“MS. SINCLAIR!” A loud masculine voice bawled authoritatively as Raine Sinclair jolted out of her train of thought, her gaze beamed on her wristwatch as her eyes widened with shock.
6:30 PM.
The time was far gone, she was so drowned in her thoughts that she had forgotten to leave for home. She gazed over at a tall security patrol officer in her workplace. The man was here to tell her to leave the office.
“I AM SORRY YOU CANNOT STAY IN THIS BUILDING ANY LONGER, YOU HAVE TO LEAVE NOW!” The man's voice chased away all doubts about his kind of personality.
“Have a nice weekend Ms. Sinclair.” Nelly Furtado, the cleaner who was busy doing some moping on the floor, said with a wave of her hands.
“Have a lovely weekend, Nelly.” She smiled with an innocent reveal of her dimples as she rose from the high-neck swivel chair in which she was sitting. Her muscles twitched as she turned off her computer and grabbed her purse from the side of her table.
With her bag in her hand, Rain strutted vigorously on high stiletto heels which clip-clapped against the floor. Her body stiffened as she passed close to the security guy and hurried towards the door. She reached closer to the door, stretched a hand and gripped the doorknob. She twisted it and stepped out with the security patrol officer following her every step.
Nelly Furtado only felt some relief after Rain had left for home, she smiled with an evil grin on her face, and her eyes seemed to steam out a word— and the word was none-other than hate. Within herself, she felt like grabbing Rain’s head and slamming it against the hard wall of the office, but doing that would only ruin it all. She searched thoroughly for her mobile phone with courteousness. Her hands caught the phone at a corner in the large, spacious pockets of her cleaning overall. She gripped the phone tightly as she brought it out and presented it right before herself, her fingers tapped effortlessly on the screen as she dialed an unknown number.
“Hello Stone.”
“Rain has just left the office, and she is on her way to her abode, so you can order your boys to get to work.” She chided deeply with a dark, resounding tone that portrayed inner meanings. Nelly hardly fought— not to cackle but the urgent feel of victory struck in her veins as her lips shot open and there it went, the cackle.
Nelly smiled wickedly, her brows quivering as she pouted her lips.
Of all the reasons she was happy was that she laughed last.
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The rest of the drive from the office down to her abode was quiet, she couldn't wait to get home and read herself to sleep with a book she'd picked up a week ago. The book included magical powers, caves, and sorcerers. She sighed with an energetic flow in her.
Her hands got hold of the keys in the keyhole as she dragged them out and turned to the glass window of the driver's seat. Her gaze seeped through the transparent glass of her window, her gaze beamed on the building in which she lived.
The same building she rented an apartment in just to survive in the rough nation of Canada. The house stood weakly as though it would collapse any time from now. Although the house looked unkempt, Rain relieved herself that she was going to rent a better apartment when she could afford one. But that was a lie— it had always been a lie— a lie she lied to herself to relieve herself of the burden she hardly labored to carry.
Although, her salary could only pay her bills and also buy enough food to run her for the next incoming month. Throughout the long period of some minutes, she found her heartbeat racing faster than it had ever done. She found herself sinking into her thinking routines, as she tried to shrug off the depression which manifested from the thought of her apartment.
Rain looked at the side rear mirror which enabled her to see the back view of her car, her gaze shot at it, and it reflected upon the view of a car, one she knew no one in the entire apartment owned. A car that looked so dusty and rugged looking, she preferred her car to it.
She watched closely as the driver of the car opened the driver's seat window and popped out his head as he looked in the direction of her car. Rain felt an unknown curiosity setting channels in her system, her lids flickered as curiosity and eagerness swamped together in her. She looked closely with doubt and fear, but suddenly the curiosity and the eagerness died down the instant she remembered that he could be a visitor.
She took the handle of the driver's seat door, and she pushed gently as she stepped out into the summer heat as walked off in the direction of her apartment. As she walked, Rain could sense the smell of a masculine cologne in the air, and that only made her tenser than she already was.
Her eyes glistened brightly with shock as a thought popped up in her head, she had followed. But that couldn't be possible, maybe, it had been a coincidence. She continued off, but the sounds of some footsteps filled the air and that made her uncomfortable and unsafe.
As she walked, she tried to get a clear view of her follower's face, she purposefully dropped her bag and pretended to be picking it up as her head faced the back. Her gaze beamed on a masculine figure of a man putting on a black hoodie and some black jeans. Her gaze roved lower to a black item popping out of his pockets.
Rain tried to accumulate the view and figure it out and her eyes lit up with shock as a thought struck her mind at the thought of a word.
GUN.
The three-lettered words played over and over in her head. She blinked, blank-faced with her face powdered in sweat, her senses whirled with fear as fear gripped her heart.
Rain tried to shrug off the poignant feeling of fright, but she found herself drawn by a potent power too hard to breach as a tug of emotions blew her away like a mighty wind.
Even with the adrenaline rush pumping in her veins, she ransacked her brain for ideas that could help her to get out of the problem she was in. She prayed silently for a way out as a word drove out of her brain.
RUN.
Rain felt her legs move on their own, they moved so fast she doubted the power she was using to run.
“STOP RIGHT THIS INSTANT, YOU FOOL!” A loud masculine velvety voice chimed from behind as she heard gunshots, but she didn't even bother to stop with the panic attack she was going through. She heard the clanking of metals as a large metal charged directly at her face with the aim of hitting her head, Rain shifted her head to a side to stop the metal from hitting her head, but she was unfortunate, the person who had thrown the metal had a straightened throw.
She watched everything around her turn into darkness as she felt everything go into stillness as the pain set in. Blood oozed out of her head as it smacked vehemently against the floor. Her breathing turned faint and light, she was now struggling to breathe as she drew in oxygen and found it hard to breathe as she gasped out forcefully.
Slowly, her lids went into closeness as everything blacked out in front of her, she prayed silently for someone to come to his rescue.
A messiah to come to her rescue.
But faith wasn't listening.