Chapter 140- Losing Her Breath
HARDIN'S POV
“ That's for me to decide when I want to do it to you or tell you but believe me the next time you keep something like this from me I'm not going to take it lightly with you,” she said without a single trace of a joke on her face.
" It's not going to happen again,” I said as I sat back on the chair, although I was still scared for my life.
" We're supposed to work as a team not keep things from each other, this is your last and final warning,” she said and I nodded,
“ Why did he want to see you?" I asked and she narrowed her eyes at me,
“ I'm not going to tell you why just so easily, you're going to wonder why, just like you kept me thinking who the hell that guy was, you were busy in your office right? Go back to work,"
" Really? But I thought you just said we wouldn't hide anything from each other again?” I asked but she just shrugged,
" I didn't say I won't tell you, I'm just saying I'm not going to tell you just yet, your mind should wonder like mine did, m that's all I'm saying,” she said,
I knew that I wasn't going to get any answer from her so I stood up ready to go back to my office,
" I'll be in my office if you need anything,” I said,
“ Yeah," was all she said before I walked out of her office.
She wasn't wrong, I was going to keep wondering what they talked about and I knew she was going to have fun making me wait.
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ARIANA'S POV
I can't believe it's because of Hardin's help that my grandpa was found, I didn't even want to think about what could have possibly happened if he didn't ask help from that man.
Maybe my grandpa would still be with those people by now.
Now the thing is, I have to find out more information about that gang that is out for revenge.
I didn't want my grandpa to go through what he went through again and I'm going to look for a way to protect him, to protect my family and to do that he'd have to tell me about his involvement with the gang, that's the only way we'd be able to find a solution.
I could remember the threat note the police found in his room when he was missing, could the notes have been from them?
I'll have to find out.
I tried to push every worrisome thought to the back of my head as I focused back on my work.
I was going through some paperwork when I received an email with an attachment. I initially dismissed the mail but I saw that it was from Harrison so I stopped what I was doing and opened it.
He sent a message that reads; ‘I was able to draw out his face.’
I looked at the attachment I was yet to open as I contemplated if I really wanted to see the face of this person he was talking about.
What if I see something I can't handle?
I kept looking at my screen but still not being able to click on it. It's just a face Ariana, just click on it so you'll know who to watch out for, it's that simple. I talked in my head.
I took a deep breath and finally clicked on it and immediately I saw the face of the man that was drawn, my body ran cold as I felt the wind was knocked out of me. I couldn't breathe, I couldn't move, I felt horror, dread, fear, name them. I felt everything horrific go through my body in just that minute.
How could it be? How is this possible? He was supposed to be in prison. He was sentenced to life in prison so what was he doing walking the streets of Las Vegas, not too far from my company?
I couldn't breathe, I started struggling to take in air. This was what seeing him or thinking about him always does to me. I always feel like I'm in that closed room with him and I need to breathe.
I pushed from my chair as I started gasping, forcing myself to take in air. He was my trauma, my nightmare.
I stopped walking around with an inhaler after I got better from therapy but now that I've seen a picture of him and heard that he's free again, everything came rushing back.
I removed the jacket I was wearing as I forced myself to breath in but yet I still wasn't taking air.
Breathe Ariana, breathe, if you don't take in air you'll die. I talked to myself but the talk wasn't doing me any good.
I remember the day at the beach I thought I had seen him, could it be that it was really him. He was that up close to me?
I heard a knock on my door but I couldn't bring myself to speak hoping that whoever was there would open the door and be able to help me.
I kept gasping for air but no air was entering my lungs.
The door finally opened and I heard hurried footsteps running towards me and it felt like I heard someone call my name but I don't know.
“ Miss Miller," I heard Hardin's voice and it sounded so far off as I looked up at him,
“ I…can't… breathe," I managed to say and the words alone caused so much pain to me I couldn't describe it
it.
Hardin looked so confused as he ran to my bag and I'm sure he was looking for an inhaler.
“ Noo...th…ing," I said and he quickly rushed back to me,
“ Look at me Ariana, take deep breaths, think of a beautiful garden with fresh air, no trouble, no nightmares, no pain. Just you surrounded by beautiful flowers, okay, you've got this, do it please," he said and I closed my eyes while still gasping for air as I tried to imagine what he said,
For some reason thinking about what he said made me feel good but yet I still wasn't breathing, I still couldn't take in air.
“ I can't, it's not…
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