh...all I know is Raphael Sinclair is many things, stupid is not one of them'

'As you say'

'So... what did you dig up?'

'You first', Kade inserted. Men.

I told him my conversation with Rose. About whom Jack is!

'That's it. But I can't believe he can do it. He was so funny and cheery. And what happened with Sophie, only a cold-blooded murderer can do it.'

'What do you think? Can he do it?'

'I know appearance can be deceiving, but...I think I have a good radar. And no blip flashed. I feel like I'm missing something. A big picture'

'What's with Rose? How does she know such information?'

'Uhh... I kind of forgot. I was sure I asked something in those lines, but I think I got...distracted', I gave him my sheepish look.

'Not important. Here, looks at it', he holds a mammoth file.

'What is it?'

'This... this is my version of digging', he replied coolly.

Ok. I got bruised, beaten, almost got raped, stayed in the hospital for a while(5 hours), yet to face Raphael's wrath(don't think about it) for ditching him last night and here he is, cool as a cucumber giving me all the information without breaking a sweat.