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056 QUIET DEFIANT
Jessica pulled the pillow closer for the millionth time since she'd locked herself up. Or rather, it was everyone's wish for her to stay put.*When was the last time I saw outside?*The thought roamed free in her mind, and honestly, it wasn't that much of a disaster.She chewed the cover of her pen, which had gotten flat with the amount of time her teeth made contact with it, as she scribbled on the paper in front of her.She adjusted the rim of her eyeglasses, her concentration on the laptop in front of her. A flash drive she'd stolen from her father's safe when he left to eat breakfast, thinking she was being sober in her room. He'd left his door totally unguarded.Thinking she was reflecting on her mistakes? She scoffed loudly.Let him continue being delusional.Magdalene Torres.Her mother's name.It was buried in the whisks of the earth, never to be found or surfaced again.But not when her daughter was alive.Jessica brought out the faded album she'd kept since she was a kid. Th
055: The signature that ruined them all
The glass wall reflected everything inside the room. The black luminous walls gave the atmosphere a sense of ambience.At the front of the glass wall, showing the most beautiful part of the building, Philip stood with his arms akimbo, a glass of water in his hands.He hadn't taken a sip from it. He just kept rolling it in his hands, observing the city unfold. Cars passing by looked like tiny ants.He folded his hand tightly on the glass, eyes dancing around as the door to his office opened."You came late," he growled, smashing the glass in his hand on the floor.He turned aggressively to the person who walked in, and his eyes widened.He quickly bowed his head. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I didn't know it was you," he begged."Who were you waiting for? Alex?" The last part was a joke. Why did it sound so high-pitched?Philip didn't look up. His head stayed bowed as he folded his hands behind him, not knowing which answer to give."Answer, boy. Are you waiting for someone?" The voice ca
054: THE HOUSE OF ENEMIES
Ryan rolled on the floor. The cold cell had made his whole body feel weak.He looked at the other guy in the cell. They hadn't breathed near each other, much less talked. But Ryan heard he was also charged for theft.He remembered his predicament.The manager.Who was that man? How did he know about his past?Many unanswered questions lingered in his mind. He had thoughts colliding in him.As he wondered how he'd landed into this.Did Miss Thatcher know who she was working with?He used the last strength in him to hold the bars and began to shake them aggressively."I didn't steal the money. Just let me go. I'll tell you the truth.""You think they'll release you if you keep doing this?"He stopped when he heard the other inmate speak."Nobody fucking cares. Stop making noise in my ear!" The inmate was shaking, his fists clenched, eyes blazing, and Ryan felt suffocated instantly.Ryan was taken aback. Why the sudden yell?Then he understood. He'd just been locked up with a psychopath.
053: THE TRAP CLOSES
CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE THE TRAP CLOSES The night air was chilly, coupled with the trees' breeze. Emma reached the exit of Lauren's house and dropped her small bag heavily to the ground with a loud sigh.Her back was against the wide door, the metal sending large chills down her spine.She curled her mouth into a thin line, fingers clutching her clothes tightly till her hands started to ache."Is this... even a good idea? Marrying Logan?" she said to herself as her thoughts rambled.The door twisted.Diane opened the door from behind."You're back," she said lazily. Emma looked back, and if her mother was a fan of using mascara, she would have said she'd used too much.She didn't comment on that, though.Emma brushed past her and walked into the sitting room.Diane turned, her body shaking as she took slow steps inside."Did you cook?" Emma asked, already on her way to the kitchen."I didn't have the strength. Why did you come early?" Diane replied, slumping back onto the seat that had g
052: NO ONE HEARD HIM
Miss Thatcher walked angrily around the manager's office, her back against the door as her legs moved frantically around the room when the door slammed open."Where the heck have you been? Explain where Ryan is," she yelled, thinking it was the manager.She looked back. "There he is..." She rushed to Ryan, her legs stamping the ground like she might break the tiles."You thief..." She yelled as she lunged at him, slapping and kicking him angrily. "Where the heck did you keep my money? Where is it?" she screamed loudly.Ryan didn't move. He didn't even respond to her kicks. He stood there like a statue, rigid as fuck, and let her do her thing.She was pissed. Who wouldn't be?The manager had already fucked him up. He was here because of that stupid man. His body was wrecked, his strength diminishing as he felt his whole bones acting like they could break."Where is my money! You starved goat! Where did you take it?" she screamed as she grabbed his clothes.An effort that tightened his
51: A DEAL MADE ON HER KNEES
Emma rolled up her hair as it fell down into the cup of coffee she was holding again while she navigated to a customer's table."Are you okay? Will you really serve that coffee with your stinky hair falling into it?" A customer who saw her yelled.She stiffened and quickly acted like nothing was happening.Emma looked back to see if Mrs. Cat wasn't watching. Thank goodness, she was attending to someone in the backyard."Are you deaf?" the man yelled, and Emma flinched.She quickly went to the man and served him another coffee. "That's an extra," she whispered, making only the man hear her.He smiled awfully and sipped the new coffee without more words.She left him and started serving more customers.Night shift wasn't easy, but what choice did she have, especially when her mother had been bedridden for two days?Fucking pretender. She should have just said it out loud that she hated serving coffee.Emma balanced the tray in her hand as she moved around."Welcome," she said as the doo
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