Chapter 60
BECKY'S POV
Grandma's death came as a shock to me I have cried my whole way to the hospital only to receive the disheartening news. I watched as my Amazon was slowly placed in a morgue.
I sat on the hospital's waiting chair for hours not know what or where to go.
Grandma has been my only support ever since Aaron left me. Even before Aaron came into my life, grandma was already there.
Today was supposed to be grandma's birthday but instead, she had her death day on her birthday.
Tears freely flow down my eyes, indeed I was in premium pain. I just paid flat on the floor for hours with memories flashing deep in my head.
**Flashback**
Ten years ago
"Becky, come here you little pain in my ass!!" Grandma was chasing around the house
I refused to take a bath with her locally made soap.
"Am coming to get you" she moved stylishly towards me.
Eight years old I giggle watching my mother Walking like a special forces Marine corps.
"Gotcha you little smut!" She lifted me to to the ground straight to the tub. In no time there was lather around me.
The natural herbal soap had the nicest scent ever. I watched my grandmother washing my hair as I sat on the customized chair.
"Mama"
"Yes my dear" she replied applying some oil on my hair making it silky"
"We are Brazilians right?" I was playing with all the funny-looking bubbles.
"Yes from the greatest country in the world" she replied.
"Well, why are we in Chicago?" I asked again.
My stubbornness and nonchalant attitude go way back no doubt.
"Well, here in America, it's better" she replied no obviously wanting an end to the conversation.
"Mama, some white girls in my class don't like me. They always tease me, mama"
my mood changed fast as I recalled the past activities in school. They didn't want me to join their club even when I got the qualifications.
"Don't worry dear, I will always be here for you even though the whole world leaves you.
***
My head vibrated. I rampaged around the waiting room tearing my way to the mortuary area. I was going to ask mama some questions. If possible break that damn refrigerator and take her out.
A whole team of security couldn't stop me, I tore through every defense straight to the morgue turning it off as I opened it
"Mama you promised me! You fucking promised me......"
That was all I could say before my body weakened up Falling into the doctors' hands. I watched as her body was moved to another morgue. My eyes blurred, my heart raced till I passed out.
AARON'S POV
My jaws itched causing me to groan as I tried to suppress the pain I received from that disastrous punch.
I spat thick moisture. Blood starting at the person I was to break out already doing the breaking out.
"What are you? CIA? Private military? Spy?" Every question came with weakening punches.
"Adriana sent me! Code nineteenth thousand butterflies" I screamed as the last punch descended on me.
He seemed scared at the mention of Adriana's name must be one of her disciples.
After cutting off my chain we managed to escape through the long passage. The guy was trained. He took out many security guards without a pin dropping.
I have never done a prison break before but u thought I am supposed to be the one helping my target get out and not vice versa.
"We are stuck! There is no way we are getting out of this now" I cried as the alarm went off at my own cost
"Garbage truck!"
"What you say?" I asked as though I didn't hear his previous statement.
I'd rather remain in prison than hop in a garbage truck that only comes to pick the prison's waste once a year!
The stench emitting from the refuse explained the toxicity of life to me I couldn't breathe but all this was compensated as we successfully made it to the village area.
"Now agent we are gonna have to bail out," Terry said preparing to jump off a twelve feet high moving dump truck.
"No way you are not gonna do....oh you did it" I ended my statement as he flew out of the truck crashing into the bushes.
I stood awaiting a jump still contemplating on whether to jump or not.
I winced in pain as I crashed into a farm truck parked along the road. The night was darker than I expected but I still managed to find Terry.
"Man that was one hell of a jumping bro" he laughed like some mercenary.
"Fuck you man, I think I broke an arm" I regretted making that statement. He snapped my body back to position within a minute.
"Allow pain for a minute than pain forever" he walked under some kinda shade sitting on the floor with a lighter and a smoke.
He caught a snake, roasted it and we ate together. I watched him treat his wound pouring some cigarette particles on the wound.
"How long have you been in there?" I adjusted myself to my sitting position.
"As long as I can remember" he took a long smoke before exhaling.
"Now we are Russia most wanted for breaking out" I was terrified by what the police would do too is if we were caught.
"Don't worry your boss knows a lot of people. We are free men my friend" he lasts his head to rest after the smoke.
I scrolled through the internet logging on to Becky's Facebook page. Her post terrified me.
Grandma has died. My brain glitched.
"What's the wrong man. You looked worked up" he asked.
"It's nothing just thinking about some old friend" I laid to sleep not having any thoughts of talking about any personal stuff to this stranger.
"Is it a girlfriend?"
"No" I scoffed.
This guy could be annoying sometimes
"Well, if it's a girlfriend you'd better stop thinking about her else it would get you killed. Goodnight kid" Terry wrapped himself to sleep.
I clicked the phone I was given checking the messages as it vibrated.
"Make sure you take him to the extraction point!"