Sins Of The Father

The first image that played on the project was evidence of the illegal experiment he did on my mom, then a few other atrocities he committed against several other patients and even some of his staff, and then the confession from the witness.

Dr. Hudson, who was calm while watching the whole video, quickly signaled his guards to switch off the projector as soon as the witness testimony came up. That’s because this had to do with his only son. He didn’t want him to know about the source of his heart.

The once quiet garden soon became noisy as people began to whisper amongst themselves.

My gaze shifted to Don and I realized he had been staring at in absolute disbelief. I couldn’t tell whether it was at me or Hudson but Don’s eyes narrowed with disappointment and confusion.

“Arrest that criminal!” A guy in a black suit ordered and my eyes lit up immediately thinking he was amongst the agents.

I moved my gaze across the room in search of Miller or any other detectives I knew but none of them was on sight.

While I was expecting the men to march towards Hudson, they walked towards me instead and before I knew what was going on, they were already reading my rights to me.

“You’re under arrest for Impersonation. Whatever you say can and will…”

Impersonation? Have I been found out? My pulse sped up and my heart trembled rapidly. As I raised my head, I locked eyes with Don who was already running towards us.

Hudson signaled his men to take me away and once I was taken out of the garden, I heard his voice through the speakers as he apologized for the nuisance and also suggested they enjoy the party before also walking out of the garden to where I was being held.

“Bela Armani? I can’t believe you deceived me for three years and managed to make my son a fool for you.” He chuckled bitterly.

At that moment, I knew my cover was blown. He knew exactly who I was so there was no need to pretend anymore.

“You should be the one getting arrested, you pig! Don’t think this is over.” I bellowed furiously whilst trying to set myself free from the men.

“Dad, what is going on here?” Donovan's eyes widened as he saw how the men manhandled me.

He ran towards me and tried to set me free but his father pulled him back.

“Donovan, you shouldn’t be here.” He scolded.

“What? That’s my wife those men have manhandling! I have every right to know what is going on!” Don’s muscles tightened.

“Don’t you get it? Your wife of three years is a fraud. An impersonator! Everything about her is a lie. Her name is not even Bela.” Hudson exposed my secrets.

Don was confused. He didn’t want to believe any of his father’s words so he looked my way to get confirmation and the sly grin I had on my face was more than enough confirmation for him.

Despite that, the lover boy still wants verbal confirmation from me.

“Bela…please tell me all this is a lie. Please…”

“The name is Diana Garcia. Your father and I have a really long history and scores to settle. But don’t worry, I sent you a gift. It will help you know your father more.” I managed to explain before he signaled the men to take me away.

As I was dragged out of the house, I heard some dispute between the men and also heard something that felt like Don’s phone crashing to the ground.

He must be trying to prevent Don from finding out his true color.

As soon as the men shoved me into a black van, I knew they weren’t anything related to the force. They were neither the police nor the FBI.

I’ve just been kidnapped in broad daylight. No matter what, Hudson would make sure to end my life this time around.

I tried to scream but they quickly covered my face with a scarf and slowly, I began to lose my consciousness.

The last thing I heard before I totally blacked out was a loud, deafening bang which sounded like our van was hit by something larger. I didn’t have any last words to say because I never expected to join my family so soon.

I thought that night was my last on earth but I woke up to find myself in a very familiar room.

Miller’s room.

I had a few cuts and my evening dress was now in ruins. Then it occurred to me that that sound I heard must have been made when Miller’s van bashed the kidnapper’s.

The first thing I did once I knew I was in a safe place was to change into one of Miller’s polo shirts. Then I went to the room next door where I met Miller tending to his injuries.

“The FBI are giving up on the case, that means you’re on your own now. We have to pack up and leave.” He suggested as he hurriedly concluded his first aid and put on his shirt.

“What is going on? And where were you last night when you were supposed to be making the fucking arrest?” I asked, confused and angry.

“We underestimated Hudson. He got the FBI under wraps and now they have no choice but to dissolve the team against Hudson because he’s got proof that all the evidence was earned through force and illegal means. The worst news is that Hudson is after your life so we have to leave town as soon as possible.” Miller explained.

“So…all my three years of marriage, pretense and Impersonation will result in nothing?” I swallowed hard as my throat felt tight.

“Now is not the time to argue or think about what is lost. Let’s just leave.” Miller suggested.

I dragged my heavy feet back to Miller’s room and quickly changed into a better dress.

Miller picked a few things he would need and soon we were ready to go.

As we stepped out of the I began to feel nauseous but I managed to get into the car beside Miller who was driving.

“Are you alright?” His expression softened.

“I should be…I guess?” I stuttered as I buckled my seatbelt.

Miller was worried but we needed to leave this place as soon as possible so he started driving.

Just as we drove out of his small compound, a black van that seemed to have been waiting outside for us quickly blocked our path, preventing us from moving.

Immediately, we knew it was Hudson’s men but that was too late because before we could make a move, about seven men in black quickly stepped out of their cars and began shooting at us.

Luckily, Miller’s van was bulletproofed and we were safe for a while.

Just like the previous night, Miller bashed their van with his and we were able to move once again but they didn’t give up as they began following us.

Miller suggested I drive while he winded down the car window and shot them off.

I agreed and we quickly changed seats but a few minutes into shooting, I heard Miller whimpering. I looked his way and my heart sank when I noticed he had several bullets to his chest.

“Escape and contact Don…He loves you and would do anything for you.” Blood oozed out of his mouth as he said his last words.

I had a sinking feeling in my stomach as I realized this was the fourth person dying on me.

I continued driving the truck as hot tears streamed down my cheeks. I kept running through the field, looking back now and then as they were getting closer to me. I was so focused on their car that I didn’t notice I was driving towards a dead end. By the time I turned back, I couldn’t stop my car from running into the big rock at the end of the road.

I remembered smiling brightly as I tumbled along with the car as it fell into the deep river. Maybe this revenge thing wasn’t for me. Maybe it wasn’t really Hudson’s fault— after all I introduced my family to him. Maybe I am the one that needs to be held accountable for my family’s demise, because if they didn’t have such an awful daughter. Maybe…just maybe, they’d still be alive and healthy. I bumped my head several times before I slowly started to lose my consciousness. I have gone too close to death so many times to be scared of it. This time, I willingly embraced it. The last thing I heard was the splashing sound of the water as my car fell into. And then it was dark.