The Docks

Zelda’s pov

As I sat at my father’s bedside, I remembered the man in the black jeep. I could feel that he and I had a deep connection as I knew him from somewhere, he was too familiar and after trying so hard to remember, I could not place him anywhere in my life or specifically where I had met him before. If I wanted answers to what was happening to me, currently, now, I had to meet him at the docks on Friday. Oh, shoot! It was Friday. That’s today.

“Mom, I have to go. Call me if something comes up. “I said to my mom. She looked at me worried and asked, “ But baby, where are you going? You just got here.” “Don’t worry mom, I am going to look for answers about who has been stalking our home. Is that okay? “I assured her. “it’s okay my baby. Go do what you do best. Be safe and come back to us in one piece.” She dismissed me, giving me a hug.

I left and my first stop was a gun shop. I needed an unlicensed gun plus black market ammunition to make sure that my truth hunting mission was a success and that I did not implicate myself in whatever the outcome will be. I paid in cash to avoid traceability. As I loaded my new Beretta 92 gun with ammo, I looked at a map of the docks, I could not just go unprepared. I had to find a blind spot, where I could see everyone coming in and out while at the same time being at the meet without being ambushed by the enemy. I noticed a building under construction close by the docks and it had a good vantage point. And that is where I was going to put my remote-controlled sniper rifle while I went down at the docks to meet the stalker, the man in the black jeep.

After setting the riffle in place, facing the meeting point at the docks, I went down the ladder and I could see the strange man had arrived and I was walking to meet him when the gunshots began, someone was firing at us and we both ran to the nearby container to take cover, I returned fire and I knew if I continued using the Beretta, I was going to run out of ammo while whoever was shooting at us had a lot of ammo to waste. In my line of work, there is nothing worse than a psycho who has lots of ammo at his disposal, they can fire at you in all directions and not stop until they have you filled with bullet holes in your body. Our enemy over there, inside the warehouse, was such a psycho. It was time to bring in the big boys, aka the sniper rifle. I was about to take my phone so that I could fire at the enemy when I realized, the old man was still beside me.

How could I have forgotten about him? It’s the adrenaline, I was in fight mode to notice him shivering and chanting prayers, all shaken up and in fear. Am sure that never in his wildest dreams had he thought that he was going to die by a bullet. So I did what I could at that moment, I held his shivering hands comfortingly and said, “don’t worry, I will keep you safe. Just do as I say. Keep your head down. When I say go, you run as fast as you can that way, my car is packed ten meters from here.” To which he nodded.

The plan was simple, while the rifle fired at the enemy, the enemy will retaliate, firing in the direction of the riffle was, giving us time to flee away. Quite a plan. So, I checked my phone at the controls of the riffle, aligned the riffle to the location of the hostiles, and with the tap of my finger, I tapped fire and it rained bullets, catching the enemy by surprise. I shouted to the scared man beside me, “Go!” and he did not have to be told twice as he ran as first as his feeble legs could carry him.

I maintained my position so that I could ensure that whoever was raining bullets on us was down and true to my expectations, two minutes later, the only gunfire was my rifle. I shut it down and with my berretta in hand, I walked carefully pointing my gun to my surroundings towards the warehouse. When I checked at the window where, the gunfire was coming from, two tattooed bodies, males, in their early twenties, lay down in cold bold. I got them. I could not recognize them, so I called Luke to inform him about the incident and basically to do his thing, identify the bodies and he promised to be there in five minutes. I was checking their bodies for IDs when the sirens blared the eerie silence.