The Ghost Hunters and The Familiar Strangers

Catherine went home feeling so fulfilled. She didn't know why, but she knew she was very happy to see him again. All the hatred she felt for him suddenly disappeared when she saw him and when she mentioned the name Eve, she could see his reaction and she knew he would call her even if he wants to or not. She sang and danced, twirling with a happy smile on her face. "I will make sure I get you back, Jones." She looked at her wall clock, "Should call soon." She said. Just then, her phone rang revealing a strange number. She picked up the call with a smile on her face. As if knowing he was the one, she called his name. "I knew you'd call me". She said, sitting on the chair as she poured herself a drink. She couldn't hide the smile on her face.

"Who are you? And how did you know the name Eve?". Jones asked.

"If you want to know, you've got to come to me and hear it. I will text you the location". She ended the call not waiting to hear what he has to say.

She quickly texted him the location of her house as she waited, thinking of how to get him back. And this time, she's going to make sure he claims her and they both claim each other. She lost him the first time, she isn't going to let him slip away this time. The moment he claims her, she will be all he thinks about, all he wants to be with and slowly he would forget he has a family, that way she would introduce his son to him and they will be one happy family. She laughed at the thought.

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Jones didn't know if he was doing the right thing or not, all he knew was he needed answers and if going over to her would get him the answers he needs, then no problem. He would do it.

The text message came and he opened it, revealing the location. He checked his wristwatch and the time was 5 pm. He quickly texted his wife that he would be running late and that some people came to buy flowers and he had to wait and sell. When he got a reply from his wife, he took a vehicle and directed the driver where to go. He didn't want to use his speed because he knew it was too early to do that.

Jones got to the location after confirming he was in the right place, he called the lady. "I'm outside now".

"I don't think that's a conversation we can have standing outside or are you scared?". She asked. When there was no reply, she continued." My house is the one on the left side. Don't be late".

Jones wanted to argue, but Catherine had already hung up before he could say anything. Jones stood for a few minutes considering his next move after much analyzing he decided to go. He went to her house before he knocked, she opened the door. Jones raised an eyebrow in suspicion.

Catherine knew that look so she gave a reassuring smile. "I heard your footsteps. Come on in". She gestured to him after she saw he was more relaxed.

Jones entered looking at the room. "please have a seat". Catherine said as she sat opposite him.

Jones sat down. "Let's cut to the chase". He paused looking at Catherine trying to read her thoughts but Catherine knew him too well. When he saw he couldn't get any information he decided to go verbally. "How do you know Eve?". Catherine smiled. "I'm sorry but I don't start a conversation without a drink".

"I believe I have every reason to decline ". He said not wanting to waste any time with her.

"Not when you need to get am information from me ". Catherine said as she stood up to get the drink. She got the drink and the two glasses as she poured the drink. She gave him one glass of wine while she took the other, setting the bottle on the table as she took the seat next to him.

Catherine knew Jones would exchange the glasses so she decided to volunteer first. "if you think I poisoned yours or perhaps drugged it, you can have mine". She said as she took his glass and gave it to him. Seeing that he was satisfied with that, she smiled. "Cheers". She pushed her glass forward but Jones took the glass and gulped the wine without a single drop left in the glass.

"now can we have that discussion?" He said. Every moment he spent with her felt somehow familiar and it reminded him of his wife to whom he lied.

"Fine". Catherine gulped her wine as she set the glass on the table. "I am Eve". She finally let it out earning a shocking look from Jones.

Jones looked at her it was then he noticed her feature. Her eyes still had that shimmer in them. "But how? What happened? You look so different from her. You look like a completely different person".

"That was because I had plastic surgery." Catherine said.

Jones didn't know what to believe and what not to. Who knows, she might be lying and who knows she might be saying the truth. "I was scared of you".

"What?". Jones asked." Hold on a sec.. What about the child?". He asked in anticipation.

Catherine looked away as she bit her lips trying to suppress her words.

"Talk to me... Where's the child?". He asked again.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

Without looking at him, Catherine answered. "I got rid of him".

Jones couldn't believe his ears as he held his chest trying to hold back the pain and the tears. How Could she do this to him? First, she ran away with a child... his child in her womb without him knowing. How can she be this wicked? Now the child is dead, how was he supposed to live his life now?