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"That’s understandable," I reply. "Everybody that knows about it wants me to drop it."
"There are other people that know now?" she asks.
"My personal confidant, Hakeem, is his name," I tell her.
She chuckles. "My bodyguard has a bodyguard."
In some sense, she’s right. It’s just that Hakeem is not my bodyguard. He is a brother. I let the statement slide though and she presses on.
"If we report him to the police and get a proper investigation on the matter, Thomas will definitely be going to prison for life without the possibility of parole. In my opinion, that’s worse than death."
"In your opinion," I scoff. "He's going to go to one of these cozy penitentiaries where nothing bad happens. They're going to give him clothes and feed him twice every day, and you think that's worse than death?"
"At least it’s better than you having to risk all your freedom," she says with resignation, probably because she knows I’m not going to give up. I’ve gone too far to do so.
"I just don’t want to lose you," she confesses. "These few days when you were too angry to talk to me…I felt it deep inside me. It wasn't just sadness. I grieved." Her hands clutch my sides tight. "I love you, Jordan. It’s more than just infatuation now. I want our love to last."
"I didn’t come to your house and take the form of your bodyguard for six months to fall in love with you, Rebecca. I’m sorry," I tell her.
"I understand that, but I also believe in fate. Fate brought us to the point we are now, me and you in love with each other. You think all that was for nothing?" she asks. "I couldn’t really give a damn about Thomas or if anything good or bad happens to him,but I’m done making another person’s life my priority when I have mine to live. He abused me, made me feel like I was the scum of the earth, but here I am working with him still. I’m his boss now. That’s fate.” She looks at me with her full eyes trying to sense the change in me.
Probably, just probably, there would be a chance that I would have a change of heart and shake my head so the crime I’m about to commit.
Hell no, there's very few that have changed, no matter how much she talks.
None of them come close to the quest for revenge that burns deep inside of me, especially when I’ve come this far to achieve that goal.
"Don’t worry, Rebecca. Fate never destined us to be, because if it did, I wouldn’t have to go back to Oman for a throne. You wouldn't want me to abandon that now, would you?" I ask, as I'm already getting drowsy.
"I wouldn’t want anything bad to happen to you, that’s just what I’m saying," she slurs as well. The both of us are drifting into sleep, cozy comforting sleep.
Just as I’m about to close my eyes in this beautiful slumber, I stroke her hair once more. This might be the last time her head would be on my shoulder, so it’s a memorable moment.
"I love you, Rebecca," it's the last thing I say, and the last thing I hear.
By the time I wake up in the morning, she's gone.
Just like I said,the next few days pass in a blur, and before any one of us realizes it, it's indeed till Rebecca and Thomas make their trip. The trip that I would be a part of as well and the decider of fate for every single one of us.
"You’re really going to do this, huh?" Hakeem asks as I make final preparations. “I’m surprised even Rebecca wasn’t able to convince you otherwise.”
"Me too, brother, me too," I sigh.
For the assassination of Thomas, I’ve prepared two simple weapons.
The first is a dagger, which is pretty much self-explanatory. I will do to him what he did to my father.
It's as simple as that. I fantasize something unhealthy, which is me loving the moment when my knife will be shoved deep inside his throat, bringing out the blood and everything that would follow.
I need to purify myself of all these evil thoughts, but that would only be after I’m done.
The next weapon is a Glock 17.
If the knife doesn't do the job, or if, somehow, I’m not able to get a chance for it, the gun will help me.
If every other thing fails, I have my hands. They won’t fail me. The pure variation from a wounded, angry man will do the trick if nothing else does.
"I really know I can’t try to talk you out of this," Hakeem says, "but I have no other way to get you to stop. I’m going to be on you as much as I can."
