Becca.
I stared at Allegra, slightly confused as to why she wanted to know what the man looked like. Her entire deanor changed the mont that I told her what had happened, and as it did, I felt slightly uneasy about the entire situation.
“Why do you want to know what he looked like?” I asked her, waiting for her to give an answer. She kept a stoic gaze as she turned and looked over her shoulder to see if anybody else was coming.
“Becca, just tell . What did this man look like?”
Again, with all the secrecy, she wasn’t giving a direct answer. But then again, I hadn’t actually answered her question either. Letting out a sigh, I rolled my eyes and turned back to the unpacking. “I don’t know. He was tall, blond hair. He wore sunglasses. There was nothing really different from him than anybody else, other than he looked very suspicious.”
My reply didn’t seem to impress her, and in fact, it seed to annoy her more than anything. Not wanting to cause any more complications, I decided that I would try to let the situation go by changing the subject.
“So I was thinking, tomorrow morning, we’re going to do a Big Breakfast here, cook a bunch of food, fruit, maybe sit out on the patio. My dad and his wife are going to be coming to join us—”
“Becca, this isn’t the ti to talk about tomorrow’s breakfast. This is serious,” Allegra replied, cutting off mid-sentence. I wasn’t sure what had gotten into her, but the fact that she was acting the way she was beca more than annoying with every passing mont.
Turning back to face her, I raised a brow and gave her a look of uncertainty. “Allegra, he was just so guy being nice, helping load the stroller. I was being paranoid. You’re overthinking things, and everything is fine now. Co on, we need to talk about tomorrow.”
Trying to push off the subject, not wanting to discuss it anymore about my weird interactions with strangers in the market, I attempted to continue what I was doing, but her hand quickly reached out, gripping my arm as she turned to face her. For so reason, I had a feeling that perhaps I wasn’t just being paranoid, that maybe this person was in fact, soone I needed to be careful of.
“Never think that you’re safe just because you don’t want to believe that you’re being paranoid.” Her cryptic ssage caught off guard, and I didn’t understand why she would say sothing like that. Moving to New Zealand was a safe place to be. It kept us out of the eye of everybody else.
“I don’t understand what you’re getting at. Moving here was ant to keep us safe. Nobody knows where we are.”
Laughter escaped her as she scoffed and then shook her head. “Becca, anybody can find where we are. Nowhere is exactly safe, unless you were to have changed your na and your complete identity. Even then, who knows? Anybody can find you, especially since you bought this house. Everything that you purchased with your cards or with any form of money is going to leave a paper trail, and just because we haven’t heard anything in such a long ti doesn’t an there aren’t people out there looking for you.”
Left with the possibility that sobody Jas had been in with back then could still be looking for , perhaps Sergei’s son, or anybody else that were from his clan, made my stomach turn. Neal and Allegra had told that I would be safe here.
They had assured that nobody was coming to look for . That I wouldn’t have any issues with being able to raise the children here perfectly safe and sound. And now, Allegra was telling there was a possibility that they could have found , that they could be coming after .
My mind swirled with the thoughts of sothing happening to my children because of this shit. “Oh, my God! Are you f*cking kidding right now?”
Panic set in, and as my heart raced, my breathing beca shallow, a panic attack settling over as I placed my hand against my chest, trying to calm my breathing. The last thing I wanted was to have to relive this crap once more. And yet, here again, I was caught in the middle of sothing that had nothing to do with .
How was I supposed to live a normal life with my children if I couldn’t get away from the past that seed to want to catch up to ? A past that I had nothing to do with.
“Becca, calm down. It’s okay. I’ll tell Neal what’s going on. Tell exactly where you saw him–” I knew she was trying to reassure , but the mont I snapped, my look at her cut her off mid-sentence.
“Don’t you dare tell that everything is gonna be okay! As if Neal can fix everything. He can’t even get a hold of himself, Allegra. How am I supposed to trust him, or even you, for that matter, to take care of things, to sort out all of this bullshit if every ti I turn around, it cos back to haunt ?” I didn’t an to speak to her the way I was, but I couldn’t help it. I was angry. I was frustrated. Most of all, I was scared.
