Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M

48. Gut feeling

Anonymous POV

I pace around my apartment feeling on edge. I’ve tried calling the bastard but he’s not picking up

He has been quiet since he burned down Ava’s house. That more than anything scares the crap

out of me because I don’t know what he is planning.

If I don’t know what he’s planning then I can’t come up with a counter attack incase he messes up

like Black Serpent.

Picking up my phone, I call one of my men.

“Boss?” Blake answers in the first ring.

“Have you been able to locate him?” I ask him.

I’m never one to worry. Never one to be anxious about things, but I was this time. I just got this bad

fucking feeling that something was going to happen.

I couldn’t shake the feeling of doom that was wrecking havoc inside me.

“No…it’s like he’s fallen completely off radar.” He replies, making me curse. “No one has been able

to locate him”

When I found out that the Black Serpent had been caught, I knew that I had to get rid of him.

It wouldn’t have been long before the police caught up to him, so I blew his brains off. I couldn’t

let him lead them straight to me.

I was right after all. It didn’t take long for the cops to catch up to him. Luckily I had taken care of

him already.

I know people like him. Mainly because he is made from the same cloth I am. If he had been

caught, then he would have given me up to save his sorry ass. (1)

He didn’t have any loyalty towards me, so he would have easily given me up. I couldn’t let that

happen. Not when I had worked so fucking hard to get to where I was.

Everything turned out perfectly. He died. The police lost their only advantage and I got a new

hitman.

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name,

is it?“My mind

wasn’t like me, but something just didn’t feel right. I didn’t like the gut feeling

was getting.

an eye out and let you know incase something turns

the phone.

I want

phone and continue pacing. Feeling so restless

up and now I feel like

a noose tied around my

I shout before punching the wall

that things will come undone. That every thing I’ve

I’ve told will

don’t know if I’m fucking ready for that. Don’t know

up my phone again, I call the one woman who has

and stood by my

as I sit

“It’s so good to hear from you. I’ve

the couch. Tension leaves my body and

you too mom, more than you can

child again.

fears and worries

but why did you

to her. How do I tell her that I called because I

fell apart? How do

get it when she finds out what I’ve done?

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your voice” I simply answer,

asks concerned. It’s in her

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smile at the pet name she has had for me since I was kid. “I’m okay, just

That’s all”

need to take a vacation

chuckles.

then the unmistakable sound of pots and pans. She was either cooking

damn money that she was baking. She loved baking

when things settle…there’s just so much going on

hanging over me, I doubt I will ever

person. I fucking know that, but it doesn’t stop me from praying that things

least take a weekend off and just relax.

mind and give you a chance to look at things from a

advices.

why I fucking love my mom. She

intelligent women I know and she doesn’t shy away from showing

do right now about

a break. One weekend won’t