"FUCK FUCK...FUCK, How did they find me? I didn't even do anything, I already left all that behind me, did someone snitch on me? What if I get caught? What would happen to my wife and kid?"
Dutch a former drug lord, criminal and a human trafficker, was running away from a swat team which raided his old house, the house was used to hide the horrible crimes he had committed, now the authorities were searching this notorious criminal.
As Dutch was hiding from the police, he came across this bar in the middle of an abandoned street vaguely named "Abri", he entered the bar which was empty at the time except for the bartender, Dutch ignored the minor details and dashed to the drink counter.
"What would you like Sir, A cold drink or some warm tea?"
A tall handsome man in his early thirties, asked with a faint smile on his face.
"Tea...I thought...this was a bar?"
Dutch questioned the bartender, while trying to controll his overwhelming emotions, so as to not appear suspicious.
"Indeed this is a bar, we only serve drinks here, but as you can see because of the cold weather and heavy snow nobody is willing to visit this dead place, so I thought of serving you with some lavender tea to help you relieve your stress."
The bartender replied while reassuring Dutch that he can relax himself in this place.
"That...would be wonderful, I've been in stress lately due to work..."
Dutch chuckled awkwardly.
"Is that so! I'll brew some tea with fresh tea leaves, it'll take only a minute."
The bartender finished his sentence with a cheerful but faint smile.
The bartender stepped out the counter and went into a room right besides the counter.
Dutch restless, banging his right foot with the floor in hopes of relieving the feeling of imminent danger skimmed the whole bar for any suspicious eyes, and pulled out a phone from his coat's inside pocket, he took a deep breath and dialled the number of his wife, who with her daughter was away to her parents house for winter holidays.
*Ringing~~
*Hello* ( Dutch's wife )
"He...llo, *takes another deep breath*, How are you both doing? You guys enjoying your holidays with mom and dad."
*Yes we both are having a wonderful time, but the only one missing is you, Honey when will you come here, Sasha asks me everyday when her Dad would come, I told her that he has work to do and will come when he's done.*
"Yeah I'm...sorry, I want you guys to stay there for a while once I'm done I'll come for you, can you get the princess on the phone?"
*Ofcourse~, Sasha it's your Dads phone come talk to him!*
Sasha comes running down the hallway with a precious smile on her face shouting.
*DADDY! DADDY!!!*
Dutch heared the ever so joyful and fragile voice of his blood and tears welled in his eyes, at that time he thought to himself, "Why...do you have to suffer for your father's sin?!", despite all that he steeled himself and held back from breaking down.
To be continued...