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    My Captor- Chapter 17

    Dana: She’s waiting for you outside.

    Carmen: Thank you.

    She bowed to the nun and walked around the back. Shane was there holding a bouquet of white roses in her hand. Her back was turned to Carmen. She was standing in front of a gravestone. She walked up next to Shane and slid her hand into Shane’s hand.

    Shane: Hey. You’re here.

    Shane turned and wanted to giver her a kiss on her lips, but Carmen turned her head. Shane felt the tense atmosphere. She hoped she wasn’t too late.

    Carmen: You wanted me to meet someone?

    Shane: This person here. It’s my brother, Shay.

    Shane sat down and pat the patch of grass next to her.

    Shane: I always brought him white roses. We both liked them. For us it wasn’t for mourning just for purity and peace.

    Carmen sat down.

    Carmen: How did he pass away?

    Shane placed the flowers on the grave.

    Shane: I’m not who you think I am. And I’m sorry for not telling you and lying to you.

    Carmen’s heart sunk, Jenny’s words floated around in her mind and prodded at her confidence in Shane.

    Carmen: What are you talking about Shane?

    Shane: My brother died five years ago. It was during a drug and arms crack down. I was supposed to be keeping him safe. I was taking him home, but I was called to get back cause they needed me to help. I parked a block away and left him in the car. I was chasing the guy, but he needed a get away car. My keys were in the car. He decided to take my car, but he didn’t need my brother. Shay was shot twice. He died in my arms. You know why I am here? The person who shot him. I saw who he was, but no one else did. They weren’t there to trade just those petty drugs and fire arms, there was something much bigger going on or else he wouldn’t be there.

    Carmen: The him you’re talking about… it’s not someone I know is it?

    Shane nodded.

    Carmen covered her mouth in disbelief. Her stomach felt like it was dropped into an endless pit.

    Shane: I’m a detective. I was sent to uncover what’s going on. My captain had to pull many strings to get me in on the case.

    Carmen stood up to leave but Shane grabbed her.

    Shane: Carmen.

    Carmen: Let go.

    Shane: Look at me.

    Carmen: Let go of me!

    Shane didn’t. Carmen turned and slapped Shane in the face. Shane let go. Carmen ran away to her car. Shane could see her tears streaming down her face as she drove away. She ran upstairs crying. Jenny came out of her room just as Carmen shut her door.

    Jenny: Carmen! Open up!

    Jenny pounded on the door.

    Carmen: Go away!

    Jenny: Carmen! Let me in!

    Carmen: I don’t want to hear anything!

    Jenny: It’s Shane isn’t it?

    Carmen: Just go away!

    Jenny: I’ll be downstairs. Come get me when you need me.

    Jenny called Cezar when she got downstairs. Cezar sighed. He always knew he saw Shane from somewhere before. That’s why he brought Jenny back.

    Cezar: Get her and… I’ll deal with it after I get back. Don’t act alone Schecter.

    Jenny made a few more phone calls. She would make Shane pay for taking Carmen away and not cherishing her. She was a cold hearted killer. That’s what Cezar brought her up to be. Thinking about Shane made her cold blood boil. Shane was driving back to town. She stopped in front of Carmen’s house and looked from the gate up at the mansion. She got off her bike and took off her helmet. She took out her cellphone and dialed Carmen’s number. Carmen ignored the call. Shane leaned back on the bike. A pair of hands grabbed her from behind  muffling her. Shane was knocked out. When she woke up again she didn’t know where she was. Her hands were bound and feet tied. The only beam of light came from the dangling light bulb overhead. Was it the end for her? Had she lost her chance to explain to Carmen how she felt.

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    1. You are right, smexysharmen. I misse wonderful sharmen fic writers. I just know some other sites for only sharmen fics and I usually go there.To comment about this chap. It’s my fav. cahp. Can’t wait for the next.

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