Twenty-Three


    It''s a month since I heard from Sydney. A month since I started despising that maniptive man. A


    month since I experienced something close to a heartbreak. I don''t know if I should call it a


    heartbreak since I can''t say I loved Sydney but my heart was broken. I felt betrayed. I felt used.


    Sometimes I miss him but I have to move on. I epted my baby won''t have the picture perfect


    family for him. Yeah, I''m having a boy. A boy I would call mine.


    Harry''s bedroom door opens and a sleepy Ameliaes out. She looks tired in the morning and I


    try as much not to think why. She''s dressed in short pajama shorts and a matching top written on


    ''NIGHTY NIGHTY''. She looks cute. What makes me wonder is the choker on her neck. Why would


    she sleep with it. It has red rubies on it and a word I can''t read engraved on it. Okay! It looks so


    beautiful though.


    "Morning. Coffee." She mumbles and heads towards the coffee maker.


    "Morning." Iugh and continue cooking pancakes. The morning is the same as others. Pregnancy


    is giving me a stage one case of insomnia. If there stages that is. The baby kicks a lot making me


    stay awake and talk to him. I sleepte and wake up earlier than Harry and Amelia.


    "Any ns today?" Amelia asks. I flip the pancake before turning to her.


    "I''ve watched too many movies so I''m going to start reading novels. I''m heading to the bookstore


    later." Amelia nods at this as she sips her coffee.


    Since I came from the hospital Amelia has tried talking to me saying that I should talk to Sydney. I


    asked her why she sided with him but she''d only say ''maybe there''s more to the story.'' Yeah, right.


    As if that made any sense. They say fool me once shame on you, fool me twice shame on me. Is it?


    "Pancakes." Harry says in a childish voice as hees to the kitchen and hugs me. "I swear I''ll


    marry you." He gives me a sloppy kiss making me cringe.


    "E. HARRY!" I hit his head with the back of my hand. At first I would wonder if Amelia was okay


    when Harry said words and did things that would make his girlfriend jealous but she never seemed


    bothered by it. I even thought she didn''t really like Harry. As a good friend, I asked Harry about it.


    He only said there rtionship was based on trust before anything else. They are so happy


    together.


    An hourter both Amelia and Harry leave for work leaving me alone. I take a shower and wear a


    blue t-shirt dress and white baseball shoes then take a walk to the bookstore. I love walking. It''s


    some sort of stress reliever. People watching andughing at things they do when they think no


    one''s watching.


    I get into the bookstore thirteen minutester and start randomly walking. When I reach the


    business section I see some titles I had seen in Sydney''s office. Maybe I should get them. I need to


    learn more about business anyway. I take two of them and head to the sci-fi section and also take a


    couple. By the time I''m done I feel so exhausted. Maybe I should start reading from here as I rest.


    Ten minutes into the sci-fi, a chair in front of me is scrapped against the floor making me re at the


    suit d man. He seems familiar and has a grin as he sits. Can''t a girl get some alone time here? I


    continue readingpletely ignoring him.


    "Interesting collection." The man says as he eyes my books on the desk. I continue ignoring him.


    Hope he takes a hint. "Hello? Someone there?" Nope. Not answering. "Ms Styles. You there?" I


    tense at this. My eyes immediately snap to him as he startsughing. How does he know my name?


    A stalker maybe? But he doesn''t seem like it. He looks so familiar though.


    "Do I know you?" I raise an eyebrow at him. His hair is so ck and has striking blue eyes.


    He seems to be about twenty eight to thirty years old. His ck suit fits him so well from where I''m


    sitting. Problem is, as I''m looking at his appearance, I''mparing him to some jerk.


    "Who would have thought such a pretty mind would forget an unforgettable face like mine?" He


    points to his face wagging his eyebrows. I roll my eyes. I''m really not in the mood for silly games.


    "If you have nothing to say, I''m not really in the moods for you. Go bother someone else Mr..." He


    doesn''t say his name.


    "Can we talk somewhere else?" He asks in a slightly yful tone but I detect the seriousness in it. I


    notice a brown envelope on the table written on ''CONFIDENTIAL''. I look up back to him.


    "I came to your office once with Sydney. Luke." Everything clicks into ce at once. Luke James. I


    even heard Sydney talk to him once on the phone. Is he here on Sydney''s behalf? Luke seems to


    read the question on my face.


    "We can go to the nearby park and talk. Not many people visit the ce. It''s kinda private." Is this


    man serious? Does he think I will trust him? Sydney''s friend? For all I know Sydney might have sent


    him to me and for all I know, I have nothing to say to him or his friend.


    "I''m going nowhere with you." I say in a calm voice. Maybe it''s time to head home. I stand and start


    picking my books. I head to the counter and pay for them and head out but find Luke already


    waiting for me.


    "This is important Isabe. They are just papers you need to sign." Luke says next to me and helps


    me adjust the bag holding the books. Maybe I shouldn''t have bought big books. They are so heavy.


    "Need some help?" Luke takes out his hand for me to hand over the bag to him. Giving it to him


    means listening to what he has to say. I could just refuse and struggle with this heavy bag or I could


    give this willing person but listen to what he has to say to which I''m so curious about. I let out a sigh.


    I hand him the bag and immediately walk.


    "Sydney''s told me so much about you." I stop in my tracks and face him. "The papers I need to sign.


    That''s what we''re talking about." I grit my teeth. Luke blinks twice because of my hostility but says


    nothing.


    "He broke omertá" Sydney told me that was an offense that wasn''t lightly taken. Has anything


    happened to him? I haven''t heard of him since the show. "So this is about that." I say. I want him to


    rify.


    "Yes. Since you know about us we can''t risk the organization because of it. So you have to sign


    some papers to ensure your confidentiality. From now on your every movement will be tracked. Your


    phone calls, text messages and emails will pass through our tech guys. Under no circumstances will


    you reveal about your knowledge to the government, police, coworkers, friends or even family. If


    any of these rules are to be vited, be sure to see your closest people being tortured to death as


    you wait for your turn."


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