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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calls my name, pulling

is it?“My

said, this wasn’t like me, but something just didn’t feel right. I didn’t

was getting.

let

the phone.

grunt. “Fine. Just fucking find him. I want

hang up the phone and continue pacing. Feeling so restless and on edge.

things got mixed up and now I feel like i’m

have a

shout before punching the wall next

feel it. Just know that things will come undone. That every thing I’ve done. Every

lie I’ve told

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

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

always understood and stood

mom” I greet as I sit down, trying to control my

“It’s so good to hear from

the couch. Tension

you can imagine” I mumble into the phone, feeling

child again.

fears and worries fade

from you, but why did you call? Shouldn’t you

know how to explain that to her. How do I tell her that I called because I

things fell apart? How do I tell her that I wanted her comfort one

doubt I’ll get it when she finds

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to hear your voice” I simply answer,

asks concerned.

+15 BONUS

me since I was kid. “I’m

That’s all”

vacation or something. It’s not like you

chuckles.

the unmistakable sound of pots and pans. She

my damn money that she was baking. She loved

things settle…there’s just so much going on right now” I

doom that was hanging over me, I doubt I will ever get

I fucking know that, but it doesn’t stop me from praying that things go my

at least take a weekend off and just

a chance to look at things from a whole

advices.

one of the reasons why I fucking love my mom. She has the best advices. She’s

intelligent women I know and she doesn’t shy away

is right. Since there was nothing I can do right now about the hitman

One weekend