Death Trap

I pulled the trigger…

Eight years ago Saffron Bridges’ parents died in a fire and her brother was murdered, as far as she knows… Now she has entered a deadly game and there can only be one winner, one wrong move and it’s all over. She must uncover the truth about her past and what really happened to her family.

Guns. Money. Drugs. They all lead to one thing... Death.


16. Thirteen



I had about an hour to go before she came and saw me. To be honest, I was nervous as hell. I wanted to see her; but not under these circumstances. I’d missed her a lot. That didn’t mean that I wanted her to see me like this. We wouldn’t be able to have a proper conversation ‘cause of the fedz nosing around. This was going to be interesting.



I could see her. She was being checked by the monitors. Like she was actually carrying anything. But then again she’d changed. I was very likely that she was. They didn’t find anything though. Don’t know how the hell she managed that. Sneaky little so and so…

Saffron made her way towards me. She looked upset, angry and happy at the same time. I didn’t think that was possible; for her to feel joy. I wasn’t her fault I was going to rot in here, but if she’d listened to me. No! None of this was her fault. I felt guilty for thinking like that.

Jared? Did you hear what I said? Are you even listening to me?”

My blank expression said that I wasn’t. She glared at me. Her ice blue navy eyes boring into mine.

Guess it was time to fess up.



He looked so bored. He obviously didn’t want to me here. It was my fault that he was going to spend the next eight years in prison. The fact made me hate myself.

How are you Jared?” I asked tentatively.

When he didn’t answer I decided to get straight to the point.

What did you say to the police jay? Why are you taking the blame for this? Why won’t you tell them the truth?” I said lowering my voice.

He ignored me. He couldnt have hated me as much as I despised myself. I scowled at my stupidity.

Like he was going to answer me

I tried once more. “Jared? Did you hear what I said? Are you even listening to me?”

His facial expression said that he wasn’t. Disappointment raged through my body.

He looked up at me. His green eyes were suddenly warm and full of regret.

We can’t talk about that. They won’t allow it,” he murmured. He looked in the direction of the monitors.

Make it quick Saffron,” he snapped.

I’d had enough.

You know what I might as well leave. It’s clear that you don’t want me here,” I said standing up to leave.

He grabbed my arm and made me sit back down.

You know I didn’t mean it like that.”

We both sighed.

Can I start again?”

I nodded. He smiled.

I’m fine Saph. It’s not so bad it here once you get used to it.”

He asked many questions about my new life. I wasn’t supposed to tell him but I did anyway.

Three minutes!” the monitors yelled.

You should probably get going now Saffron,” Jared said forlornly.

D’you want me to leave?” I asked.

Honestly Saph, no I don’t. But you should go. I'm not good for you.”

Is this your way of telling me that you don’t want to see me anymore?”

It’s my way of keeping you safe.”

Don’t you get it Jared? I am never going to be safe. I killed Jack. I killed Kyle. I killed people that I didn’t even know. Carson could come back for me. I am never going to have a normal life ever again.”

I probably sounded close to tears. I wouldn’t be surprised if I was. I was going to lose him and my life. Damn.

Look when I get out of here. I promise I will come and see you, but for now Saph you can’t see me anymore. I don’t want it to be this way I swear. But it has to be. I’m sorry.”

The buzzer went for the end of the visit. We both stood up.

Goodbye Saph,” he smiled sadly.

He walked away. I ran. I didn’t stop.

I couldnt do this. I hated this. I hated him. I hated everyone.

No you don’t. You love him.

Damn it! Why couldnt things be simple?! I ran outside into the cold and the rain. Robert Carson. Vanessa Scott. Anyone else that had crossed me had to pay for what they had put me through. What they had put Jared through. And more importantly, what they had done to my brother. I was going to find out who really killed my parents and why. I wanted answers. I didn’t care who from. All I knew was that people were going to die.

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