The Girl He Craves

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Christopher’s pov

Dad managed to disarm the guy and calls me over as the guy’s shirt quickly soak with his blood.

“Find out who sent him.” Dad grunted as he opened the door and held the guy in a choke hold.

“How am I suppose to do that if you’re choking him!” I yelled and looked around.

Someone must have heard those gunshots. There’s no way no one would’ve heard.

Unless everyone leaving in those buildings are deaf.

“Get his phone.” Dad urged as a soft ping sound comes from the guys now lit up pocket.

He’s groaning in pain, coughing up his own blood but still struggles.

“If I were you, I’d stop struggling boy.” Dad hissed in his ear and nudged his chin to the guy’s pocket.

“Hurry up Christopher so we can get out of here.”

I quickly took out his phone.

“Fingerprint.” I grumble, fighting with the guy to grab his hand.

When I do, I pinched his finger and placed it on his screen. The phone unlocks and I quickly tapped on the text.

“That asshole! I knew Aiden was behind this shit!” I sneered as I read the messages between Aiden Xavier and the guy.

“Fuck!” I roared and slammed my fist on the jeep roof.

“What is it!?” Dad looked at me.

I shook my head, running my fingers through my hair in frustration. “He had this piece of shit follow us.” I pointed at the guy who looked like he was about to pass out soon. Or maybe he was about to die.

Either way he deserved it.

place. Took photos of us fucking Lillian.” I

send

I nod.

Dad roared and slammed his fist on the

his wound and

also confused on what

again and scrolled

around. It was still quiet and the streets were still dead. There were no sounds of sirens so no one had called the

to

eyes back to his and looked at the guy who seemed

Woozy.

“What? Are you crazy!?

snapped to mine furiously.

roared, pushing the guy’s now

door closed and walked

him, he’ll see what we’ve

down by us. That should scare him off a bit. He’ll not want to come after us after seeing how far we

my head. “I don’t know dad. He might retaliate by posting those photos online or he might give them to

think

hope you know what you’re doing,

phone. “Text him back and give him the location. We’ll be long gone when he gets

Aiden’s pov

floor,

was sickening. I hated

on the line. Keeney was fighting for his life

those Muralo

you please stop pacing for a

must be worrying him

went to sit down on one

told him to call my dad to make sure they

still safe.

Tenney’s phone to text me

was betting it on Christopher. Who knew how