Chapter 3 — Silence of the Heart
A Week Later – Arlington, VA – The Home of John and Roland Donovan – The Backyard
“Did you think it was such a good idea, having a barbecue bro?” Ramona asked, walking over to where I stood. “I just told you last week that I saw you guys’ death and here you are, having a barbecue, with everyone in attendance from both your jobs.”
“We’re having this get together for a reason sis,” I said, smiling at her. “This way, I can read everyone’s soul and see if there’s anything we have to worry about from the people we work with.”
“Clever bro, but I thought you told me once before that you couldn’t read everyone at your job,” Ramona stated, looking around as I frowned.
“That’s where you come in,” I replied, looking at her closely. “Whatever I can’t see, you possibly can.”
“So, you want me to force visions out of people?” She asked as I nodded my head.
Hell, if I can’t read their souls, to determine if they’re the cause of our untimely deaths, I would rather she see a vision of what they may possibly do to us in the long run. Just the thought of us dying, leaving the boys to be raised by strangers has put a bad feeling in my spirit. Having that bad feeling in my spirit isn’t a good thing right now. I love those little boys with all of my heart and I’m not about to allow them to go through the same hell that me and Ramona went through as kids. Had it not been for our gifts and our friends, I don’t know if either one of us would’ve made it this far in life.
“Hey baby, how are things on the grill looking?” Roland asked as he walked over to where I stood, bringing over a tray of hamburger patties.
“Things are looking great and they smell good too,” I replied, turning a piece of chicken over as he handed me the tray so I could place the burgers on the grill. “Where are the hot dogs?”
“I’ll bring those out on the next tray,” Roland replied with a smile as he fanned his hand in front of his face, breathing in the aroma of the meat cooking. “I can’t wait to dig into a piece of that.”
“Hmmm, I say that about you sometimes baby,” I said, smiling as his face went red. “I love it when you blush like that.”
“Baby, one of the boys could’ve heard you,” he said as I looked around, not seeing any kids near us.
“Oh cut it out, the boys aren’t even in earshot of us, they are off somewhere, playing with the other kids around here,” I said, patting his ass quickly as he looked around, the blush on his face darkening.
“You know I love it, when your face changes shades like that,” I said, turning another piece of the chicken on the grill as I picked up my water bottle and spritzed a few of the chicken pieces and then grabbed the bowl with the sauce.
“Wait baby, I want a piece without the sauce on it,” he spoke quickly as I noticed Gavin James, one of my co-workers, walking towards us as I spotted Ramona, hopping up from her seat quickly.
Okay, what’s going on here? Is there something I should be concerned with? Why did Ramona just jump up that way and why does she have that mean look on her face? Is Gavin a person of interest I should be worried about? What’s going on? I’m not hearing her thoughts right now, so what has her on edge like that?
“Ramona,” I spoke as she looked at me and then looked around quickly. “Ramona, is there something wrong?”
“Bro, something’s not right,” she replied as she looked at me and then turned and looked at Gavin.
“Something’s not right with who? Is it Gavin?” I whispered as she looked back at him and then back to me.
“Bro, I think you need to keep your eyes and ears open around him,” she said as she moved backwards as he got closer. “If I have to, I’ll knock his ass out, before he gets to us.”
“I don’t think that’s necessary,” I replied, wondering what it was that she saw in a vision that has her acting this way right now. “Roland, why don’t you go check on the boys, I’ll speak with Gavin and if there’s a problem, I’ll mind-call you.”
“Okay baby,” Roland replied, leaning in and brushing his lips across my cheek as he walked in the opposite direction.
“Bro, are you sure about this?” Ramona asked, looking around again. “You know I can solve this problem real quick.”
“I’m sure I don’t want you to create an incident that’s going to create a bigger problem,” I said as Gavin stood in front of me. “Well hi there Gavin, are you having a great time?”
“One of the best,” he replied, looking around nervously as if he was waiting for something to happen. “Ah John, I—I need to talk with you… I need to talk with you privately for a moment.”
“You need to talk privately about what?” I asked, looking around, trying to keep my eyes on where Ramona stood and where Roland and the boys were.
“Can we go someplace else?” He asked as he moved around the grill to get closer to me.
“Ah, I guess,” I replied, putting the fork and spray bottle down as I led him to an empty part of the yard. “What’s on your mind Gavin?”
“Oscar Saunders,” he replied as he looked at me strangely as I wondered why he brought that fuck-up’s name up.
“What about him?” I asked.
“John, we’ve known each other for a long time in different circles, but there’s a problem and you need to know what that problem is,” he said as I wondered where he was going with this.
“What about Oscar Saunders?” I asked.
“You know him, don’t you?” He said, getting closer to me, his eyes never leaving mine.
“Yeah, I know the fuck-up, why?” I asked.
“Currently, he’s in danger. There’s a bounty on his head,” Gavin stated as I wondered what that information had to do with the two of us, talking about him of all people.
“So what, he’s in danger and…” I said, waiting for him to say more about why I was here with him, talking about this.
“You worked with him in the past, right?” He said as I crossed my arms across my chest, waiting for him to go into more detail about this.
