Chapter 297 - Gregory Light (6) (1/2)

It's early Monday morning. Sun is not up yet. Greg is sitting in a silver Audi, in front of Jeff's apartment building and holding a new type of pneumatic syringe gun which Rebecca got him from her veterinarian friend. The gun has space for six medicine dosages, that means he has six shots for four bodyguards. He tried it out in Rebecca's garden, and he is confident that if he gets within five feet, he will definitely hit the target.

The gun is small enough to almost fit in his palm. 'Perfect, it will stay hidden.' The gun makes some noise, but if used on the street, regular noise from traffic and people will cover up the sound.

Greg adjusted air pressured chambers to deliver enough anesthetic to knock down a grown-up person for few hours. Once needle hits the target, it takes about a second to administer the medicine from the chamber and in no more than five seconds, target will be sedated.

So now he only needs to wait for his opportunity... JoAnna to come out, like on Friday, with her four bodyguards. He will take down the guards first... and then JoAnna. Greg owns a vacation house at Lake Tahoe, he purchased it earlier under a different name. 'That place is perfect. Once I get my hands on JoAnna, I will take her there... no one will find us.' He knows that driving there takes about seven hours... he has enough anesthetic with him to keep her unconscious until they reach there. After that, it won't matter... his vacation house is isolated in the forest. There is nowhere to run. And even if she cries for help, no one will hear her. His plan is perfect!

Greg cringed when he remembered previous day. In the afternoon, he just finished trying out the syringe gun in the rose garden, when Rebecca approached him. He ignored her at first, and she began fussing. Rebecca complained how he is cold toward her, even though she allowed him to stay in her house and provided him with information and things he needed without asking anything in return. Greg was on the verge to tell her off, take things he needs and leave, but then he remembered how he still needs her... he is not sure when he will get a chance to approach JoAnna, his sweet JoAnna. Greg knows that this is a game of waiting, and it might take days, maybe even weeks until he finds his perfect chance. He can't afford to offend Rebecca at this point. He steadied himself, forced a smile and spent the rest of the afternoon coaxing her. But with every passing minute, she was smiling more, approaching closer... Greg knew that Rebecca reached her limit of patience and it was time for him to show her how grateful he is for her hospitality and effort so far. He can't avoid her anymore.

That evening Greg did what he did for the last three years whenever he was with a woman. He imagined that he is with JoAnna. The only thing he needed to be cautious of, is not to call out her name, and the act went as usual. He finished quickly, dressed up and left Rebecca's bedroom with an excuse that he is used to sleep alone. Greg went to the guest bedroom and took a long shower, scrubbing himself vigorously. He didn't want Rebecca's scent lingering on his body. He wants to smell fresh when he meets JoAnna.

Greg jolted himself back into present when parking garage door opened. One older couple drove away. Greg sighed, kept the syringe gun on the passenger seat and continued gazing toward garage door entrance.

…

Sun was out and JoAnna woke up when she felt Jeff's arm tightening around her. He was mumbling, and his face was frowned.

'He is having a bad dream.' JoAnna listened to his mumbling and could hear him say. ”Don't go... Anna, stay... don't go...”.

JoAnna felt pain in her chest hearing him say those things. She caressed his cheek and kissed him gently. ”It's just a dream... I'm here. I'm not going anywhere… I'm right here…”, she chanted softly.

He jolted out of his sleep and looked at her for a second with eyes full of pain before embracing her tightly.

She whispered, ”It's OK. I'm here... it was just a bad dream. I'm not going anywhere. I'm right here…”

His hold tightened and he sighed. It took some time before he relaxed.