All Chapters of Bloody Christmas: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

5th January, 1999The WarehouseJoelI didn't quite expect Lana to ask me that kind of favour. What was she thinking?, did she expect me to forgive her father so easily?. I decided at the last minute to tell her half of the truth, her father can tell her the rest if he's even alive by then.I still had this nagging feeling that we were going to be under an attack soon. I hope Freddie is not trying to do anything funny because if so, the result would be disastrous. I trust my gang to retaliate in full force if anything goes wrong.Lionel walked in beaming with smiles. That's odd, most of the time Lionel was always moody until...ah, I see the Goodluck charm here: Lana.                    "Good day boss" he said.                    "Lionel, I see you're happy today. Care to share the good news?" I said.

7th January, 1999Undisclosed locationLionelGosh!. Vanessa is dead, I can't believe she's dead. She wasn't supposed to die. Though we didn't get along so well but she was still my friend. She was there for me when my girlfriend dumped me for another guy. Shit, she was there for me whenever I felt down. The tough girl act she usually puts on was just a guise. Deep down, she was a sad, broken girl. Not many people knew about her family but the little she shared was enough to know that she hasn't always had it rosy all her life.The President ordered that attack, I'm sure of it. To make matters worse, the boss was severely injured. We were lucky to escape. I fear for the boss. Heck, he couldn't even talk to me. After Patricia left with Lana to the safe house, I drove the boss to the safe house too, where we would be staying since our mansion was in ruins. I hate to admit it but the FBI got us thi

10th January, 1999Undisclosed locationJoelLionel came in, wearing a mixed expression. He was confused, sad and looked defeated. He slumped on the chair Carlos just left, stretching out his tired legs.                                   "Lionel" I said.I had a feeling that something was wrong and it wasn't about the attack. Lionel looked lost. Damn, he couldn't even respond as he just stared into space.                            "Lionel" I repeated, a bit louder this time.Only then did he look at me and what I saw broke my heart into a thousand pieces. Lionel was fighting back tears. Shit!, what must have happened to cause this kind of reaction.                        &n

15th January, 1999Undisclosed locationJoelThe past few days has been one of the hardest days in my life. The pain and sleepless nights coupled with Vanessa's death has been so devastating. My only consolation is that she's in a better place, away from this toxic lifestyle.I honoured her last wish and yesterday she was cremated and it was the first time I cried since Anna's death. The emotions I felt yesterday were overwhelming, it was like a blanket, choking me. I just had to let it all out. Lionel was a sobbing mess beside me. Never have I seen him look so sad and defeated, he couldn't utter a word throughout and only sobbed harder as we left the place where her final remains were kept.This morning, I felt a little bit better as the pain I felt dew days ago was nearly gone. I must say, Carlos did a very good job. The place where I was shot had become a little less painful nevertheless Carlos warned me with strict instructions not to over exer

17th January, 1999Undisclosed LocationLana      "Lana, the boss wants you" Lionel said, barging into my room.I was momentarily startled. One,  Lionel's attitude towards me this past few days has been kind of strange. Gone was the friendly and care free boy I was used to. Now, he treated me with disdain and hatred.       "What's wrong?" I asked.       "Nothing is wrong" he said, looking at me dead in the eye.       "OK. Please give me a few minutes to change" I whispered.        "No, he said abruptly. "You're fine this way" he added. What was he saying?. How on earth does he expect me to go out like this, in my pyjamas for goodness sake.           "But I can't come out like this" I said, on the verge of tears.        "I don't care. Now move" he ordered, pu