Entangled With The Mafia Boss

CHAPTER 4

Michelle's POV

I walked out of the cell with a light head and heavy heart as his words began to hit my head so hard. I don't understand what is going on anymore!

Who am I to trust? Who am I to question? A criminal or the organization I have always known?

Mr Williams rushed towards me with a very scared expression. “What happened in there?” He asked and I looked up into his face.

“Nothing!” I replied, and instantly, his face changed into a disappointed look.

“What do you mean he didn't say anything? You were in there for the whole session, and you meant to tell me you guys didn't talk about anything.” He yelled and I turned to him and looked him straight in the eye. “I thought you were going to pass his test!”

“Just like you said, he is a kind of manipulation, and he said he was going to make me see what you think about me!

And is this it? A liar! You don't even trust me. If you don't trust me, why did you bring me for this case?

You didn't care about my safety, did you? The first thing you asked about was what he said: what if he molested or harassed me? You don't care! So, let me ask, why did you give me this job? Why??” I yelled back at him and he immediately calmed down, understanding I was angry at him.

“It is not like that, Michelle! He just wants to create confusion in our midst! Go home and relax! We won't allow him to have so much control tomorrow!” He said and patted my shoulder.

“Bye!” I greeted angrily and walked away. I could tell he was watching me till I was out of sight and only then was I able to let go of my breath.

I don't know why I listened to that Bruce and kept the matter a secret but I could tell there is more to this matter but why me?

I drove straight home, and the moment I walked into the house, I remembered how a stranger had sneaked into my house. I quickly locked the door and bounced on the couch tiredly.

I started thinking of the way forward when my phone suddenly rang. It was an unknown number. I was scared, considering the recent happenings, but curiosity got the best of me, and I picked up.

“Hello!” I said, and a strange, familiar voice came through.

“Hello, Miss Michelle,” he said, and I instantly looked around the room to be sure he wasn't there again.

“You again, Why are you calling me? How did you even get my number?” I asked and he spoke out of urgency.

“Miss Michelle, I know you don't trust me, but kindly leave your house right this minute; they are coming for you!” He said and I stood up instantly and walked to the window.

“What are you talking about?” I asked as I didn't see anything.

“Pick anything you want to and get into your car and leave right now; they are very close to your house, Miss Michelle,” he said, and the signal suddenly went off.

I tried seeing what was wrong with my phone but it was totally off. I pick my bag and headed straight to my study room and near the table, I unlocked my secret room and ran inside and locked it.

I couldn't think of anywhere to run to, but this place is secure, can't be opened with my biometrics, and I can see everywhere in the room from here.

I don't want to trust that strange, but I can't take risks as well. I was almost doubting for about five minutes when suddenly I saw my front door collapse!

I was shocked to see a trope of men in armor rushing into my house; they began to search everywhere and trash everything I had inside.

Maximus was right, they were absolutely coming for my life. I watched every action of theirs and just after a long destruction process, their boss came out.

I was shocked to see a familiar stranger; it was the strange guy I saw at the supermarket yesterday. I was quite suspicious of him and later turned down the feeling unknowingly that he was really after me.

He spoke to the men and from the view, I could tell he was very angry. He slapped the man in front of him and ordered them all out.

He suddenly stared at my portrait that was hanging on the wall and picked it up and smashed it to the ground angrily.

If he could do that to my favorite picture, what would he have done if he had seen me today? After staring at the sitting room for a while, he walked out and I could see their cars leaving one after the other.

They had brought five vans to get just me! What have I done wrong to warrant such a huge move? Bruce Lashley, what is it with you?

In just two days, my life has been threatened so badly.

I grabbed my stuff and opened the secret room after two hours of ensuring that they had really left and they were not coming back.

I went out through the back door and walked up to my car, but unfortunately, it was not only trashed but also had a message on it.

They boldly wrote on it;

“YOU CAN'T RUN FOR LONG”

It was only then tears slipped right from my eyes. Where have I gone wrong? What is going on? I quickly hailed a cab to a hotel that was a bit far from my house but closer to the organization.

I booked a room on the third floor and locked myself in as soon as I got him and went to the bathroom to soak myself in a bathtub.

Thinking about all that happened, now I want to get to the bottom of this! Bruce was right, I didn't know what I got into but now, I am into it.

I will make sure I get to the bottom of it!

This is a promise!!