The Million Dollar Man

Everything had changed since then.

<< I suppose you do remember him then? » The man inquired, breaking me away from my thoughts.

I swallowed roughly, wincing as a sharp sting shot through my throat. << Yes, I do. » My voice was barely audible as I waited nervously for his response.

« Good, » he nodded, his lips forming thin line as he thought over what he was about to tell her next.

It was his next question surprised her.

<< Blew him up, right? Not even a second thought, huh? » There was venom tainting his tone as he asked these questions.

<< I, I stuttered out, << It wasn't exactly my choice! >>

Something about this situation was giving me anxiety. It was as though a red flag was being waved in front of my face. From the way his tone became lethal to the murderous expression he wore-I knew I was walking on thin ice. << Oh I see, » he chuckled bitterly. << You're the innocent one in this. >>

I pressed my lips together in a firm line as he continued to speak. Something in the pit of my stomach was telling me that this was about to get a hell of a lot worse.

<< Because from what I've heard, you're the one who 'baited,' as you would call it, him into taking you to his house, where Sebastian and his buddies stole some information along with placing a bomb in the lower floor. >> My eyes met his as he recounted everything that had happened that first night.

My heart rate accelerated when the man's features turned dark and demonic. His eyes were nearly black as he spat out his next few words.

<< Listen closely you little bitch, I think you should know just how much I didn't appreciate you killing my baby brother. >>

And suddenly, those familiar features and his hazel eyes finally had someone to be linked to.

I could feel the blood drain from my face, leaving me sweaty and clammy.

<< I think it's time I properly introduce myself, love. » He bit out, leaning down so that his hands rested on my legs and he face was mere inches from mine. << The name is Sampson Forrest, and I going to make you regret ever meeting my younger brother. >>

He was expecting me to plead for my life, to beg for forgiveness and what not.

The only thing was, while he may have beaten me senseless on numerous occasions, I wasn't about to lighten up on him anytime soon.

<< Got anything else to say? » He growled out, annoyed at my lack of a response.

I felt my signature smirk tug at the corners of my lips as I peered into his dark eyes. << You're parents must have really hated you too, because Sampson and Chuck are pretty shitty names. >>

A taunting laugh left my lips as I continued to smirk at the now furious Sampson Forrest.

He let out a roar of frustration before he leaned back down to my eye level. << I'm going to have fun ruining you. >>

<< Is that so ? >> I countered back instantly, << As much fun as I had when your brother was blown to bits? >>

The noise that rose from Sampson was inhuman as he whipped his hand into my face, causing the chair and me to topple over.

<< Just you wait, little Evie, just you wait. >>

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Sebastian watched with amusement as Chief Carter screeched orders from outside of his cell. Clearly something had gone wrong, leaving the police force in a frenzy.

Sebastian forced himself to remain calm as possible when Callum was thrown into the room, cuffed and all.

Judging from the bruises covering his face, Sebastian could conjecture that Carter had continuously tried to get information out of him.

The only question was, why?

Only a few hours before had she told Sebastian herself that she had enough evidence gathered on them to take down all three of them. What more was she looking for?

Callum looked up at him through bruised eyelids, his signature smirk tracing over his lips.

<< Mason is one cheeky little fucker. >>

It was all he had said to Sebastian just before Chief Carter burst into the room. For once, her calm composure had broken. Her hair was disheveled and her eyes were ablaze.

Sebastian could practically see the steam shooting out of her ears as he marched back in forth in the room.

Much to Sebastian's relief, Mason was led back into the room. Just like Callum, Mason had bruises spotting over his skin, and a deeply cut lip.

<< You ! » She snarled out, pointing straight at Mason. << How dare you! >> Profanities flooded out of her mouth as she paced around the room.

Sebastian looked back and forth in between the two, confusion clouding his thoughts as he tried to figure out what had happened. He watched as another officer walked into the room nervously, his eyes flickering around at all the people surrounding him.

<< You can still get Mason for-<< he tried to whisper to Chief Carter, yet her impetuous attitude caused her to cut him off immediately.

<< No! No, I don't want to get just Mason! >> She was shrieking loudly, causing everyone to wince. << I want to get them all! >>

Sebastian instantly turned to look at Mason, who was now grinning while his eyes twinkled mischievously.

With one final scream, Chief Carter exited the room, followed by all of her flying monkeys.

<< I may, » Mason said after a few moments, << have wiped all evidence that there was at the house. >>

Sebastian's eyes widened at his words, and suddenly, he broke out into a smile. Finally, he was given some good news to work with.

<< So she's got nothing? >> Sebastian asked, his eyes gleaming.

Mason smirked, << Nothing. Not even the security tape of you snapping that dick's neck in half. >>

Sebastian tilted back his head and laughed. He was never the optimistic one, but the with odds in his favor, who knew what could happen next.

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My eyes flew open as a loud sound echoed throughout the warehouse. I cautiously eyed the box that sat before me, seemingly filled with papers and folders.

I glanced up at Sampson and his companion who was flanked at his side. They towered over me, watching with knowing smirks as I eyed the box in front of myself.

<< What is it? >> I asked softly. My voice was hoarse as I hadn't done much talking lately, just a lot of screaming and crying.

The two exchanged looks before Sampson stepped forward, kicking the box forward and within my reach. I hesitantly reached out for it, only to have my hand slapped away as Sampson crouched to my level.

<< Not just yet, eager Evie. >>

I cringed at his words before recoiling my hand and inching backwards as to distance myself.

Sampson's unnamed friend let out a quiet chuckle at my actions, causing me to send him a small glare. He responded with a sneer and a roll of his eyes, quite obviously done with my antics.

<< Have you ever wondered why or how the Kings came into your life? >> Sampson asked, causing me to turn my attention towards him.

I shook my head slightly, my brows furrowing together in confusion. << What are you talking about? >> I asked, my voice cracking as I tried to speak up.