Chapter 4 This Won't Be Good

Zayn POV

I honked repeatedly, but the person didn't make an attempt of moving.

F**k!

Someone really wants to die.

I stepped on the brakes and pushed the side door open. "Do you want to die?!" I roared immediately I stepped out of the car.

I marched furiously towards the person and to my utmost surprise; It was a lady.

A lady dressed in black outfit.

"Please I prefer not to die" She said frantically, I huffed. "Then get the f**k out of my way!" I yelled, she cringed a little.

"Please help me sir, I need to leave this place," She begged as she rubbed her palms together. "And who do you think I am? A good Samaritan?" I asked nonchalantly, she slowly looked away from my face and counted her steps backward. Good.

I walked back to my car and pulled it open; I glanced towards the lady's direction and breathe out. Furthermore, I shut the car door and strode towards her again. "Where are you going?" I asked her, trying to sound cool.

"I don't know sir, I just want to run away from them; I'm tired of being a widow and I want to avoid getting married again" She rushed her words, fighting her tears.

"Hold on..." I paused to scrutinize her, "you're a widow" I asked her, dimly, she nodded curtly, and I swallowed.

Even through the darkness, I could tell she's still very young to be a widow.

"You will explain further later but for now, I'm rushing; so let's go" I urged her and walk ahead.

Are you really going to help her? My subconscious mind whispers to my ear and I scoffed softly.

I got behind the wheel and ignited the engine, but the lady in black hasn't come in.

I winded down the glass and saw her standing like a plaque close to the car, I frowned, "Do you want me to change my mind?" I asked her hoarsely, and she quickly pulled the car door and hopped in.

Shortly,

I parked the car carelessly and shove a hand into my hair and turned to the lady in black on the passenger seat.

"You should wait here, I will be back," I instructed before stepping out of the car.

I adjusted my red jacket and walked towards the building.

"You are late, Zayn," Reid says as soon as I approached him on the stairs.

Yeah... I met a lost widow on my way here and decided to help her. I secretly rolled my eyes at my supposed answer.

"Where's he?" I asked him instead as I climbed the stairs. "He's in the guest room," He replied as we both ascended the stairs.

Reid opened the door, I entered, he followed.

A smirk run upon my lips immediately I sight him on a chair with his hands tied behind his back.

"You are going to regret this Zayn" He snorted, I let out a small laugh.

I sat on a stool across him and dug my left hand inside my jacket trouser to fetch my cigarette pack. I pulled one of the cigarette and place it in between my lips as I collected a lighter from Reid. "Are you threatening me now?" I asked him as I puffed out the smoke to his face, he let out a small cough.

"I'm only giving you ten seconds buddy, if you don't tell me who the f**k gave out the information to William then you won't leave me no other choice but to blow your dumb skull I threatened, he laughed hysterically.

Reid and I exchanged a look. Is he okay?

"Even if you place a knife to my throat now, I will never tell you," He said bluntly, and I shook my head.

I rise to my feet with the cigarette in my hand. "You really have nothing to say, right?" I asked him, but he just stared at him.

"I knew all along you will prove this stubborn but don't worry, your case is closed already" I told him and stretches my left hand to Reid without looking at him. "Zayn, you should calm..." "Give it to me, Reid" I butt in, he sighed loudly before placing it in my hand.

I place the cigarette in between my lips and cocked the short gun. "And for the last time, do you have something to say?" I asked him as I pressed the gun to his head,, but he just glared at me. "Alright then, you should rest in pieces" I told him as I pulled the trigger, he fell to the floor with the chair, unconsciously.

"You shouldn't have killed him, Zayn, we could still persuade him. How do we get to know the person now?" Reid says frantically, I huffed. "F**k that Reid! Does he look like someone who was ready to confess?" I asked him agitated, he slowly shook his head.

"Take care of this mess" I instructed as I ran a hand through my hair. I smoke from the cigarette and stepped out of the room.

Flora POV

I sat patiently in the car as I wait for him.

He should come out already, everywhere was damn silent.

But hold on... Where's this place?

His girlfriend's house?

Was that the reason he asked me to wait behind?

Cut the crap Flora and think... My subconscious mind cautions and I breathe out.

Someone opened the car and I jolted out of my thoughts.

Oh... It was him.

He has a lighted cigarette in his lips.

I watched him as he pulled his red jacket and tossed it backward.

Okay,

What's he doing?

He removed the cigarette from his lips and threw it out the window of the car.

Hold on, his arm is inked.

Wow... He puffed out smoke and I couldn't help but coughed loudly,, but he didn't even spare me a glance.

He ignited the car and sped into the dark night, and I watched as he drove like a maniac.

Alright,

This won't be good.