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

my gut told me something

It rang until it ended without him picking

“Mitch-

around when a bloody hand from that parked jeep pushes out of

What the bloody fuck?.

“Sir-

looked at me with

shook my head and put my finger on my mouth to tell him to shush

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

not.

somewhere and waiting for me to

out.

hand waved up and down, as

to shit

think we should call

from the clearly injured person who opened the door and fell down with a

as

my private investigator

his back, holding his chest as he

Mitch yelled in alarm when I jumped out of the car and rushed over to Tenney without a

he was in

must have caught

kneeled beside him and searched

chest. Crimson painted his entire shirt.

who

out

focus on your breathing instead.” I uttered

my hands

profusely, alarming my

fluttered close all

Christopher’s pov

for a few hours now Chris.” Lillian

I stiffen.

know?” I asked, shifting my eyes to the

black jeep is somehow always where we were today. I’ve marked the number plate and it’s

tightening my

Don’t make it obvious.” She whispered and

careful. I think it’s Aiden who sent