BASHing Trinity novel Chapter 30

BASH

My rage is still over the edge. I can’t even think straight. No one else came and out of my penthouse, only Trinity. So, this is all the silence and odd behavior are all about? How did she even know?

I never tell anyone about that journal. I have never gone through the pages of it, and worse, I don’t have any copy of it.

What gives her interest in that?

I hear Edmund’s voice from the doorway since I keep my office door open.

"I’m in here!” I yell from my desk where I use to lean on. I feel like I lost all my strength.

Edmund and Derek almost in the same sizes, but Derek is a lot younger than him, and he's in mid-thirties.

"What’s wrong, Bash?” Derek speaks.

"Have you seen the feeds?” I am referring to the video footage.

Edmund raises his brow. "Video feeds? Yes. Nothing’s off in your parking area, elevator, and outside your penthouse. Why did you ask?”

I clench my jaw. I want to keep this a secret, but they need to know to do their job. "Someone’s interested in the journal,” I tell them, but they don’t have any idea what I'm talking about.

Derek brows furrowed. “Who? What journal?”

I breathe deeply. “Someone sent me a text, thanked me, and said I owe you my life.”

"You mean, someone gets inside your penthouse?” Edmund is in full alert, walking out of my office.

"Edmund, it’s Trinity,” I say flatly.

Edmund walks in, looking more confused. "What’s in that journal? Why does it matter to you and Ms. Mallory?"

"Why Ms. Mallory is interested in it?” Derek asks. "Let me see the number who sent you a text.”

I hand my phone to Edmund.

He takes a glance and answers quickly. "It’s Sean Rexwell.”

"What?” My blood boils. How the fuck did he get my number? What is he thanking for? Then it hits me hard.

"Fuck! Follow me.” I grab my coat and my keys before walk out of my office.

"Where are we going?” Derek asks, following me out. "What’s going on between you two and Rexwell, Bash?”

I get inside the elevator and ignore Edmund’s questions.

"Don’t tell me we are going to Rexwell, Bash. I don’t think it’s a good idea. The last time you two met, it didn’t end well,” Edmund reminds when he didn’t get an answer from me.

"Trinity gave the journal to him. I don’t even know how did she know my combination.”

"Maybe she took the journal, but I doubt she’s stupid enough to betray you and hand it to him, Bash. This is a trap. He wants to get your attention, he wants to see you, and whatever he has in his mind right now. I know it’s not gonna be good.” Edmund has a point but I still need to know why Trinity took it and what is the connection of that journal to Rexwell.

"There is only one way to find out, Edmund, and whether you like it or not, I’m going to see that asshole!” I walk out of the elevator.

"You didn’t answer me what’s in that journal,” Edmund insists.

I stop and face him. “I thought you know everything about me."

"Stop being sarcastic, Bash. We are here to protect you. Our job is to keep you safe, and our job depends on your life." I know he's worried about his job, and he's also worried about me.

Derek hasn't said a word.

"Then drive me to that asshole,” I push, walking away from them to unlock the car.

"I’ll drive you there, but you have to stay in the car until the area is safe.”

Edmund pulls the car out of my private parking area.

"If it’s my time to die even inside my penthouse, I will still die. No one can stop death,” I reply dismissively.

"What are you gonna do? Confront him? Beat him? Take the journal back if Trinity handed it to him?” Derek finally talks, but he better stay quiet because I don’t want to answer their questions. "We should have a plan, Bash."

Time is ticking, I don’t care what’s in that journal, but I want to keep Trinity away from trouble and away from Rexwell. He placed that tracker on Trinity’s phone on purpose.

Trinity is in trouble because of me.

I fish out my phone and dial Ranjiv's number.

"Bash, what a surprise? Though I know you want something from me, and I know—“ I cut his long blah blah blah short.

"Track Trinity’s phone,” I say my purpose, and he groans in response.

"Seriously? Can't you track her all by yourself? Can’t she even stay away from you for a minut?"

"Just do what I say!” I yell over the phone. Trinity is in danger, and he has the time to joke around?

Bad timing.

"Whoa! Okay, okay.”

I squeeze my eyes shut. "Just do it, Ranjiv. I need you to stay on your laptop and watch over Trinity’s phone. Her life is in danger. Can you do that for me?” I say it is a more calm tone.

"Sure, sure,” he answers right away.

"Good. Thanks.”

"If Trinity is in danger, Bash, I think I should inform your dad.” Edmund glances at the rearview mirror.

"Don’t!” I throw him a disapproving glare.

"This is where the people get killed, because of the impulsiveness, wrong decisions, and wrong move,” Derek says slowly.

"I’m not gonna get killed. I just want to talk to Rexwell. We may not in good terms, but we never tried to kill each other."

"Yet,” Edmund adds.

I check when my phone vibrates. We’re almost near the Rexwell building where Sean’s lair is on the top floor.

"Ranjiv, anything?” I answer.

"This may sound odd but—“

"Just say it, and nothing is odd right now,” I respond.