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(Nogla POV)
I rolled myself on the bed one more time. I opened my eyes, after I couldn't feel the one and only beside me. Switching the lights on, I looked around, only to feel a huge disappointment washed over me.

Where is he?

I slowly stood up, walking out of my room. The whole apartment sounded so sad, so empty.

"Lui?" I called out, even though I knew he wasn't there.

I sat down in the kitchen, pulling out my phone. There weren't any messages, any phone calls missed.

Maybe something happened to him! Maybe the exact thing that happened to Mark! Oh my God, he's surely lying in his own pool of blood right now and nobody knows about it.

The anxiety and panic took control over my body, when the worst scenarios popped out in my head. I dialed his number, hoping he would have picked it up. But right at the first beep, I heard the key in the lock.

Jumping from the chair, I quickly ran to the hallway. Lui was closing the door as silently as he could. I hugged him tightly from behind, receiving a scream of surprise.

"Where have you been?? What happened?" I attacked him with questions.

"Calm down, I'm fine," he replied tiredly.

"What's going on? Is Mark alright?"

I followed him into our bedroom, watching him undress. I noticed a blood on his clothes, the blood I hadn't seen before. He fell on the bed, rubbing his face.

"He's fine. Some gang attacked us, killed many of my people, but it's fine now."

"Gang? What gang? And what did Mark meant by Delirious?"

Lui rolled himself on the hip, yawning.

"I'm sorry, Nogla. I'll answer your questions in the morning, ok? I'm just too tired now," he mumbled.

I frowned, feeling already pushed away. But I understood him. I had no idea what everything one must do for keeping his men save, what feeling it is to lead the gang, what were the rules and laws.

"Sweet dreams," I whispered, too energetic to go back to the sleep.

I walked into the kitchen, making myself an early breakfast. After twenty minutes there was a buzzing noise. Looking quickly around, I saw Lui's phone on the table, unfamiliar name on the display.

Who's Ohm?

I quickly ran to our bedroom with intention of waking Lui up, but when I saw him, how peacefully he was sleeping, I didn't have a heart for it. So I returned back to the kitchen, drowsiness already gone.

There was a new feeling, curiosity. I knew I shouldn't have looked, it was his privacy and his gang, but on the other hand I had a right to share his life.

Ohm: Just saw a person from far distance with a familiar mask on his belt. Bryce was waiting for him. Still want Delirious?

My whole world shrunk into this exact moment. I read that message over and over again, feeling so confused.

Wait, what? Delirious is death. He was killed, I saw it. Or is he?

I looked behind me towards the room Lui was sleeping in.

Is it possible Lui lied to me? He wouldn't do it!

I unlocked his phone, quickly going through his messages. I knew this was a bad idea, sign that I didn't trust me, but I needed to be sure.

There was the same message send to several people asking for help in finding Delirious.

L: Delirious escaped. I had no idea where to, be on guard. He's insane, killed half of my men. Text me immediately when you see him.

This can't be real. Lui wouldn't lie to me, he wouldn't. Why is he still chasing that man down? Why does it matter so much to him? This has to end.

I put down his phone, walking to his room. I had enough, not really caring about his sleep.

"Lui? Lui!" I woke him him.

"W-what?" He sounded so innocent with a drowsiness in his voice.

"Delirious is alive. Did you lie to me?"

He blinked several times after my question, sitting up.

"What? No! Are you insane? Delirious is dead, we both saw it. What's got into you? Why are you asking all of the sudden?"

The fact that he was lying to me directly into my eyes hurt the most. I realized how bad he had to feel when I was lying to him about Delirious.

"I just wanted to know," I mumbled.

"Go back to sleep, Nogla."

I returned back into the kitchen, cleaning the dishes. Right after that, I grabbed my jacket, my gun and my phone. I closed the door behind me, walking towards my car. I knew this wasn't betraying my love, I was doing this for him.

I drove to one familiar place, thinking about couple of possible scenarios. But here I were, getting out of my car and walking towards the house. I was nervous as hell, mainly because I remembered we didn't end our meeting in a good terms. But there was no way back for me, and I was already knocking on the door.

The door opened, revealing Craig with a cast on his hand. I frowned, trying to recall if he had it on him the last time I saw him.

"What do you want?! I told you, you had no direct evidence on him!" He snapped at me.

"I know. I'm here actually like a friend, not an enemy," I said calmly, trying to predict his next movements.

"We don't need FBI agents around!" He quickly closed the door on me.

I started to slam on the wood, not really minding the noise I was doing.

"Opened the door. I need to talk with Tyler!" I yelled at him through the closed door.

"Get the fuck out. Or I'll shoot you. You're trespassing."

"Craig, please. I need to talk with your client, friend, boyfriend, or whatever he's to you. It's really important," I tried one more time.

The door opened and I saw Craig with a gun in his hand pointing right at me.

"I told you to leave!"

I quickly put my hands up in a protective manner, not backing away though.

"You're pointing your gun at a federal man, Craig. This is against the law. I'm not here to hurt him, nor to hurt you. Let me speak with him."

We both heard a car engine, which made me turn my head around. I saw Tyler getting out of the car, stopping in the movement right when he saw us.

"I need to talk with you," I started, turning my whole body to him.

"Don't you dare move now," Craig warned me behind.

"Tyler, it's about Delirious. Hear me out."

I felt in danger, mainly because both of them had a gun, while I was here alone. Tyler walked towards me, gesturing Craig to put the gun away.

"What about him?"

Wait, so it's true?! Delirious is alive?

"Can I come in? I don't want to talk about it here," I tried to sound friendly.

"I don't trust you, so I don't see any point in leading you into my house. Besides you and your fucking friends already looked through my things."

He walked passed by me, walking into his house. I decided not to give up.

"Delirious is in danger, Tyler. I'm here to offer my help."

He turned himself to me, scanning me from head to toes. I knew he had every right not to trust me, but I knew I had to help them.

"What?"

"They already know he's in the city, wherever he's. They saw him on the airport. Most of the people think Delirious is dead, and I assure you I won't change that. I'm here to help," I said, feeling so uncomfortable.

"Why would you want to help us? From where do you know this informations? Is FBI still going after him?"

"I have my personal reason to help. And no, FBI and the government think he's dead, as Mark wrote it officially down. But it's much worse. Gangs are after him. We need to find him and save him. He's in great danger," I answered.

"What gangs? How do you know it?" Craig asked instead.

"Somebody named Ohm texted one of my good friend that he saw Delirious at the airport."

"You know him?" Craig asked, looking at Tyler.

"Yeah, it's a leader of one gang in North Carolina. Delirious and Luke were part of that gang when they were younger," he replied slowly, thinking about this situation.

"Come in."

I smiled to myself, feeling so proud. I knew I was doing the right thing. Finally after all the time, I was making the right decisions.

I need to save Delirious to hide him somewhere. I need to save Lui from his insanity, his obsession with that man. I'm doing this for you, Lui. I love you.