The Proposal

Vicky watched the girls enter the police van as they were taken for interrogation. She smiled with pride as she reminisced about what she had done. She got Tory to speak! O! Goodness! Who would have thought.

“You did good,” Steven said as he joined her where she stood. She smiled with a relieved look.

“I have never done this before,” she confessed, folding her arms. “I was really nervous. I thought I was going to upset them.”

“Luckily you did not,” he said with his eyes focused on the van. “If you had, you would have faced me. You know how that ends, don’t you?”

He was such a mood killer. Was that a nice time to threaten her? Vicky rolled her eyes, ignoring what he said. He didn’t want her response anyway.

“You should have more faith in yourself, Vicky,” he continued. “If you do, you can go really far.”

“I have faith in myself. You needn’t teach me that. It is just difficult to deal with a man like you. I cannot satisfy you no matter what I do. You scare me most of the time,” Vicky