Chapitre 4: Crazy woman
The traffic light was red, the car stopped and went silent.
As if saying 'There's your answer.' Jefferson shrugged.
Blown away by the difference in the personality of Isabella, Sarah was tongue-tied, The traffic light went green but she so stunned that she only noticed when the cars behind honked and cussed.
She examined Jefferson's expression, although he didn't let anything show, He was blindsided for four years. For some reason, in her eyes, he resembled a dog that discovered his owner stepped on his tail on purpose.
Remembering the state he has been in recently and how this bitch might've contributed to it, made a familiar but forgotten emotion fill her chest, something she always battled to keep at bay.
Her breathing became rough and she was restlessly moving, She drove manual and her gear exchanged become rough.
Hearing a weird sound from the gear stick Jefferson started to sweat cold.
Sarah's eyes went gloomy cold, she smirked and spoke. Her tone was laced with an undisguised disgust, that felt sticky on the ears.
"Go ahead with that," Sarah said. "But, did you really become like this just because your family accepted you back and started to support you only after you become successful? Oh! you didn't know!? let me tell you some truth then! Most of the investment in your movies, comes from rich people laundering money, that includes drug lords and politicians, and guess who is trying to connect with those people? Your family!"
The mock and anger on her voice rose as she talked. the gear stick kept making cracking noises while Jefferson begged with his eyes for her to go slower.
She kept on laughing with her vein bulging.
"HAHA! I even caught a talk between your elder brother and the CEO of an international shipbuilding company, Their talked hinted heavily on a night of drinks with you, how you're so pretty. Ha! I felt pity for you before, but now I can only say; Congratulation on becoming a high-class whore."
She laughed madly.
Isabella was irrelevant to him now, but it was nice to see Sarah's old self. They arrived and she stopped the car, Jefferson thanked god for arriving safely.
But the call was still ongoing, a chuckle came from the other side of the call.
"You think I didn't know? Ugh, I already know their schemes and have my ways against it. Jeff, the whole voice in the sky sent the public astray, so you gained more time, take the divorce papers back. I already have numerous claims of violence and abuse against you ready, with proof that will convince anyone. Agree to it, and I'll at least give back your job and project, I 'll even sign a contract. You have until tomorrow noon."
*tack* the call ended
***
Eating a can of light yogurt, Isabella looked at the man beside her with cold, venomous eyes "Find a way to discover my family's real intention for me, and give me the contact of that whore's husband, I'll make her life a living hell."
The man bowed his head. A golden symbol of a hand holding earth was stitched on the collar if his black suit. He smiled brightly and walked away.
***
The car went silent. Sarah knows how he treasures his words and knew he wouldn't take the papers back. She sighed.
"I know it might offend you, but please listen, I need talented people on my firm, and you will need a job-"
*pat*
He patted the top of her head, he hadn't done that since they separated, it caught her off guard she wanted to slap his hand away but he took it back before she could move.
"Thank you for the concern, but " He smiled "I never lacked options."
He took his cellphone out tapped on the screen a few times and threw it to her.
He then looked outside the window.
The emotions on him were running wild. He hid it well. But every single emotion he had had since morning were three times more intense than usual. He felt annoyed by the voice on the cellphone so he wanted to destroy it, He felt desire for Sarah so he wanted to eat her up. He caressed his chest as if calming himself. Remembering Isabelle's tone he let out an ugly grin.
'It's one thing to divorce. it's another to try and have my head...' He chuckled and started planning.
Sarah read the message on his cellphone.
[Captain Jefferson Vidal Due to recent events the P1 city will be announced immediately. And although we have enough personnel, the lack of your presence brings us unease. We'd be more than happy to have a hero like you among us.
Clipped with this letter there's a list of vacancies. feel free to choose from residence and basic will be granted regardless of choice.
In case it interests you, please call us.
--Supreme Commander Reis.]
"Supreme commander Reis!?" She exclaimed 'He's the one responsible for the construction of a firm base in P1! The one everyone answers to!
As she held the phone another more simple message arrived with the contact name of "Old man Reis"
[Just come, you asshole] it said.
