The Girl He Craves

Aiden’s pov

Mitch’s tired eyes looked at me when I entered the car.

“I told you, you didn’t have to come.” I grumble.

All he had to do was drop off the car here earlier and I could do what I have to do without involving him.

But he refused and wanted to tag along.

“I couldn’t let you go on your own sir.” He said while rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.

I didn’t want him to tag along just incase things go south. But I knew he’d still end up following me if I told him no.

“So where are we going sir?” He asked while peering at me through the rearview mirror.

“I’m waiting for a text back from the private investigator.” I uttered while. keeping the conversation open.

I texted him again. After a couple of minutes passed by it showed two blue check marks.

He got the message. I’m just confused on why he had yet to respond.

Ten minutes later it finally showed that he was typing.

Ping.

Private investigator: Meet me here.

He then sent me his location.

Telling Mitch the location, we set on the road.

Thirty minutes later and we were pulling up to the location. I looked down at my phone, texted the investigator back but didn’t get a response.

“Something is off.” I said as I looked around the dead street.

The only car up ahead is a black jeep that’s parked in the middle of the road.

It’s strange.

Mitch looks at me through the rearview mirror.

“Do you think something must’ve happened sir? Perhaps that’s why….

I looked back down at my phone. It shows that the last message I sent has been received. Yet there are no blue ticks this time.

was definitely strange about

gut told me something

investigators number. It rang until it ended without him picking

“Mitch-

just about to tell Mitch to turn back around when a bloody hand from that parked jeep pushes out

What the bloody fuck?.

“Sir-

me

on my mouth to tell him to

was no one about but I wasn’t sure if the coast was

not.

somewhere and

out.

up and down,

ready to shit

we should call the

loud groan that came from the clearly injured person who opened the door and fell down with

I hissed as I

was my

back, holding his chest as

jumped out of the car and rushed over

the reason he was in

must have caught on to him

grunted as I kneeled

either shot or stabbed in the chest. Crimson painted his entire shirt. Luckily he wasn’t.dead

911 Mitch!” I yelled at Mitch who was visibly shaken about the

coughs out blood.

speak. Try to focus on

hands to his

profusely, alarming

all I could yell

Christopher’s pov

Chris.” Lillian said in my

I stiffen.

I asked, shifting

black jeep is somehow always where we were today. I’ve marked the number plate and it’s the same. Someone sent someone to spy

tightening my hold

it obvious.” She

she whispered. “Be careful. I think it’s Aiden who sent whoever it is in that