There was no telling if this man was actually part of so criminal organization, and there was no telling if my life was ever going to get back to the way I wanted it to be. But one thing was for sure, I would never allow anyone to get near my children that could possibly harm them, and if that ant that I had to cut ties with both Allegra and Neal, then so be it.
Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes and counted backward from twenty. I had to calm myself because I was never going to think rationally in the state that I was in. If this guy was here to try and spy on or potentially bring harm to or the children, I had to be prepared to defend myself.
Firearms weren’t sothing that were typically found quite easily in this country, and though I knew what I needed to do, there was a part of that was scared to even do so.
“Becca, please don’t be angry with . I’m not saying that this is for sure that kind of situation, but I just want to make you aware so you don’t put the possibility out of your mind.”
Her soft-spoken words took by surprise again. Was she seriously going to sit here and tell not to be worried about sothing like this when she clearly stated that it could be sobody dangerous?
“Allegra, I think you have a phone call to make to your brother. And in the anti, I’m going to put the rest of this away, and then I’m going to go spend ti with my children because I can’t deal with this right now. I can’t deal with the fact that this shit keeps following . I don’t want any part of it.”
She didn’t bother waiting for to say anything else after I spoke, nor did she bother to respond. All she did was nod her head and quickly disappear. I wasn’t sure where she was going or what she was going to do, but at that mont, I didn’t care.
I didn’t even want to see her or her brother. Because even though they had done so much to help protect and create a new life for , they were also continuously reminding of what had happened.
I wasn’t their plaything that they could dress up and use whenever they wanted to. I wasn’t sobody who could continuously be brought into the bullshit that had nothing to do with . If they wanted to live that kind of life, then that was on them. But with the way Neal had been acting lately, I highly doubted that he actually gave a f*ck anymore.
*****
Allegra.
Becca freaked out on over the entire situation; I should have almost expected it. However, I was taken back by her outburst, not realizing how angry she would be over the potential of having sobody follow her.
I knew for a fact that it had nothing to do with Neal or . But at the sa ti, it concerned because, had sobody that was dangerous potentially found us, it could end up being problematic.
The mont that I walked down the hallway, I quickly burst into Neal’s room. He was there, sitting on his computer, tapping away with the phone to his ear. I had no idea who he was talking to, and frankly, I didn’t care at that mont. But as soon as I walked in, and his eyes t mine, he quickly told the person he had to go.
Hanging up his phone, his brows furrowed, and a concerned glare was on his face. “This better be good. I was in the middle of a business eting.”
He knew very well that I would never just burst into his room for any reason, so with a deep breath, I decided to ask so questions of my own. “Do you have Becca being followed?”
“What?” he replied as his eyes widened slightly before shaking his head no. “Why would I need to have her followed if I’m already here? That makes no sense.”
“Well, Becca had an incident at the market today. She said that she saw sobody watching her, but then she just played it down as being completely paranoid. But then it just so happened that when she and her father were loading the children in the car, that sa person stopped and helped her load the strollers in the back of the vehicle. She said she found it very mysterious, but then just played it off as her overthinking things.”
Neal stood there, staring at , completely in shock. I didn’t bla him. Honestly. The entire situation was completely flabbergasting. All of these months, we’ve had no issues from anybody. Other than Jas, of course, doing what he was doing. And then an idea popped into my mind.
“Neal, you don’t think that it’s ‘you know who,’ do you?” I replied, just in case. Becca was looming outside the door, trying to take a sneak peek into the conversation I was having with my brother.
At my words, his brows rose quite quickly and then narrowed in anger as he clenched his fist at his sides. “He wouldn’t.”
“Oh, wouldn’t he?” I laughed, shaking my head. “I suppose you better call him and figure this out.”
If it was Jas, then Becca wasn’t in any imdiate danger. However, it would be problematic, and that was exactly the reason why I told Neal not to cut Jas off to begin with.
Now, Neal had a problem, and he had it fixed.
And he’d better do it soon–before things escalate.
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