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I remembered everything.

I don't know how.

I just remember waking up to see his deep eyes the color of soil after a rain storm and I knew I had seen them before.

Not because we worked together.

I knew I had stared at these eyes and watched how they sparkled when he laughed. I knew I had watched the light fade from them when he was sad. I knew I had gazed so deeply into his dark, alluring eyes until everything else faded away.

And I knew I loved him.

My instincts had kicked in automatically as I flipped Fluke over and pinned him to the bed, a shocked expression on his face.

But seeing Fluke's face so close to mine, smelling his familiar scent, brought back a wave of memories that overwhelmed me. It was as if a light had switched on.

I remembered his scent, his touch, his everything. I couldn't help myself as I closed the distance between us and crushed my lips to his.

At first I wasn't sure how he would react, but then I felt him accept my kiss and had a glimmer of hope. I never could have imagined how much my heart could ache for someone I didn't even know I had lost, but now that I had found him again, it felt even more dear to me than anything I could have ever kept. 

I craved more as he ran his hands through my hair and I tried to burn my fingerprints into his skin, but then I felt Fluke freeze beneath me and both of his hands on my chest pushed me away to sit up.

I watched his eyes flash from hope to confusion to pain and it broke my heart. I wanted to hold him, to tell him that I was here, that I remembered everything, but he slid away from me.

"Ohm...this...us...we can't. Not like this."

I tried to stop him, but he turned and hurried from the room before I could say anything. Not like this? What did he mean? Was it because he didn't know my memories were back? Or because I was still a little intoxicated from our night out with our friends?

I had to go talk to him, but something caught my eye and made me freeze in my tracks before I could walk through the door: a blood red piece of paper sticking out of the pocket of my jacket that hung by the door. The same blood red papers we've been following a trail of for months. I reached for the paper with shaking fingers and opened it.

When you remember, come find me.
Alone.
You know where.
Don't tell anyone.
I'll kill him.

-B

The words made my blood run cold. The note was slipped into my pocket sometime between the accident and now. B must be closer than we thought. They must know that we've been getting close to solving this case. They must know how close I am to Fluke. I know too much and that's why we were hit. That's why I can't tell anyone I have my memories back. B needed me. As a pawn in this game they were playing. And if I don't play, Fluke will die. I had no choice.

A week later, I knew right were B wanted to meet: the park where everything started.

Somehow, Fluke figured out where I was going and followed me even though I had tried everything to avoid him. Which is how our argument started and how I ended up saying anything and everything just to get him to leave. I knew B had to be watching me and saw Fluke follow me, even though I was told to come alone. It pained me to tell him I didn't need him when it was the biggest lie I could have ever told, but I was desperate for him to go before anything happened.

But I was too late. Just as Fluke was walking away and I thought he was finally safe, he was pulled into a dark, unmarked vehicle outside the park and I felt all the blood drain from my face as I took off at a sprint in the direction of the vehicle.

"I knew you wouldn't come alone like I asked," a cold voice said and I froze as I felt the cold steel of the gun pressed against my back.

"I tried. He followed me himself. And I got him to leave. So please, you have me now, let him go."

"I don't think so. I think I like it better this way. That way you can't give me any surprises."

"I came alone like you asked. I didn't tell anyone anything. I held up my end of the deal. He was already leaving. Let. Him. Go," I growled under my breath.

"You don't have the power to give me orders, Thitiwat," B pressed the gun more forcefully into my back. "Now get in the van."

The door opened and B pushed me into the van next to Fluke, who had his hands tied in front of him and a black bag over his head.

"Ohm?" Fluke's muffled voice came from the bag. "What's going on?"

A bag was pulled over my head too before I could answer, but I pressed my knee against Fluke's to let him know I was there.

I don't know how long we rode in silence for but eventually I felt the car slow down and finally come to a stop.

The door slid open with a loud clang and felt a hand grab my arm and pull me out and we were led away from the vehicle. 

I had absolutely no idea where we were or if Fluke was even still with me but the damp smell of mildew combined with the synthetic smell of the bag over my head was making me nauseous. 

I was pushed forcefully into a hard chair with a thud and heard a second thud and Fluke's small yelp of surprise next to me, confirming that he was still there. 

The bag over my head was ripped off and as my eyes attempted to adjust to the dark room, I could finally get a good look at the man they called B sitting across the table from us. He was absolutely stunning to say the least and it was no wonder no one ever suspected him of being the head of a murderous crime ring.

B wore a simple, low-neck black suit and his silver hair fell across his forehead. The low lights in the warehouse room reflected off the many pieces of jewelry adorning his ears and he held an evil little smirk on his face that made my anger rise. 

I looked around the room, assessing the situation. Four assumingly-armed men plus B. If I could get us both free, we might be able to take them, but not without getting hurt ourselves. 

B didn't waste any time getting to the point of why we were here. 

"Tell me what you know. Now." 

"Nothing--"

"LIAR!" B slammed his hand on the table. He stood up and leaned across the table to get right up in my face. "I know you have a flash drive with all the information you know and I want it. NOW."

"I don't know what you're talking about," I said, which was a half-truth. I had a feared a day like this would come so just before our accident, I had given the drive to Fluke for safe keeping and I told him not to tell me where it was until I was ready for it. 

"I don't hav--" I was cut off with a sharp pain in my jaw as the force of B's punch threw me backwards, sending both me and the chair to the ground with a crash. 

"TELL ME!" B's voice echoed across the room. 

"He can't remember!" Fluke shouted. "He doesn't know!" 

B's eyes fixated on Fluke and to my horror, it was as if something clicked in his head. "Then maybe you know, since you're his partner." 

The way he smirked at Fluke made my blood boil. "He doesn't know anything!" I shouted from the floor, which earned me a swift kick in the ribs by one of B's men. 

"I won't tell you anything!" Fluke responded, anger flashing in his dark eyes. "Even if I have to die, you won't get anything from me! Go on! Kill me!" 

SMACK! 

The force of the backhand sent Fluke to the floor, landing with a loud thud next to me.

Now is not the time to be heroic, Fluke! I pleaded to him with my eyes.

"That can be arranged," B said coldly. "Beat him. Beat them both until one of them talks. If no one talks, we'll kill them and find it ourselves."

Fluke cried out as the first kick landed, followed by another and another until I could start to see bruises forming all over his body. 

"Stop! Leave  him alone!" I shouted, but was silenced by a fist to my jaw again and another round of kicks to my stomach.

I could hear Fluke's cries and struggles to breathe next to me and I knew I only had one choice. I didn't care about the job anymore. I wasn't about to lose Fluke again after just getting him back. 

"Stop! I'll tell you!" I choke out and I turn to see Fluke frantically shaking his head, confusion in his eyes. 

"I'll tell you. Just let him go."