Get Out

As Alexander and Mia began to formulate their plan to uncover the truth, the peace of the safehouse was shattered one night when Alexander received a call. His face hardened as he listened to the voice on the other end, his grip tightening on the phone.

"What is it?" Mia asked, sensing the sudden change in his demeanor.

"They've found us," Alexander said through clenched teeth, his expression dark. "We can't stay here anymore. Someone tipped them off about this place."

Mia's heart pounded in her chest. "Who could have done that?"

"I don't know," Alexander replied, his eyes narrowing. "But we're not taking any chances. We leave now."

Mia felt her blood run cold. The enemy wasn't just out there anymore—they were inside their lives, closer than she'd ever imagined. But who could be betraying them? Who could be leaking their whereabouts?

Just as Alexander began to prepare to move them, a sharp knock at the door broke the tense silence. Without hesitation, Alexander motioned for Mia to stay back as he approached the door cautiously. He peered through the peephole before opening it just a crack.

It was a man, a familiar face from Alexander's inner circle—a trusted ally who had helped them move to the safehouse in the first place.

"Get back inside!" Alexander hissed, grabbing the man by the collar and pulling him into the house before Mia could react.

"What the hell is going on?" Mia demanded, her voice rising. "Who is this?"

"This is Greg, one of my guys," Alexander explained, his eyes scanning the man's face. "But he shouldn't have been here. He was supposed to stay behind and keep an eye on things."

Greg's face was pale, his hands trembling. "I didn't mean for this to happen. I swear, they got to me..."

Mia felt her pulse quicken as she saw the fear in Greg's eyes. She knew this man. He had been one of the few people she trusted. And now, it seemed that trust had been shattered.

"Who got to you?" Alexander growled, his grip tightening on Greg's shirt. "What did you do?"

"They promised me… they promised me I'd be safe, that I'd get my family back." Greg's voice trembled with emotion. "I didn't have a choice, Alex. I'm sorry."

Mia's breath caught in her throat as the weight of Greg's confession hit her. The traitor wasn't just someone from the outside. It was someone who had been close to them, someone they had trusted.

Mia turned away from the scene, unable to process the betrayal. She clutched her stomach, her heart racing. Everything they had worked for—everything they had built—was now at risk.

"Get out," Alexander snapped, shoving Greg away. "You're no longer welcome here. If you think I'll show mercy, you're wrong."

Greg looked at Mia, his eyes pleading for forgiveness, but Mia remained silent. The man who had once been a friend was now an enemy. And she couldn't allow that betrayal to go unpunished.

As Greg left, the reality of their situation sank in. They were surrounded, and the people closest to them could no longer be trusted. Mia and Alexander would need to navigate a dangerous web of lies, deception, and betrayal to survive. But they were determined to fight—for their love, for their baby, and for their future.

The war had just begun.