“Gavin, why don’t you get to the part of what this has to do with me. One, I can care less that Oscar is in danger, that’s something he’s good at doing. Two, Oscar is…”
“Weren’t you two in a relationship together at one point?” Gavin asked.
Why in the hell is he asking me something like this? How could he have possibly known about the short-lived relationship I had with that fucker? Why is he telling me about there being a hit out on Oscar of all people?
“Gavin stop, what does any of this have to do with things as they are right now?” I asked.
“The bounty on Oscar’s head is very specific,” he replied as I shook my head.
“Specific how?” I asked, looking at him closely as I tried to pry into his mind, but something was blocking me from getting the information I wanted to see.
“The contract I heard about, wants him and his family gone,” Gavin stated as he looked at me with a sad expression on his face.
“Okay Gavin, what does that have to do with me? I’m not part of Oscar’s family,” I stated as he looked down again.
“Apparently, you’ve been out of the ‘know’ for far too long,” he said as he sighed. “The person, whoever that may be, listed you as one of the people connected to Oscar and you are to disappear too.”
“What!” I snapped as other people around in various places in the yard, turned and looked at the two of us as he waved his hand, trying to quiet me down. “Are you fucking serious? I’m not related to Oscar, I have no connection to that fucking bastard! How did you find out about this?”
“One of my contacts saw you at the office last week and showed me the information about the bounty,” he answered, looking around quickly as I thought about who his contact could’ve been. “The person that put the hit out on Oscar, he wants everyone connected to him, gone.”
“Oh God, that could be the cause of everything,” I said, waving my hand at him, using my gifts to freeze him and everything around me in place.
Oh God, how could this be happening? My life… my family’s lives are in danger because of some damn fool I fucked around with for a weekend! That damn fool broke my heart and almost caused me to do the unthinkable and now this! How could this be happening to us? Why would someone think that I’m connected to Oscar Saunders of all damn people? I haven’t seen that fucker since that damn night he walked out on me.
Hell, if someone would look at things logically, I should be the one putting a hit out on his damn life. That fucker tricked and used me! He left me in a damn hotel in the middle of Peru! A place where where wars were breaking out all around! At the time, he was a double agent and I didn’t know he was working for the other side. I had no idea that he had taken a pay off to get secrets against me and my team. Had I not used my gifts, we all would’ve perished over in Peru. Because of me, I let my heart, emotions and lust cause me to let my guard down. I won’t make that mistake again.
‘Baby, is there something wrong? Did you happen to freeze time or something?’ I heard Roland’s voice in my mind.
‘I just heard some bad news that I’m not happy with,’ I mentally spoke to Roland, extending my thoughts to him and to Ramona. ‘I was just informed that there’s a hit out on someone else and that someone else extends to me… possibly to us.’
‘Bro, what are you going to do about this?’ I heard Ramona’s thoughts.
‘I need you yo come over here and see if you can pull a vision from him. I want to see what his future holds,’ I mentally spoke to her as I waved my hand in Gavin’s direction, using my gift to pull him away from our world into another one, but something wouldn’t allow us to leave.
“Apparently, I am not able to pull him into the other dimension,” I spoke out as Ramona made her way over to where we stood as she grabbed his head as her eyes shimmered an eerie gold color.
“He’s not the cause of what happens Bro, but he has a secret that involves all of us,” Ramona stated as she touched my hand, allowing me to share in the vision she saw.
What in the hell is this? He’s not the cause of what’s going on, but he’s a big part of things. He’s not who he claims to be. He’s not mortal, he’s like us… he’s one of us.
‘What are you talking about babe?’ I heard Roland’s voice. ‘If he’s like us, then why didn’t you detect that sooner?’
‘If he’s like us, he could be using his gift to hide that. Maybe someone put a spell on him to keep him from being detected,’ I mentally stated as I looked around, wondering how this guy was able to get close to me all those years ago and I never knew he was like us.
“Bro, something’s happening, he’s unfreezing,” Ramona spoke as she took on a defensive stance as Gavin looked around.
“Trying to pull me into another world isn’t a good thing to do when you have a yard full of guests,” Gavin spoke as he frowned at me.
“What are you talking about Gavin?” I asked, looking at him closely as I waited for him to tell me more.
“John, I know you aren’t mortal,” Gavin stated as I looked over at Ramona and then back at him. “I know about you, your sister Ramona and your husband Roland.”
“What is it that you supposedly know?” I asked as he frowned and then stepped backwards as his eyes shimmered and then he was gone.
“Bro, what the hell just happened here?” Ramona asked, looking around. “Did he just slide away?”
“Apparently so,” I replied, frowning as I used my gift to unfreeze the area, making sure that no one would notice the body that was now missing from the yard. “If he’s like us and he can slide away, that’s a threat all on it’s own. That means he can be anywhere he wants to be and being that I can’t detect him, that means you guys can’t either.”
“Makes for a bad enemy,” Ramona stated as she sighed and then looked around. “What are we going to do?”
“I don’t know,” I replied, looking down. “Maybe we should consult with…”
“Don’t go there Bro,” Ramona stated, shaking her head. “The last time you tried to talk wit them, they almost trapped your spirit with them.”
