Dark Secrets Read Free

an eerie feeling that I just can’t get rid of. I begin to walk faster in hopes of getting to my apartment before anything bad happens. We only live two blocks from the daycare. If I run we should get there in about five to ten minutes. But, there are so many people on the sidewalks today I don’t think we’ll get there fast enough. There’s a short-cut up ahead I could take. It’s about three alleyways ahead. My breath is catching in my throat as I realize I feel at least six pairs of eyes on me; three benevolent, three malevolent. One feels familiar…
                  The alleyway I wanted is right in front of me. I turn quickly and take about three steps in when I realize that was a big mistake. The three pairs of malevolent eyes are standing before me with nasty grins to go with them. I start to back up and run into something. I turn around to see a fourth man. I can’t sense him at all; not even with him standing right in front of me. This man scares me the most. Why can’t I feel his presence?
                  I’m about to say something; to act all tough, when all of a sudden I no longer feel the three malevolent eyes behind me and the ghost man’s face has turned cold. I spin around as quickly as I can, worried that I was being deceived; worried my child may be in danger. But, I was wrong. The three big bad men were now lying on the concrete… dead. Standing over them were the three benevolent eyes I had sensed before. My eyes grow wide. One of them is the hunk from the office… what is going on here?
                  “This is none of your business. I suggest you move on before you regret what you have done!” I jump about two feet in the air. The voice I heard did not fit the man standing behind me. It was almost… girly. I’m gripping the handles of the stroller, ready to book it as soon as possible.
                  “I’m afraid you’re wrong about that. We’re her protectors. I suggest you move on before you regret what you have done, Alfonzo.” This voice came from the green-eyed man from the office… the voice of an angel… God he’s perfect. But, what did he say about protectors? And why?
                  “Damien, Damien, Damien. Long time no see, old friend. Why is it you wish to protect these young ones so much?” Alfonzo’s voice is a bit squeaky, but I get the feeling it’s meant to be intimidating.
    So the green-eyed man’s name is Damien. I like it. It suits him well.
                  “You know exactly why. Honestly I can’t believe you would stoop this low. Don’t you have an alliance with the King?”
                  Alfonzo straightened his shoulders. He almost looked offended. By this point I had taken Kai out of his stroller and backed ourselves up against the wall between them.
                  “Perhaps you never understood my methods, son.” …Son? They don’t look anything alike. Alfonzo is the complete opposite of Damien. He’s burly, scarred, bald, hairy, and downright ugly. The only thing about him that is even slightly pretty is his crisp blue eyes and even that’s debatable.
                  “Don’t ever call me that again! A creator does not a father make.” Huh, creator? I’m completely lost in this conversation.
                  I see a door that is slightly ajar to the right of me. I could probably make it; as long as I don’t trip. Especially considering it is closer to the three amigos over here. But, Alfonzo is a little too close for comfort. I’m pretty sure if I move even one step in their direction he’d kill me on the spot or, worse, my son. I’m unsure what to do.
                  The man standing next to Damien put his hand on his shoulder. “Let me handle this. This is too personal for you. You may ruin the mission. I’ll get rid of him and then we can continue on.”
                  Damien