I hoped the fact that I wasn't currently being escorted into a locked room meant that I wasn't going to die just yet.

Either that, or these are my last moments of freedom before I'm well and truly silenced.

I thought that was going to go so much worse than it did, though I guess that now I've got to worry about what Jack's planning next.

Now that I think about it, why didn't I just escape when Jacob gave me the chance, I must honestly be the dumbest girl around.

Actually, nevermind, that was quite selfish. I need to fix what's going on. It'd help if I knew what was going on to begin with though.

I found myself back in Jacob's room and I sat back down on his bed.

"I don't know what's going to happen now, Jacob, but I know that I want to fix whatevers going on. I don't want anyone else to get in danger because of me."

"I wish I could help you, May, but Jack doesn't tell me anything other than the basics."

That's when I remembered what Isten had said about Este.

"Jacob, you don't know anyone called Este Mendez, do you?"

I watched for a few seconds as Jacob recollected his memory. If he said he didn't know Este now, it was going to be an obvious, blatant lie.

"I... I don't think so."

"Lie to me again, I'll castrate you." I said as alarm crossed his features.

"Alright, alright, all I know about him is that Jack has been looking for him for a long time. I also know that he's the boy in the middle of the picture on Jack's wall, you know, the only picture he actually has on his walls."

"The one with the black hair?"

"That's the one."

"Wait, I don't know if you know about their past but, how did they all know each other from before?"

"I know just as much as you on the subject. Every time I've asked, it's been completely shut down. Probably something sentimental though because he gets quite angry when I mention them."

"You don't think that the Estë guy has anything to do with us do you?"

"Maybe, I genuinely don't know much about what Jack has planned but now that I think about it, you have heard of Genesis haven't you?"

"Genesis like the most feared gang in London Genesis? Why.... no of course not. I live under a fucking pineapple."

Rolling his eyes, he carried on
"I've heard Jack talking about them and about The South. Este's name was mentioned a few times then aswell. If what I've heard is true, Genesis are not to be messed with."

"Anyone with the slightest common sense could tell me that."

"Can you just listen to what I've got to say before you get all smart with me?"

"Ghee, why so serious?"

"Why aren't you being more serious? In all honesty, what you've been through in the last few days is enough to put even a sociopath in intensive therapy."

"Maybe I'm just a very high functioning sociopath."

"Don't tell me, your a Sherlock fan aswell?"

"You honestly know absolutely nothing about me do you."

"I've known you for a week." he replied in deadpan.

"Fair dues, but honestly in the show, I was expecting just a tiny, teeny bit more of action between Holmes and Watson."

"Can't relate, definitely better off not becoming a rom com of sorts."

"You're fake."

"And you're going to end up dead if we don't get back to the point at hand."

Even though he was trying to become serious again,  I saw the twitch in his lips as he spoke.

"Maya, I don't mean to sound grave when I say this but you're in a lot of danger and if you have anything to do with Genesis and The South... nevermind, if you even have anything to do with Mendez, you're in even more trouble. If you think my step dad was bad, think of Estë as Jack but infinitely worse."

Chills ran down my spine as I thought about what could be worse than a murderer of the innocent.

"And what would he have done to make him so bad?" I asked with caution, as if even mentioning his name could condemn me.

"I don't think I can even mention the things he's done without spilling my stomach contents but honestly, I can promise you that he isn't a man to be messed with."

We both sat there and dwelled on the fact that even though we both may not know what's going on, we were both wary to the fact that in the next few weeks, things may go to shit.

But even if I did want to run away, I knew that I physically couldn't.

Not until I knew what was going on.

And I knew that it might just be this curiosity that gets me killed.

Because you've got to remember that is was curiosity that killed the cat.

But satisfaction brought it back.

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