The Hockey Star’s Remorse by Riley Above Story

Chapter 98

As I drove home from the law firm, my mind swirled with conflicting emotions. The day had been a

whirlwind, from assisting Jasper with his work to the impending confrontation. with Bruce. The weight of it all was starting to take a toll on me, and doubt gnawed at the edges of my resolve.

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the city streets. I couldn’t help but replay the memories of Bruce’s past assault in my mind. What would stop him from harming me, even with the police on my side?

As I stepped out of the car and made my way up to my apartment, I couldn’t shake the sense of unease that settled over me. The familiar surroundings of my home offered little comfort, and I found myself pacing back and forth, unable to settle my racing thoughts.

I knew I couldn’t let fear paralyze me. I had come this far, and I had a duty to not only myself but to all

the people who had likely suffered at Bruce’s hands. I needed.to confront my fears. head–on, to bring him to justice, and to put an end to the darkness that had haunted me for so long.

With a sigh, I stepped out and made my way into the apartment. I met Aria inside and she immediately dragged me into my room to get me ready.

The low hum of the city outside my apartment window seemed distant as I stood before my closet, staring at an array of provocative attire that she’d laid out before.

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Sensing my hesitation, Aria approached me with a reassuring smile. “Evie, I know this isn’t easy for you, but remember, we’re doing this to bring Bruce to justice. It’s all part of the plan,” she said.

I nodded, trying to push aside the wave of self–disgust that washed over me. “I know, Aria, but wearing this… It feels like I’m giving into him somehow.”

Aria placed a gentle hand on my shoulder, her eyes filled with empathy. “You’re not compromising yourself, Evie. You’re taking control of the situation and using it

to our advantage. Think of it as a disguise, a necessary step to trap him.”

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Taking a deep breath, I began to pick out the most alluring outfit from my wardrobe–a fitted black dress that left little to the imagination and high heels that added inches to my height. I felt a pang of discomfort as I slipped into the dress, but Aria helped zip me up.

Once dressed, I looked at myself in the mirror, feeling a mixture of vulnerability and determination. Aria stepped up behind me, her voice a comforting presence.

“You look stunning, Evie,” she said. “But remember, it’s just a costume. Beneath it all, you’re still the strong, resilient woman I know.”

I offered her a faint smile, grateful for her unwavering support. “Thank you, Aria. Let’s get this over with.”

We headed out of my apartment and made our way to the predetermined meeting point with the police. It was a chilly evening, and the dimly lit street seemed eerily quiet. A sense of unease settled over me as we approached the unmarked van where the detectives and their team were waiting.

Detective Collins greeted us with a reassuring smile as we climbed into the van. Aria and I were seated in the back, hidden from view by tinted windows. The van was equipped with surveillance equipment, and cameras from every angle of the

street.

Detective Anderson handed me a small earpiece and a concealed microphone, explaining how they would communicate with me during the operation. As I adjusted the earpiece, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of trepidation. This was the moment we had been working towards, the culmination of our efforts to bring Bruce to justice.

Aria placed a comforting hand on my shoulder as the detectives briefed us on the plan. We would wait in the van until Bruce arrived at the rendezvous point, at which point I would exit the vehicle and engage in conversation with him. The detectives would be nearby, ready to move in if the situation escalated.

Detective Collins leaned forward, his voice low and reassuring. “Evie, you’ve shown tremendous courage in coming forward with this information. We understand how difficult this must be for you, but we’re here to help.”

I fidgeted with the recording device in my hand, my nerves getting the better of me. “I just… I can’t believe I let it get this far.”

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Detective Anderson nodded, his gaze unwavering. “We’ve been investigating Bruce for some time now, and your information could be the key to finally putting an- end to his criminal activities.”

He motioned for me to approach, and I reluctantly extended my leg, allowing him to attach the small

recording device to my thigh. I prayed it would be discrete enough to avoid. suspicion. It was surprisingly light.

Detective Collins continued, his tone reassuring. “We’ll be monitoring everything from a safe distance. Once we get the signal, we’ll move in and apprehend him. You won’t be alone, Evie.” This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

All at once, my phone vibrated with a new message notification. I pulled it out with trembling hands and read the words on the screen.

It was from Bruce.

The message was short and ominous: “I’m heading to the hotel. You’d better show

up.”

My heart pounded in my chest as I quickly relayed the message to Aria through our prearranged signal. She gave me a reassuring nod and motioned for me to step outside.

The recording device wrapped around my thigh felt like an anchor, a tangible reminder of the mission we were embarking on. I took a deep breath, willing myself to stay calm, and pushed open

the cafe door.

The hotel loomed in the distance, its grand facade illuminated by a soft, inviting glow. My steps felt heavy as I approached the entrance, my heart racing with every stride. I knew the risks involved, the danger of confronting Bruce head–on, but I couldn’t turn back now.

As I reached the hotel’s entrance, I couldn’t help but glance back at Aria and the detectives, who were keeping a discreet distance. Aria’s eyes met mine, and she gave me an encouraging smile, mouthing the words, “Go time.”

With a final deep breath, I pushed open the hotel’s glass door and stepped into the opulent lobby. The chandeliers overhead cast a warm, golden hue, and the hushed conversations of guests added to the ambiance of luxury and sophistication.

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I knew the room number from Bruce’s message, and my heart raced as I made my way to the elevator. Every click of my heels on the marble floor felt like an

eternity.

As I entered the elevator and pressed the button for the designated floor, I couldn’t shake the sense of dread that settled over me. The recording device on my thigh seemed to weigh a ton, a constant

reminder of the precarious situation I was in.

When the elevator doors opened, I stepped out onto the plush carpeted hallway, my heart pounding in my chest. I made my way to the door of the designated

room and hesitated for a moment, my hand

trembling as I reached for the doorknob,

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