Sarah looked at him with wonder, "You only told me you quit the military when we divorced, is this one of the things you had to keep quiet about?"
He smiled.
Thinking of how Isabella was threatening to end his life just now, a happy chuckle blurted out of Sarah's mouth.
She was going to open the list to see the available jobs but something hit the window. Like phantom Jefferson pulled her upper body to his side and shoved her on the space in front of the car seats. Her shoulders and bottom hurt from the sudden movement, but her eyes fixated on the window. a tall man in a black suit carrying a rifle was right outside.
"While I deal with them, slowly get back to the front seat then bolt away."
He went out of the car wearing his completely white t-shirt and simple jean pants. Four-man encircled him. They were all a head taller and menacing looking.
The only one with a pistol smiled. "Miss Isabella sends good wishes and asks for you to consider well after having a taste of how your life will be from now on." He waved his hands " Boys!"
The rifles aimed at him from all angles. "Now, take this beating silently if you scream or try to fight back, we'll shoot."
'So it's only a beating...' Jefferson smiled. if they were trying to kill him a lost bullet might hit Sarah. But since it's only a beating, he can just put the four of them down and get this over with.
*Vrooooom* And extremely high motorcycle engine roar spread to them..
The four of them looked back, Jefferson's recognized the woman on the bike and his face contorted "Oh no..."
Four shots rang out consecutively. The four men fell down and were agonizing on the floor. Then a fifth shot brushed past Jefferson's shoulder leaving a superficial wound that bled a lot. The car door sprung open Sarah went out worriedly and looked at his shoulder wound with rage.
A female cop stopped beside them. The Triumph Tiger 800 XCx written police on the side was eye-catching enough, but the tight uniform following the sinful curves of the woman' body was the sole mind blower.
Sarah saw red "Raquel, are fucking crazy!? He's your brother!"
Jefferson looked back at the woman's gaze. Her cold, calm rage bore on him. He had the urge to apologize and lament but the warm energy on his chest ached and his eyes went stern. That wouldn't help him in any way, even more with that woman, "We'll talk inside." He said.
Without giving her another look he walked into the house.
He couldn't bring himself to get angry at her. But he couldn't show weakness to either.
Raquel took the police hat off and let her blonde hair lose, her eyes were cold as snow and blue as the sky. She scoffed at his attitude.
"If what you told Bella is a lie or it simply doesn't work. And you raised her hopes uselessly. The next shot will hit your head."
He ignored it and left Sarah behind.
Sarah looked a the cold blonde pinning down the agonizing man, her thighs were slightly thicker than normal because of muscles, giving her an erotic appeal, her bust was not the largest but it was still considered plentiful, but neither could take the aura of brutal tyrant emanating from her.
"This freak cultivated a great weapon.." Sarah thought aloud looking at Raquel's body.
Raquel ignored the ginger behind her and put the four-man on cuffs. The leader of them chuckled with his face on the dirty asphalt "You'll pay for this, little cop. you don't know how many hands are being scratched in this part of the city alone".
"Good, I expect you to name them all," Raquel said,
The man scoffed "Really, to think there are such clueless people. All the police station of this region were warned to not come here and yet there's this crazy bitch"
Raquel smiled. "Keep going, this will be juicy."
The man laughed as she turned him up, then he finally saw the rank on her shoulder.
"C-Colonel?" His eyes widened.
Remembering a young woman he saw on the news his eye widened even more "Raquel Dias? The Coronel and Captain of the elite troop BOPE!?"
His heart trembled but he decided to use his last card "The one behind this is Actress Isabella and her family, even if you are Raquel Dias do you think you'll get out scot-free!?"
At the mention of that name Raquel stopped smiling, the air cooled down, even though the day was at a good thirty-degree high temperature.
Her eyes half closed and she spoke softly. "You're dogs of that woman?"
Remembering that actress and how she married her brother, taking him away from their family left an indescribable cold rage inside of her.
'Not good.' Sarah thought and yelled, "Hey calm down!"
She jumped to try and hold the crazy woman
But Raquel had already pointed the gun.
She just smiled, a thing she never did. then pulled the trigger.
A shot sound rang out through the silent street
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