Judas kiss

Chapter 24 -- The monster child of Britain.

Adela spent the rest of the day with Spencer, he was a bad influence she thought. He convinced her

that she could skip work and for the first time in her life she didn't feel bad for doing it. For the first time

in her life she actually took advantage of the fact that she was a McCarthy and she didn't need to work.

For the first time, she felt like quitting her job and just traveling, taking her mind off everything and just

maybe she would get new inspiration for a new book.

Spencer took her to a I survived room. She had lived in New York for so long but she didn't know all

these places he had been taking her. Spencer preferred to catch a cab or walk, he was very energetic,

he had told her that he hated cars and preferred motorcycles. The I survived room is a room that offers

a thriller movie-esque experience where a group of people are locked in a room for a period of time

(usually an hour) and need to complete a set of tasks and puzzles in order to win and escape. At first

Della thought it was childish and only for Halloween purposes but later gave into it. The I survived room

was for people seeking a bit of hardcore experience, employing actors and having sound effects to give

a more visceral impression, you have been kidnapped and being held against their will.

There were times when people were screaming and Della was screaming but Spencer was laughing. It

was as if this was his everyday life. There was blood visuals that looked so real, intestines and insides

of a human being, being thrown at them. Della held onto Spencer and he didn't waste any time holding

her in his embrace. "It's really not that scary, pretty lady." He whispered and she gave him a look of

disbelief. Della had come to know him as Spencer only because of Leith but he didn't say so himself.

Spencer didn't even ask for her name, in fact he called her pretty lady throughout.

"That wasn't real blood, it was clearly catch up and those insides were probably from a pig or cow, it's

not that deep." Spencer chuckled when they had finally escaped. Something about the way he was so

carefree made Della feel at ease. It was already midday when the made it out of the escape room.

They continued roaming around the streets of New York and talking about absolute nonsense. It was

really irresponsible of Della to just up and leave with a stranger but for some reason she felt at ease

with Spencer. Maybe it was the way he bit his lower lip every time, he asked her a question... looking at

her intently.

He told her the most cheesiest things but one of the things that she thought she would never forget.

"You know pretty lady, of all the books in the world, the best stories are found in between the pages of

a passport."

The way his forest green eyes flickered with passion every time he talked about traveling. She

wondered what he did for a living, he had all the time on his hands.. did he even work. Spencer spoke

like a philosopher and his his tattooes were one of his many works.

"What scares you?" She asked him, curiously biting her lower lip.

"Nothing really, maybe falling in love because then you are giving someone the power to hurt you and

trusting them not to but you know they always do." He said thoughtfully. She looked at him like she was

trying to figure him out.

"Have you ever been in love ?" She asked as they walked down the side walk, suddenly his hand

reached for hers and she didn't hesitate pulling away. It was comforting, his hand was bigger and rough

but she found it soothing.

"No." He said bluntly.

"What do tattoes mean to you ?" She pestered once again.

"They are just reminders of places I have been to, like this one right above my neck , i got it in

Indonesia in the city Bali. There isn't really meaning just intimate reminders places I have been to and

memories I don't ever want to forget." She let her hand touch the ink on his skin, looking at it like a This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

work of art then she smiled when she saw how close they were and how he was looking at her. Their

lips were almost touching, she could feel his breath on her lips. Suddenly someone bummed into them

almost make her fall but he caught her. This was after all New York, you couldn't just stand in the

middle of side walks.

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"I thought you called me here to woo your daughter but Spencer is doing that job now." Leith said

barging into Garreth's office.

"What?" He said implying for Leith to explain more.

"There I was with my copy of Pride and Prejudice, you said it was Della's favorite novel right ? I walk

into Starbucks and see Spencer playing tea party with Della." Leith grumbled.

Garreth smiled, he knew Spencer was determined and he was after all a nice young man. Garreth

trusted him with his life and it was a great idea to let him do his own thing.

"Really?" Garreth stood up from his seat, a smirk clear on his somber lips.

"Spencer is an arsehole." Leith said walking to the mini bar, not bothering to pour the whisky in a glass

instead he drank from the bottle. That's how frustrated he was.

"Don't worry, Lucio just arrived and all the other Don's will be arriving soon. They can't wait to meet my

daughter, Spencer won't go far." He smirked to himself. "But he can try.."

"You don't know what i saw, Adela was smiling at him-" Leith retorted. "That's not a good sign."

"You really think I would let Spencer be with my daughter, my heir, i would rather kill him before that

happens." Garreth said aggressively, it would hurt to eliminate the only person he had close to family

but-

"What if he makes her happy then what?" Leith asked taking a swig of whiskey.

"Maybe I will let them be." He chuckled. "In my dreams, I will."

Leith laughed along. "Keep an eye on Spencer for me and maybe I might spare your life." He

commanded and Leith nodded.

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When Leith left Garreth called Spencer immediately. "Spence, where are you?" He questioned knowing

the answer.

"Out." Spencer replied not wanting to say anything that would make Della suspious.

"Make Leith disappear." He said flatly.

"I'm busy right now." Spencer said through gritted teeth.

"Then tell Ignacio to finish him off, i don't think we need him anymore." Garreth added.

"Ignacio is busy with the shipment right now." Spencer replied, of course Jeanine had worked her

magic and the Levetté company was doing Shipments for the McCarthy holdings although they had no

idea what was in those shipments.

"Mhm, do I really have to do it myself? I just recently bought a clean white suit and I hate getting

dirty...?" Garreth had a thing for white, wearing white and being around white made him feel I Ike he

was pure as opposed to black.

"I believe so, you are a macho at it better than Ignacio and I." Spencer chuckled.

"Mhm you are right, it's been a while.. let me get busy then. Treat my daughter well and keep

everything under raps." He said before ending the call.

Spencer then continued his walk with Adela, a wave of worry flooded over him. he didn't like killing,

especially people he knew. At least a stranger whom he would never see again. He quickly whipped

out his phone and ed Leith.

Leave the country, McCarthy is planning to kill you. Take as much money as you need in my safe, the

code is **** delete this message as soon as you see it.

Spencer xx

"What are your thoughts on Greek mythology ?" Della asked the he put his phone in his back pocket

and continued talking to her like nothing else mattered like nothing else was at stake.

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Marcela pulled a box from under her bed, tears streamed down her face as she took out the old worn

out news papers.

A TEN YEAR OLD BRUTALLY MURDERS ANOTHER 10 YEAR OLD BOY, STABBING HIM ALMOST

THIRTY- THREE TIMES WITH A PEN.

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BRITAIN IS SHOCKED BY THE HORROR THAT HAS HAPPENED IN THE SMALL TOWN OF

MANCHESTER.

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THE MONSTER CHILD OF ENGLAND HAS BEEN TAKEN INTO CUSTODY.

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THE MONSTER CHILD OF MANCHESTER SEEMS TO SHOW NO REMORSE.

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AUTHORITIES CLAIM THE MONSTER CHILD OF MANCHESTER ISN'T IN HIS RIGHT MIND.

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THE JURY HAS FOUND JACK WHITE NOT GUILTY OF THE GRUESOME MURDER TOWARDS 10

YEAR OLD CLASSMATE MARTIN WILLIAMS, HE WILL BE GIVEN A NEW IDENTITY AND WILL

CONTINUE WITH HIS LIFE.

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INJUSTICE IN THIS COUNTRY

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The headlines made her feel uneasy, how had she fallen in love with a monster.