Chapter 28: Escaped Part 1
He casted a skeptical eye, but his eyes twinkled with interest. With the phone as his hostage he sat down at a boulder at the roadside. “Speak.” He commanded, waving the gun at me intimidatingly.
I cleared my throat and mustered all the marketing skills that I had cultivated over the years to make sure that my offer would appeal to him.
“The Chess Player is after the both of us.” I started. Not knowing if James knows the Chess Player identity, I decided to not reveal Mark's name against better judgement. It won't make Mark's mood any better if he knows that I told James his identity after him warning me not to tell anyone about him in case the plan goes down the drain it.
Mark is already going to be livid if he meets his vacant home no need to throw oil on it.
“Yeah, he wants my head on the platter and your ass on the bed.”
I almost choked on my own saliva before regaining back my posture as I felt the heat creeping up my face. “S-Shut up, that's not the point.” I stuttered.