Free Race by Bethany Walkers Page B

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    Noah laughed to himself. "Listen, Ronan, what you're thinking is nothing to do with anything. I can explain everything. Where are you?"
     
    "ON THE OFFICE TERRACE, YOU RAT!" Ronan bellowed. This was yet another terrible word he'd used, the word rat, when he could have said an awful swear word.  Chantelle walked over to him, giving him a drink of alcohol. "I'M GONNA COMMIT SUICIDE!" Ronan continued to say down the line.
     
    "Don't do anything like that. Ronan. You've got it all wrong," Noah sighed.
     
    "OH, SHUT UP! I HAVEN'T GOT IT WRONG! CHANTELLE TOLD ME THIS HERSELF!" Ronan said cleverly.
     
    "Why are you saying this? Chantelle's your wife! She loves you a lot!" Noah confided. Even Noah was struggling with how to compose his responses.
     
    "DON'T YOU HAVE ANY SHAME? YOU SLEPT WITH YOUR BROTHER'S WIFE!" Ronan roared, and then saw Noah's car approaching the office building. Ronan signalled to Chantelle to leave. Then, he continued to speak down the line. "I COULDN'T EVEN THINK THAT YOU WOULD BETRAY ME LIKE THIS!"
     
    "Look, stop all this crazy nonsense. You stay there. I'm coming right now." Noah yawned. Chantelle had explained how everything was going to happen, so it was very predictable as to what Ronan was going to say.
     
    Ronan sat down on the edge. "THERE'S NO NEED TO COME HERE! WHAT EXPLANATION WILL YOU GIVE ME? THAT IT WAS A MISTAKEN AFFAIR? DON'T SYMPATHIZE WITH ME, NOAH! THE PERSON WHO'S BEEN BETRAYING ME IS YOU, MY OWN BROTHER!"
     
    "No, Ronan, that's not true!" Noah was getting tired of this drama now. He parked the car, and began rushing through the endless lifts and stairs to try and get to the rooftop as fast as he could.
     
    "YOU CHEATED ME! YOU BACK STABBED ME! AND NOW, I'VE GOT NOTHING LEFT TO LIVE FOR!" Ronan said fiercely.
     
    Noah arrived on the office terrace, and walked up to Ronan. "Listen to me, Ronan. I know I've made a mistake."
     
    "A mistake?" Ronan repeated. "Sleeping with your younger brother's wife, is something that you find as just a little mistake?" Ronan's face looked as if it were fit to burst.
     
    Noah sat down on the ledge with him purposefully. Everything was going according to plan. "Listen to me, Ronan. ..."
     
    "What should I listen to?" Ronan said bitterly. "You only told me that she was a really good friend of yours.  If you liked her so much then you should have just told me, Noah! I wouldn't have married her!"
     
    "First off, you get off this ledge. Then, I'll explain everything to you." Noah was getting incredibly frustrated.
     
    The two brothers continued to argue, and that's when Chantelle arrived through the door that led to the open office terrace. She walked slowly but surely, wearing a very revealing green minidress and silver high heels, her dark hair blowing in the wind. Noah saw her from the corner of his eye, and nodded at her, all a part of his plan.
     
    Chantelle pushed Noah, hard, across the ledge. Noah toppled backwards, struggling, holding on to the ledge with just his fingertips. He made a dramatic scene, trying to climb back on, but was finding it too hard to grasp.
     
    "I still love you, Noah," Chantelle said in a seductive way, although her voice was edging with a bitchy tone. "But twenty million dollars is a lot of money. I'm sorry."
     
    Ronan's face filled with delight, a disgusting smirk plastered on it. "I guess this is where we say goodbye, Noah." He gave a devilish grin to his brother.
     
    Noah couldn't hold on anymore, his hands slipped away from the ledge and all that could be heard now was a massive smash and shattering of glass as he had fell from so many storeys of the building. Everything came in a huge rush. The pavement below them was filled with a huge, dark pool of blood. Next, there were the loud sounds of sirens wailing, as the police made their way to the crime scene.
     
    CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR
    CRIME SCENE
     
    Then, one police car arrived, and an irresistibly beautiful lady walked out, dressed in a mini