On The Run

Kim unhooks the seat belt and both exchange seats on the run. Ben opened the car drawer and took out a black revolver. He loaded the gun.

"Come back to your seat." He said and again they exchanged seats. Ben slowed down and the car caught up.

"We're going to die," Kim yelled again.

"We're not going to die." Ben pressed the button and the glass rolled down. He stretched out the gun and targeted the man's head then pulled the trigger. The bullet flies out and penetrates through the glass, hitting his head. Blood flew out.

Ben made another U-turn before the car somersaulted and crashed landing.

Kim gasped. "How do you do that?"

***

Ben drives to his house. He walked upstairs while Kim sat in the living room. He entered his library room and went to one of the shelves, removing a black textbook, and the shelf opened backward showing a secret room filled with guns.

Ben's military photos were hung on the wall with his awards as the captain of the team. He took out a brown briefcase and Rifle. He pieces the gun and sets it inside the case. He took an international passport from a box and opened it, Kim's passport was inside.

Kim was walking up and down with anxiety, running her hand through her hair furiously. Ben walked downstairs carrying the briefcase.

She confronts him as soon as he moves closer.

"Who are you? And why is everyone chasing us?" She asked.

Court.

The judges, prosecutors, and Defend attorneys with families and reporters gather in the courts for the murder case of Linda Jona.

Noah was sitting in the front beside his lawyer. He was staring at the unseen thing.

"April 14, 2023, at 12 afternoon Noah Ben was with the victim that noon before the incident, and the guards saw him drive out, you said you ended the relationship between her a month ago, what are you doing with the victim in her apartment?" The prosecutor asked.

Noah's lawyer raised from his seat. "My lord. On 10 September my client received a call from Linda Joan, she told him that she was scared, she had been receiving threatening calls from a stranger. My client refused to go, but she kept calling 32 missed calls to be precise." He shows the paper evidence of the call details. "She even threatened him that she'll call his wife and tell her about the pregnancy. He didn't have a choice but to obey her." He faces the prosecutor.

You said 12 noon, the incident happened at 11:29 pm, how did that relate? my client did not murdered the disease"

"If he is not the murderer, how come he is so accurate to the evidence? 6 feet and uses left hand. The button found on her bed belongs to him, due to the results showing Noah and Linda's fingerprints.

"All of this is not a genuine acquisition. Anyone could be six feet tall or use their left hand. And about the button, they got into an argument, and she roughed him. The victim was doing fine before he left." His lawyer defended.

"How sure are you?" He asked.

"The guards said she came to the compound to catch fresh air and she was perfectly okay. You don't have solid evidence."

The judge hit the Congress gavels. "Enough." He said. "Noah king, did you accept this acquisition of murdering Linda Joan or not?"

Noah went silent for a while, he narrowed his sharp eyes, as the flashback displayed in his eyes.

September 14, 12:45

Afternoon.

Inside Linda's bedroom.

"Hey, why did you call me here, don't you have any shame, after I warned you not to call my line again!" Noah yelled.

Linda seemed nervous. She was bitten on her fingernail, and there was a dark circle under her eyes. "Are you the one threatening me? Because of the voice recorder?"

"You're crazy, I don't have spare time for all of that. I'm swamped with work. Is this the reason why you called me? You must be out of your mind! Your stupid pregnancy must be affecting your little brain." He yelled.

"You can't do this to me. I haven't slept for two days now. You're the only one that could do that because you don't want your secret to be exposed." Linda said.

Noah scoffed. "This woman must be crazy!

I'm going, don't you ever call my cell phone again." He turned to leave.

Linda grabbed his arm, swung him back to her with false and held his shirt in her hand.

"You won't go! You scumbag! I'm going to kill Myself!" She yelled.

"Yes, just die! I'm tired of seeing your devil face!" He yelled, trying to free her hands from his shirt, but her grip was so tight that one of the buttons managed to lose and fly to the bed.

He pushed her and she hit the wall. "You crazy woman, I don't want to see your ugly face again." He walked out of the room and slammed the door shut behind him.

"12:15 am

Midnight.

Noah was sleeping on his bed when his phone rang out, he reached for it beside him. He moved the sleeping mask from his face to see who was calling. It was an unknown number, so he picked it up.

"The deed has been done." A voice said.

"The flash," Noah said.

"We can't find it, but she's dead."

Noah sat up on his bed suddenly. "What? You did what?" He yelled.

"She was struggling to remove the mask from my face. If she recognizes my face we are finished."

"I told you to get the fucking flash, not killing her," Noah muttered trying to lower his voice.

"Relax, You're not the only one in this mess, your secret and ours are inside that flash, we've got to get it at all costs. Don't worry we know who could have it, I would inform the boss to gather some boys and we would find it by all means."

He hung up, Noah ran his hand through his hair And tossed the phone away with rage. "Goddamnit!".