The Defiance novel

---- Chapter 15: To The Truth and Revelations (part 1) The drive to where we were supposed to talk privately was awfully quiet. My fingers played with one another , sight set on them. I didn't brave myself to look at him. I was mentally preparing myself. I didn't even mind counting the minutes we travelled ; I just sat there on his expensive car's passenger seat. He stopped the car in front of a large house. A mansion to be precise. "We're here", Seth said. I got nervous but braced myself.

He stepped out of the car right after he turned off the engine. I saw him threw his key on the man waiting outside the door. "Good evening, Sir'', the man greeted. I was about to open my door when Seth reached for it from the outside and opened it for me. He even guided me as I landed my feet on the gravelled pathway. "Thanks", Seth nodded. It was hushed though men flocked around and inside it. "This way", he appeared ... different .

If I thought he looked dangerous earlier at the fire exit on the hospital, I was dead wrong. This was him being lethal. I could feel people around him getting nervous and anxious when he walked past them. ---- Seth was holding my hand until we stopped to a door. He tapped his palm against some biometric pass code and automatically granted him access. Seth dropped my hand, lights flooded around us, the door shut locked, he strode to a bed I assumed his. "sit", he ordered.

When I did not made any move to follow his words, he might have noticed it even though his back was facing me, he looked over his shoulders, "Sit down, Alice" Annoyed , I took calculated step and sat at the chair placed nearby the sliding door leading to the room's balcony. "Stay here", Seth went inside another door and I took some time to study the place. The curtains were vintage looking but they looked cool. More of the whole room looked and felt vintage and manly.

There were not much things aside from the small couch at the corner , the round table with two chairs where I was sitting on one, a large bed, some paintings on the wall, three different doors I knew not leading outside, the sliding door to the balcony I've mentioned, no pictures. "Do you want to eat first or something to drink?", he came back wearing grey comfy looking sweatpants and plain black shirt. I swallowed and shook my head.

"T'm not hungry" ---- "Right", I watched him wandered around until he pulled a brandy and a glass from a small cabinet. "Do you mind?", he sat in front of me. "No. Go on." He bobbed his head and started to pour the drink on his glass and drank it straight down. "Ask away" Gazing at his eyes, I weighed my incoming questions. "T want to know really happened to Dean. All of it" "Right at the point, I see.

All of the things that Iam going to say are the things that I could only say to you are the things I knew from my own perspective and I knew from the story. They are the things I am willing to give away to you even if they cost a lot. They could even cost lives, Alice", he explained. The way he was warning me for what was about to come sent shivers tome. I gulped. "I guess the right way to start this is to tell you about the true nature of our job.

Aside from the chain of companies I run, we do illegal things", his eyes didn't faze or avoid mine throwing the truth in me. my hands shook. Illegal things. ---- "L-Like?" "Drugs. Underground fights, illegal racing, black market. Name it. We're connected to them" "Why? How?", I was confused. "It just happened I guess. We've been there even before I... left", that was when the only time he seemed to struggle with what he was saying. Was it the reason why he...

"Is it the reason why you left?", my eyes begun to burn with tears remembering how I've felt stupid for not knowing a single reason why I as abandoned by the only man I've loved. Thinking of where did I ever gone wrong. What went wrong or why I never been enough to make him stay. No trace, no good bye. Nothing. Every pain I've felt then, so many years ago, were beginning to resurface freshly.

Leaning closer with his elbows on the edge of the table, he roughly ran his hands on his face, "Let's talk about that after, it's part of it and you promised to give mea chance to explain myself" I bit my lips and agreed. He continued, "Dean joined us two years ago. I didn't know how he found me. Believe me when I say he gave me a good beating when saw me. We are not in a good term but I found out later on that he was part of an