Lucas brings the call to an end with a frightful smile plastered on his face. The evil grin plastered on his face made him look shivery.
Lucas slides out his pistol “Finally, it's time to make use of this weapon after a long wait and patience, She would be mine in no time. It's time to execute my initial plans.” Lucas.
He firmly clenches his pistol, his glance flickered as his footsteps became silent.
He ultimately sighted her out of the corner of his eye.
“Dad, do you think Mum is cheating? Or she's just having a break from us?” Celine reported she swung her restless gaze to his gun.
“Where did you get this toy? it appears to be genuine!”Celine asked, giggling.
His crudely insulting stare got her frightened, his smile spreads from ear to ear, and he points the gun at Celine. “Get down!” Lucas ordered. Her goofy eyes scanned around “It's just you in this room, Dad!”
“Who are you yelling at, Dad?” Celine maintains her goofy eyes.
“Damn! Are you this dumb? Don't you understand the fact that we are not related? Your dad is in the city, well he should be dead by now, you can go meet him in hell” Lucas chuckles staring widely.
Celine laughs
“come on, Dad. Enough of these expensive jokes. Enough!”
“What sort of joke is this, Dad? We should locate Mum's whereabouts!” Celine roared. Lucas gnashes his teeth, and he pulled the trigger to the wall, shooting the wall.
Celine paused after she glimpses the bullet fired, she understood he isn't joking. She raised her hands in the air, she became nervous and uncomfortable. She didn't understand if it was a nightmare she could knock out of or reality.
“But why?”
“My plans to make Bianca mine failed over and over but using you as a hostage isn't a bad idea. Partnering with David isn't a bad idea, after all. I get Bianca as my wife and he gets you as a little mistress.” Lucas grunts, his eyes wide open smiling at confused Celine.
“Who's David? Why me? Why would I become a mistress overnight? Are you keeping something from me?” Celine inquired with a trembling voice.
“I’m a spy sent from the man at the top. Don't bother asking questions, you would understand with time.” Lucas chuckles. Celine walks back, keeping her distance from him.
“Talking to you made me have second thoughts. How about I get rid of you once and for all? You impede my goal. It would be a pleasure to get rid of you on time.” Lucas announced his new scheme.
“No! Please, I would be a gentle hostage, I promise.” Celine stammers, her bushy brows beetled. Celine wraps an arm around herself, she continued walking backward until her back hits the wall.
Lucas stayed at a spot, he grimaces her trembling, his grip on the pistol tightens,
“No time for chit-chat. Goodbye, Celine.”
Celine gasps, nodding in refusal.
“No, Dad! Think about those years we spent together.” Celine whimpers. Before Lucas could pull the trigger, a ceramic flower vase sways in the air on his head.
Eventually, the flower vase hits Lucas's head. Lucas groans in pain, his pistol drops from his hand. He subconsciously grabs his mid-head, falling to the ground afterward.
Celine's visage tailed him till he became unconscious. She opens her mouth taking a deep breath in. A relief lays upon her soul. She shifts her visage to glimpse the action behind the unconscious man.
Emily pants, still holding unto the flower vase in her hands, and she tosses it to the floor. Celine beams, and she ran into Emily's arms.
“Im so grateful, Emily. Thank you for saving my life.” Celine appreciates it, she kept on clinging onto muted Emily.
Emily's silence broke when her lover, Jones barged into their midst. He holds onto Emily's hand, yanking Celine's grip off her wrist.
“I murdered him! ” Emily's voice breaks, she kept on staring at a spot.
Jones gasps, and he glimpses an unconscious body on the ground.
“Emily, you saved my life. You got rid of that monster, it was a great job. I was meditating on my last prayers when you came to my rescue. You are my hero.” Celine appreciates once again but it seems Emily isn't attentive to any word uttered, she looked emotionless, shifting her gaze to Lucas's body.
“Emily, I warned you not to barge into their home but you insisted. Just take a look at the outcome of your disobedience, you murdered him.” Jones pouts, keeping his distance from the body.
“Jones, I'm not shocked these dirty words are uttered from you. You are filthy, you won't understand the term defense or help” Celine made a mockery out of him, she moves close to the body and takes the gun. “I have no idea of how to trigger a gun but these should scare any rascal on our way.”
“Our? I hope I'm not included in your assassination group. After you both murdered this guy, who knows the next person on your lists.”
“I murdered him!” Emily mumbles, and tears begin to break from her eyes. She stares at her trembling hands with disdain.
“Come on, Emily. How sure are you that he is dead? This man uses his head to break coconuts, he is as strong as a rock. We should be bothered about getting out of here on time.” Celine convinced, snapping Emily to her senses. Emily staggers “Really?”
“Yeah. We have no reason to panic, our next aim is to get the hell out of here and go find my mother and father, I guess” Her voice softens as she utters the word father. She's in distress but trying her possible best to muster the courage.
“What do you mean? Your father…”
“Emily, The man I called dad wasn't my biological father all along. I have been deceived all my life. No one knows the other lies I believed?”
Jones claps his hands.
“Nice! I sometimes wonder how you manage to cook lies in a blink of an eye. So talented!”
“We have no time for this, Celine. I think we need to find your mum in time. We need to save them before it's too late.” Emily questions.
”I have no idea of her whereabouts. Where do I start searching for her?”
Emily tilts her head, pressing her lips together. She suddenly snaps her fingers “Go check her room, you would find something. Here's the plan, I will go get materials for our journey to the city. Celine, find clues, and Jones, tie him up.”
Celine gave a positive nod “Aye!” she ran into her mother's bedroom, searching.
“I can't dip my hands into illegal acts, I wouldn't wish to spend the rest of my life in jail.