Chapter74

Elijah's POV: I was slowly walking, my head heavy and my conscience as well. Through the cold foggy and dangerous ghetto street, I walked. At midnight. I heard footsteps. Someone was following me. I turned, I saw a tall guy all in black with a mask on his face. I looked at his hand. He was holding a gun! I turned, afraid and began to run. I heard him follow me. He was catching up with me. Suddenly, another tall guy with the same mask appeared in front of me. I tried to switch directions but he slapped me hard across the face with his own gun. The next thing I felt was the cold wet floor. I looked up at them, feeling pain. They looked down at me. "Hello, Elijah," one said. "Wh– who sent you?? Christina sent you!" The guy squatted close to me. Looking at me into the eyes. He had familiar eyes. "Christina did not send me." "Pl– please, who are–" the other hit me hard in the ribs and I cried out in pain, "AAH! Please!" "Tell me one thing," the first said. "Wh– what??" "Where did you burry Paul Wesley?" I stared at the masked guy. Christina hadn't sent him. I looked at his familiar eyes. "Didn't you hear me? Where did you bury Paul's body?!" he asked with sudden furiousness, pointing his gun at my forehead. He was going to shoot me! "Please, I–" "Hey, careful," the other masked guy told him trying to calm him down. I looked at the first, I saw hurt and anger in his eyes. "Where did you bury him?!" he repeated furiously. And then I remembered the eyes. "You– you have Paul's eyes," I stuttered in shock. The masked guy's eyes widened a little, "Who are you? Are you Sheridan??" I asked in shock. "Where is Paul's body?" he asked one last time, he was going to shoot me. Footsteps were heard from a distance. People from the bar were approaching. The other masked guy turned to the one pointing a gun at my head. "People are coming!" he grabbed the one pointing a gun at me and they both ran away, leaving me on the cold floor, confused, my subconscious screaming at me. Ace's POV: I stormed into my apartment, throwing my gun in the corner of the room. Keith came in right behind me. "Calm down, pal," he put a hand on my shoulder and we both sat down. "I didn't get any information from that bastard! Can you imagine that?? You should've let me shoot him!" I yelled angrily. "Shoot him? So you would go to jail for murder, allowing Christina to rule your company and allowing Heather in another man's arms? So all you fought for so far would be meaningless? Yeah, I should've probably let you shoot the idiot!" Keith said with sarcasm. I stared at the floor, tears welling up my eyes. Keith stared at me. "Everything will be fine, Ace." "He recognised me." "What?" "He said I had my father's eyes." "Yes, but he doesn't know your face. He doesn't even know you. He does not know you work in that company." I looked at Keith. "Yeah, but he'll tell Christina I'm alive." "They already consider him crazy. They won't believe him. Let's wait and see what tomorrow holds." *** Heather's POV: The next day I was back in California. Ace didn't know. I was going to surprise him at work. Gosh, I had so much to tell him and plus, I'd missed him a lot. At first, I'd planned to wait for him in his apartment until he returned, because I had the double of his keys. But then I changed my mind. I was going to surprise him at the office. * Ace's POV: While I worked the next day, I kept my mind on Heather. I missed her so much. I wanted her back in my arms. I needed her more than I'd ever done. While I thought, the images on my laptop caught my attention. Elijah and Rob had just entered Christina's office. "What are you doing here? I told both of y'all to call whenever you'd want to pass by! Didn't I??" Christina asked angrily. Both men took their seats. "I'm sorry Christina, but this idiot!" Rob pointed at Elijah, "Is claiming false things!". "I am not!" Christina shut them both. "What are these false things?" she asked Rob. "Ask him yourself." She turned to Elijah. "What is it Elijah? I sent rob to give you your money. Didn't he give you?" "I did," Rob stated. "Then what is it again, Elijah?" Elijah put an envelope full of money on the table. "Here Christina!" he retorted angrily, "Take your filthy money back! I don't want it! It can't stop the karma that is befalling us!" Christina looked at Elijah in confusion. "What the fuck are you talking about now?? What karma??" "I told you he's losing his mind," Rob said angrily. "Rob, shut up!" the witch yelled, and then turned to Elijah, "What is disturbing you?" "Sheridan. Sheridan, is alive! He attacked me yesterday!" I smiled to myself. "What?? Are you hearing yourself?" "He's alive! He is! He's back for revenge. I recognised him!" Shock could be seen on Christina's face. Even on Rob's. "You– you saw his face? He admitted he was the one??" she asked in fear. Elijah told them the story of the previous night. They didn't believe him of course. "You're a dumbass, Elijah. You didn't even see the attacker's face and plus, you were from drinking. You imagined shit. Get out of my office." "Christina, I've warned you!" he stood up angrily, "Don't come begging for help after. Sheridan is alive!" He stormed out of the office. * Sawyer's POV: I reached Ace's door. I was gonna sort things out with him, once and for all. Whether he liked it or not. I entered his office without knocking.