Chapter 157: Black Guest [2]
Barbra placed her palm on her table for balance, she watched as Chase Wyatt walked away right before her eyes.
She couldn’t act, she couldn’t think, she just watched as Chase left her office, the door sliding shut.
Her fist clenched, hard. Pain and anger boiling her insides, she took a harsh uneven breath, her eyes clouded with anger. Her head was in disarray and she was forced to hold onto her forehead.
***
Downtown
"Kayla are you sure we are in the right place?" Race asked for the tenth ti today, they had been out here, tracking Genesis’ location but he was nowhere to be found, like a ghost who didn’t want to be found.
Race just sighed, leaning on the black sports car, watching Kayla in a distance checking her device.
"There’s no damn signal" she hissed, angry at the damn device that won’t function well.
Race sighed once more, the number of tis he has done that, he just couldn’t count, it was more than enough.
She whirled to him, not looking as angry as she was before, but worried about sothing.
"Don’t you think maybe we should have told Boss about this?" She reasons.
"You know we can’t, not until we know what Genesis is up to," Race said.
Kayla sighs.
"This doesn’t feel right, I have never done anything without the boss’ permission," she said guiltily.
"Look Kayla, don’t overwork yourself over it, we will tell him just when we know what Genesis is after, you rember what happened when they encounter him before" he reasons.
"He killed Riley’s mom, his own grand mom in cold blood".
Kayla gulps hard, nodding.
"So we keep looking, we handle it ourselves, Boss and Riley have been through enough".
"Okay" she agreed, there was no other way to see it. They have to do this, but in order to do anything, they have to find him first.
****
Unknown Neighborhood
Genesis was seated on a rooftop, watching the night skies with dull eyes, the wind blowing harshly around, he couldn’t rember the last ti he watched the skies, maybe never.
He observed the stars each of them, it was enthralling to watch, as they Illuminate gloriously. If only he knew how wonderful it was to stare at such beauty and not be bothered by anything, it was almost like the world disappeared around him, as he drowned himself in the peaceful highlights of the view.
"You’re at my spot" Heather said from behind.
"You watch the stars too?" he asked without looking back.
She approached him, taking a seat beside him but made sure to give him space.
"Yes I watch the skies too, it’s one of my favorite scenery," she said, enjoying the view.
Genesis eyes sadden.
"This is my first ti seeing the stars, all I have ever known is white ceiling, dications, syringes, lots of syringes, water tubes" he said faintly but Heather heard him.
Her eyes sadden at his words, what could he have possibly gone through in there.
"How long have you been inside the agency?" she asked, curious.
"2 years I think, ever since I was a fetus".
Heather froze, wait a minute.
"You said what now?" she asked with a skeptical look.
He finally faced her.
"A fetus" he said shrugging, wondering what the big deal was.
"Oh my God!" she exclaid, stunned.
"You were genetically made, gosh... Science is getting more crazy... That explains why just your one eye changes, the man behind this is a crazy ass scientist" she said amazed.
"It was my granddad," he said with a frown.
"Oh" she made a sound in a sad tone.
"Sorry I didn’t know".
"It’s okay," he states.
"I did worse," he adds faintly.
"Genesis" she said softly.
"I killed... " his teeth clenched tightly, as well as his fist.
"I killed my own grand mom" he held his head with both hands lost.
"I killed her, with my own hands" he adds, staring at his palms, it showed blood in his vision.
"I clawed her throat out... And do you know what’s worse, I was myself all along when I did it, if only I knew who she really was then...
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