Page 4 of Always Yours

I knew that Nikolai was doing the same thing as I had been to save some money. We went to train four times a week. He has taught me how to use knives, which is one of his favourite things to do.

With my doom’s day approaching in just a couple weeks, I know that it’s time.

We have to get out of here.

We had both bodyguards and my father’s men watching us; however, whenever we went to the restaurant, we weren’t really watched because it has been our hang out for years. They don’t suspect us to try anything there. I would be stupid to think they weren’t watching the exterior of the building though, so we knew that we had to disguise ourselves in the washrooms before leaving.

Just like any other day for the past while, I headed upstairs with Nikolai before returning downstairs to eat and leave.

We hadn’t brought any bags with us, but the money we stashed was here with Dawson. For some reason, we knew we could trust him.

We also had clothes and disguises ready to go as well. The hair on the wigs actually felt real and not synthetic, but I don’t ask where he got them from. I take off everything I am wearing, including underwear and jewellery. Nikolai suggested it would be good in case anything was bugged. I didn’t leave even a hair tie in. I knew there was a possibility there might be bugs in my clothes or jewellery. I wouldn’t put it past my father.

I put my hair in a new ponytail and twist it up into the wig that I’m going to wear. It’s a short haired wig and there was fake hair to make a beard or stubble, I guess. I shook my head with a smile but put it all on. I put on thicker eyebrows and clothes I wouldn’t ever wear; baggy pants and a huge sweater, along with a hat and some leather jacket.

Once everything is on, I leave the room and look to see Dawson and what I assume to be Nikolai with a red-haired wig and sort of the same type of clothing that I am wearing.

“If I didn’t know any better, I would assume you were a dude,” Nikolai says. I shake my head but don’t say anything.

Nikolai hands me a couple of guns and knives to strap to myself. I take them knowing that we just might need them. They will soon discover we are gone, and we will have to take action.

The money we saved is in a bag that Nikolai is now carrying on his back; along with the new identification.

“Are you ready?” Nikolai asks.

“As I will ever be. Let’s do this,” I say.

I look over to Dawson.

“Thank you. For everything,” I say before walking over to him and giving him a hug.

“Just get out of here. Find the life you were meant to live. Be happy. Make sure you make it worth it,” he whispers in my ear, and I nod my head so that he knows I’ve heard him.

We head downstairs, and two people who could be our look-a-likes walk up to Dawson’s apartment. They give us nods before disappearing inside.

I guess Dawson covered all his bases.

I will find a way to make it up to that man.

He’s literally saving my life.

My heart is beating wildly as we make our way back through the restaurant and head outside.

We walk past a couple of my father’s men, and we keep our heads down. When we are far enough away, I breathe a sigh of relief that they didn’t realise it was us.

We walk for a good forty minutes until we come to a parking lot and, to my surprise, Nikolai walks up to a car and gestures for me to get in.

He pulls keys out of the jacket he’s wearing and starts the car.

I don’t say anything until we are well out of city limits.

“Where did this car come from?” I finally ask, breaking the silence.

“Dawson had picked it up under a fake name and put it here so that we could drive away. It’s a busy enough place that I don’t think anyone would have placed us there,” he says.

“That was scary. We don’t have much longer until they realise we are gone,” I say, voicing my fear.

“We’ve got about another hour before the goons come in and look for us. Hopefully, we will be far enough away that they won’t be able to catch up,” he says.

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