Sacrifice (#1 Twin's Service series) UNEDITED

Chapter 40

Sloane's POV:

Everyone left the room except for Isbal who continued laying on my bed as if it were his own. I wasn't surprised though. He wasn't even going to be given my attention; I instead focused on changing out of the large t-shirt and panties someone had put on me. By the amused smirk the asshole on my bed was giving me, I would take a guess it had been him. Right at the moment I was conveniently forgetting I'd been covered in blood and yet now was clean. Yes. Let's forget that Isbal more than likely cleaned me. Ugh.

My feet padded across the floor and reached the closet where I grabbed a bra, new underwear, sweats, and a large shirt. Today just felt like it would be a shit day so I wasn't even going to worry about putting real clothes on. With clothes in hand I made my way into my bathroom and begun changing. 

Halfway through putting my bra on I heard a slight noise and assumed it was Isbal but when I heard him begin to talk it changed my mind.

"Yo, shit for brains, someone's snuck in your room. Looks to be three human males."

I'd have asked the douche bag why he wasn't fucking taking care of it but realized that with the veil up he couldn't touch this dimension.. Aside from me that is. 

"Great," I mumbled. My hands jerkily yanked the large t-shirt over my head before I threw the bathroom door open with a pissed off look. 

Three guns were trained on me. What kind of fuck shit was this. Isbal just looked amused with his hands behind his head, allowing his robe to spread showing off his happy trail. 

"Can I help you guys?"

My eyebrow raised in question because honestly who the hell had time to come harass me when the damn Supernatural Community just came out of the metaphorical closet? What fuck shit luck did I have? Better question was why they were even here?

"Lady, we's just followin' oders heyyre," the man on the left with a scar on his neck spoke up. His accent threw me off. I'm not even sure what to make of that one. 

"Obviously," I sarcastically said before crossing my arms, "My question though is for who?"

"Nows we can't be tellin' yous that. Jus' follow us reals nice. No harm."

The other two seemed to going for the quiet route. I wasn't scared though because I was a damn magical creature. The 20 questions was getting tedious. 

My eyes begun to glow green and magic flowed out from me as I took control of the three. 

"Now then," I began as I pushed off the wall, "I ask again, who the fuck sent you to me?"

"Cathy Hendrick hired us."

"Who the fuck is Cathy Hendrick?"

"I dun' know. She only says yous dinnit do what she wannit." This guys accent was damn annoying. I turned towards another man to stop his weird ramblings. 

"You boys know anything other than that?"

"It h-h-had s-s-omet-t-thing to do w-w-with her husb-b-band."

Oh great one guy was unintelligent and didn't know how to talk and the other stuttered. Where did this lady get these people. I'd begun to wonder if they actually knew how to shoot a gun at this point. 

When my eyes landed on the last guy he ran a hand over his chest like a nervous gesture before talking as if he were a lawyer. "I assure you Miss we were merely hired to apprehend you and force you to provide information on one Mr. Henry Hendrick who's married to a Mrs. Cathy Hendrick. Apparently she had plans on trying to force him to give her more than half of their belongings if she were to file divorce. Sadly with the information you provided it's not anything she can use and would eventually receive nothing if she were to divorce him."

Cathy Hendrick? Henry? Oh my fucking god. Is this that damn crazy client who thought her husband was cheating? I felt a migraine coming. Her husband had merely been to a coffee shop and wanted to escape her for a while. Hearing what these guys were saying, I wasn't all together surprised. 

"Forget everything, including that you were hired by Cathy Hendrick."

Their eyes clouded over before they climbed back out of my window. It would've amused me but I realized that if Cathy was going to send people like this, she wouldn't stop. I'd have to go remedy this situation. 

Twenty minutes later I was walking up towards the door of a normal white painted house with a garden in the front. Mrs. Hendrick's opened her door and a flit of panic flashed through her eyes before a smile graced her lips. 

"Ms. Abernath, to what do I owe the pleasure?"

"Shut up, Cathy. We both know you sent people to my house. How you even knew where I lived baffles me but what I want to know is; what else have you done?"

When my eyes forced her to answer I was shocked by her answer. 

"I had people go to destroy your office."

Her face was deadpan and she had answered almost mechanically. My anger filled the room but I leashed it in. 

"Here's what we're going to do. I'll have my lawyer send you paperwork on the amount of money you need to compensate to me for the damage you've done. During this time, you need to divorce your husband and tell him everything you have done and had planned on doing. Let him figure out the punishment you deserve. Stop sending people after me. Clean your act up and become a decent person while you're at it."

Disgust was evident on my face. There was really no way to disguise it. Mr. Hendrick's came out from the back of the house looking pale and had bandages on his arm. 

"Who's this Cathy?"

Cathy still had a blank look on her face so I shifted my eyes to him. When he saw that they glowed he broke out in sweat as he stumbled back. 

"My apologies, Mr. Hendrick. Your wife had hired me to investigate you and I found you to be a decent Husband. Unfortunately, your wife is a crazy bitch so I had to take care of the situation. She'll properly tell you everything," I explained to him before looking back at the woman, "Correct?"

She nodded her head. 

I sighed and just left. It was really too bothersome.  I should've erased Mr. Hendrick's memory of my eyes but with everything going on did it really matter if he told anyone he saw a woman with glowing eyes?

It was going to take a while for everything to settle down. At least during that time we could finally fix and expand SPARC. Maybe even to other Cities. Life would go on. 

Damn.. that shitty God is still waiting in my house. Dimitri would have to wait because I could only handle one man releasing pheromones at once. Sometimes I really wish I were just Human.

A/N: This is the end but I'll be adding an Epilogue. Just know the Epilogue probably won't be long and it'll be in third person instead of first.