The Son-In-Law’s Revenge

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Back at Chinatown…

Anxiety, panic and even worse regret, she cool feel everything trickling down her soul as she recapped the event that had happened for the last week's, she cool feel every bit of it hitting back at her in the most tremendous way ,for some reason it left a bitter feeling—

A numbness that nothing else could feel than his masculine presence, the thought of being alone, all of this left behind a totally different feeling that nothing else could penetrate.

Instead of the prickling feeling her body focused on the primal aspect that she had been scared and traumatized by the event.

When she had asked him to leave, she didn't think he would take it that far. With a concerned look on her face she made way to the patio staring out at the sunset that was setting beautifully.

She thought about his words again, when she recalled the entire situation that had led to everything that happened, it was obvious she was more wrong than right.

Perhaps, she had overreacted by asking that he stop meddling in her affairs, at the moment all she felt was nothing but silence.

The absence of Brock and Logan turned out to be more traumatic than she had thought it would be, In fact the quiet seemed to eat at her enough that her heart skipped with excitement the moment she got a call from him.

She mustered every bit of Womanly ego she could to answer the call as she wouldn't want to give him the impression that she had been worried about him.

"Thought you were never going to call. " She muttered.

"Well I am doing that right now, ain't I … The last time we spoke you mentioned not wanting to speak to me ever again. "

She shakes her head. If there was anyone that could be more arrogant it was definitely this man , but in a funny way she appeared to find this one thing attractive about him .

"How is your trip?" In an attempt to change the topic she mutters.

As she spoke she toyed with the on the table, she could listen to the silence from his other end and reluctantly, she asked the question that had been troubling her mind ever since the evening he left.

"Are you fine?"

There is no perfect way she would have wanted the question to be translated to him as her words had every hint of fear and concern in it.

He sighed deeply, the gasp that escaped from him was a practical significance of the fear weighing heavily in his mind.

"They are here."

It was all he said but she understood what he was trying to pass across.

"Where are you at the moment?" She inquired.

It didn't feel like the right questions soothing the moment but still it left every hint of her feelings.

" I feel the right thing at this moment is trying to help me out of here. I'd tell you about this later. "

She sighed. Confused of what to do, she tapped her pen against the table for what looked like a while.

"You do know that there is no way I can help you without knowing where you are."she grimaced. " Just make it easier. "

There was a long pause almost as though he was considering what she just said. When he did speak again it started with a sigh.

"What do you need?"

"I just need to know where you are, that is all "

" Well if you must know, I am in Hawaii. "

" You traveled that far to get away from me? "

She backed away till she was sitting down at her desk. She sighs, her dark brown eyes weary. “I would be able to send something, but it might take a while. "

" How long? "

" To be honest, it was pointless for you to go.” she paused. " I was just joking about the entire situation."

She remains silent, stunned at words or should he say a lie.

“No one is ever ready for the truth, I do understand that you were trying to protect yourself, but I needed this trip as well. ” he says softly, a hint of remorse in his voice.

The chip on her shoulder from guilt falls off literally, she felt calmer. "Would speak to Wade."

"Don't. " He muttered in a warning tone.

"This won’t resolve anything, you need his help, why not just admit it."

Her words catch him off guard and pull at something ugly in his chest.

The absolute nerve.

He was not sure who to be angrier at—The fact that he was left with no choice or the fact that she was so transparent.

“If I agree to having you tell him, then that doesn't mean it is accepting him right? "

She could hear a can result from the other end that looked like he was standing up. “When I get back to you all we need is your exact location we would deal with Wade issues later. "

******

He stopped pacing and thought of what she said, it had been two days since he had come across Chanel and it looked like she had more on her sleeves than she had initially thought.

He shakes his head listening to her last words and feeling fragged by them. “I don’t doubt what you do if I don't accept your terms so I'd say yes. "

"lt would be too great to let him help you, I’m worried about you. It’s easy to become too emotionally involved or attached when you lose people close to you. "

He scoffs at her words, though it was fascinating to see that he cared the fact that

she would be less than professional and filled him with so much comfort.

"Fine then I'd send it to him ."

“I leave you to that', I’ll see you in a few days.”

As he dropped the call he heard her sigh, he stood there in the room staring around at the ruins that were everywhere.

It looked like they'd been looking for something, but what was it?

And why pick his room?

On the wall the sign of two swords clashing was painted in dripping red , Logan takes pictures.

Click.