I Am The Luna

Chapter 45 A Target

ZAIA. Mom and Dad are both silent. Bringing up a painful part of their past wasn’t my intention, but it was necessary.

“Then, if your decision is made, then what do you want from me?” Dad says quietly. This is the moment, the most important part…

“I need you to arrange the meeting with Sebastian. After all, I don’t wish to talk to him.” I say, surprising both Mom and Dad. But with it, I see them both visibly relax…

As planned. I’m sorry to lie to you both… but I need to keep up the façade, so if the enemy is close, they realise that we are not together…

“I see…” Dad says, far calmer than before. He sighs heavily and nods. “I guess I can arrange that.” “Thank you. Just say if he wishes to see the children, that I have agreed to allow that.” I say, thinking I’ll let Sebastian know, we will have to keep the act up.

Dad nods, patting my shoulder. “I may not like it… but I understand where you are coming from.”

I smile slightly and nod. Once he leaves, Mom looks at me, opening her mouth when I shake my head. “I don’t want to discuss it, Mom. Anyway, I need to go.” I say, picking up my briefcase.

“Zaia…”

“Mom, please.” I plead. Leaning over the table, I peck her cheek before I head to the living room, watching the children play. I walk over to them, picking Sia up. I kiss her cheeks tenderly.

“What are you two playing?” I ask as I brush a few strands of her hair back and she rests her head on my shoulder.

“I told you Mommy this morning I made a rocket,” Zion explains as he picks up his Lego rocket and begins zooming around the room with it.

I compliment watching him run around the room before I pick up the Doll Sia is playing with. “She has the same hair colour as

says with a small, Mine cute “Mine is darker. It’s more like Mommy’s.” mile, “Oh, is it?” I say, tickling her lightly, making het giggle before I place

and Dad to know because I didn’t want the children to meet him and then tell my children it must be kept a secret. I don’t want to instil that into them that if an adult tells you to keep a

to be open and not taught to keep

once they have met him.

yesterday,” Sia says, pointing at some

lucky children you are! I love them.” I say as Zion comes over to show

before I switch it off again. Hide it away and after locking my bedroom door, I head

a private meeting with Mr Harrison to discuss the contract itself. Thank

didn’t act so impulsively! The car is ready and waiting outside and I get

from thinking about last night. My cheeks burn at the

don’t know how I will

driver says, and I come out of my thoughts, glancing up at the building. He gets out, coming

Floor number twelve…

of a motorbike roaring loudly as it

wearing a helmet as he zooms closer at a speed that is way above the limit for this area and he’s

probably worried he’d dirty my clothes when suddenly the motorbike careens off the road and is

and if he gets hurt, he’ll die. I push him to the side and I jump

seat, jumps out and rushes towards me as the biker turns violently and drives straight into the car that we were in moments ago. The crunch of metal

was in a second car, commands as they form a

“Get her inside!”

“It’s too risky.”

that message to Zaia Toussaint!” The distorted robotic voice from behind the helmet of the biker. I look up sharply, my heart plummeting as I hear the sound of gunshots go off and I’m pushed behind the

person who tried to harm Sebastian on the way back

at random. I scream, as one of the men in front of me falls to the ground, dead. I’m dragged back and pushed into a corner

ok Ma’am.” One of the

to say something more when the gun goes off and he doubles over dead,

No…

going on? I was meant to come to a meeting and instead, there’s a man with a

the urge to protect others overtaking me and I grab one of the

it, but I will. I check if it’s loaded, my heart pounding as I step out, grabbing the piece of card from the ground with shaking

but a photograph. Sebastian and I… against the

me. At the bottom of the photograph, in bold black ink, is a message.

HIM A WARNING

BLOOD, ZAIA TOUSSAINT AND THAT OF YOUR

COVERING

FROM SEBASTIAN

OR ELSE.

he shoots manically, his back to me. He’s right before me. I need to stop him. I scan the front grounds. There are at least five other

can’t tell if he’s a

not wanting to be heard as I slowly stand up and try to get closer. I haven’t used a gun in ages… but I have been trained with one. I need to know his identity!

bench and I’m almost