50. A Pov Story - Loyalty - Natasha Nice Jason ... May 2026
She smiled. For the first time, it reached her eyes. “Somewhere with no numbers. No families. Just sky.” I drove her to the border myself. A two-lane highway cutting through pines and silence. We didn’t talk much. At the crossing, she handed me an envelope. “For your trouble.”
“Because you earned it. And because now you have the truth, not just my version of it. What you do with it… that’s your loyalty test, Jason. Not mine.” 50. A POV Story - Loyalty - Natasha Nice Jason ...
I had evidence. A flash drive with recordings, dates, photos. Victor was a monster. Natasha was a survivor. But I also had a code: I don’t rat on clients. She had hired me to find her husband. I found him—face-down in a drainage ditch outside of Trenton, three bullets in his chest. She smiled
As for me? I still run the office above the laundromat. The phone still rings. And sometimes, late at night, I think I see a woman with honey-colored hair walking past the window. She never looks back. No families
