Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 29

Cedric stood cautiously by the car, piping up gingerly.

“Boss, the missus might not have caught your drift. Want me to go fetch her?”

“No need, just drive!” The man’s deep voice was the epitome of indifference.

Not daring to chitchat, Cedric hopped in the car and took off.

As the car slowly passed the slender figure on the roadside, the man’s cold sneer followed.

“What, no grub and the car won’t go?”

Sweat beaded on Cedric’s forehead, and just as he floored it, a big box came flying in from behind.

“Dump it.”

Cedric slowed down in a hurry and turned to see a cake box wedged between the seats; his face was a picture of hesitation.

Remington leaned back in his seat, with his eyes slightly lifting, and gave Cedric the

once–over.

“She doesn’t give a hoot about it; the alley cats and dogs aren’t so fussy.”

Cedric, with a heavy heart, stepped out and ditched the cake box on the curb.

Just then, Lizetta walked up, and Cedric quickly whispered under his breath.

“Madam, it was the boss‘ orders.”

course, and there was no stopping

gaze fell; there went a

in Remington’s eyes – all glitz on the

and picked up

this unfold, and the corners of

as he watched Lizetta come

ready to open it for her, but Lizetta walked straight

see her stand in front of the car, locking eyes with him

little smile, and flipped the box, splattering the cake on

glass, and it slowly

a knee on the hood, leaned in and started

seat came an icy stare, and Lizetta couldn’t help but

confidence to think she’d just hop into his car at the snap of his

near as a biker kid in a black leather jacket pulled up beside the car, then he

using a million–dollar windshield

hair; her blonde locks and red lips as well

and the kid’s whistle died before it

the car’s not worthy

crossed his mind, the beauty hopped off the hood and strode over to his bike’s

roll.” Lizetta patted the kid’s

the chosen one, triumphing over a multimillion–dollar car

middle finger to the man who got out of

escape’- I’m digging this plot.” The kid shouted to Lizetta as he

and with a thunderous rev, the bike shot

the car, only catching a glimpse of her skirt’s edge fluttering

road, gaping at a windshield smeared with a