“How else are we going to find out who this guy is?” Ramona asked.
“Don’t know, I’ll find a way,” I said as the smell of something burning grabbed my attention as I rushed back over to the grill to see about the chicken.
Huh, freezing time didn’t actually stop the chicken from cooking. I guess there’s even things that my gifts can’t control. I think I better work on that. I wonder what else went unfrozen when I thought things were frozen.
Somewhere in Sierra Leone, West Africa – An Unknown Village
Gavin James’ POV
Why do I get the feeling that I just made a big mistake, revealing myself to him and his sister that way? I was trying to help him, but I fear I’ve made things worse than what they really are. She has the powers of the mind, just like he does, but he’s an ultimate, like I am, I wonder what they were both able to see about me.
Now that I’ve left them the way I did, how am I going to fix what I did? Damn it, I really need my head examined. The others are going to really freak the hell out when I tell them what I’ve done. I shouldn’t have been so quick to blurt out that I knew about him, his sister and his husband. They probably think they are the only ones in the world like them, but I’m sure by now, they are figuring things out.
As I think back on how things started, I should’ve just stayed on the topic at hand, dealing with Oscar Saunders and not letting it slip that I was like him. The way he and Ramona looked at me, I knew they had used their powers on me. But then again, I should’ve just eased him into the conversation and not blurting everything out.
“Where in the hell am I?” I asked, looking around as I spotted a few things that looked familiar. “It can’t be… Oh God, I didn’t… I did…”
I guess in my frenzied state of trying to get away from John and his sister, I slid all the way to Sierra Leone, one of the worst war torn places in the world. I haven’t been here since 1991, when civil war broke out. Had it not been for Liberia and some secret help from me and the others, this place wouldn’t exist right now.
“Why did I end up here of all places?” I asked aloud, wondering if there was another factor at play here. Did I slide here of my own will or did John or his sister send me here?
Looking around again, I didn’t sense anything out of the ordinary and I’m not able to feel any hostile thoughts pertaining to me. So, if someone else is responsible for me being here, I’m not able to sense their spirit. I’m just shocked that I ended up here. Why does this village look like a war has been fought here? Since the government was overthrown, there shouldn’t be any military of any kind around here.
“You there!” I heard behind me as I turned around quickly to see a military officer there with his gun pointed at me.
“No thanks man, you can save that for someone else,” I said, gesturing with my hand as he floated into the air and then was slammed into a nearby building.
I’m not going to give him the chance to hurt me or raise any alarms. I have to get out of here quick, before something else happens. I just need to concentrate on getting home so I can get the hell away from here. The sooner I get home, the sooner I can attempt to smooth things over with John, his sister and his husband.
The Home of Oscar Saunders – The Bedroom
I’ve been gone a whole week and it doesn’t seem like things have changed at all. What am I going to do to solve this problem? I can’t keep running, looking over my shoulder at every turn. I have to find the person behind this and convince them to undo what they’ve done.
Now that Anne and her parents are safe someplace else, I can concentrate on trying to solve this problem. My problem is, who is behind this? Who do I know, that has the guts to orchestrate something like this? Who has the pull and the money to put such a bounty on my head and my family? For anyone to actually act on this hit, they must hate me or there’s tons of money involved. So who’s the richest person I’ve pissed off? Who’s the person that I’ve pissed off the most, that would want to take me out just for the hell of it. Hell, I can think of only two people that fit the bill for wanting me gone, John Donovan and Max Kingsley.
Damn it, I just saw John last week. Is he the one that’s going to kill me? Hell, with what I did to him, he has plenty of reasons to hate me enough to kill me. I left him stranded in the middle of a war-torn village of Peru, where he would surely die, but somehow he didn’t. I wonder how he was able to get out of that. I only got out, because I had people smuggle me out of there, but how did he get out? That’s another mystery that I haven’t been able to solve about him. I wonder does how he got away from Peru have anything to do with how he was able to slam me into a damn wall without touching me. How did that fucking shit happen?
I haven’t seen Max Kingsley in a few months, but the last time I saw him, he wasn’t too happy with me. He’s one of the richest guys I know and for the right amount of money, I’m sure he would take my ass out too, for what I did to him. Damn, is that what I’m only capable of, just screwing guys over? Is that the reason for there being a hit out for my life? All I seem to do is use guys, get what I want out of them and then I leave them alone. It’s no wonder that I’m alone right now, in this big ass house.
“One day, I’m going to have to work on changing that part of me. I can’t keep on doing that to guys, especially those that I really like,” I said, sighing as I walked over to the closet and grabbed a few things hanging up. “Had I not been such a prick to John, maybe I would be married to him right now. I would have the family life he has right now, a loving husband and kids. I’ve always dreamt of having that kind of life, but being an agent, really fucked all of that up… well I guess it didn’t fuck that up for John, he seems to have it… or is that a cover he’s playing right now?”
Does John really have that kind of life or is that a damn cover? Is he really a happy man with a husband and kids? Or is he currently undercover, trying to take someone down? Maybe I looked at things all wrong.
To Be Continued…