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Her Con Artist ♤Chap : 14
This chapter is in third person perspective; Eric after talking to his friend made his way inside the mart. Feeling bad for making Monica wait, he moved his feet faster. Just the thought of her brought a smile to his face. Smiling in shyness, he moved his hand over his face avoiding being seen by people in this vulnerable state. He went looking around the aisles but wasn't able to find her.Then a sudden thought appeared to him that he should call her and ask her in which aisle she was. Placing the phone on his ear, he looked at the aisle in front of him, it was a juice aisle. Waiting for her to pick his call, he found her favourite juice among other juice's in the aisle. With a smile on his face, he picked it up, thinking to give it to her later. He realized she hadn't picked up her phone yet, confused he dialled her number again. He knew she was not the one to pick up the phone late. The call went on and she didn't pick it up. Sensing
Her Con Artist ♤Chap : 15
Russell took us to the nearest hospital in the town and stopped the car near the entrance of hospital. Opening the door, i get out of the car after gently laying Eric's head on the seat and rush to nearest nurse to ask them for help. The middle-aged nurse saw me running towards her and quickly called the helpers around her, she must have seen blood on me and my tensed expression."Nurse! We need urgent help, a man has been hit by a bullet." I said, grabbing her hand, The helpers quickly grabbed the stretcher and rush it towards where the car was parked roughly. Russell helped them in picking Eric up and putting him on the stretcher. They began pushing the stretcher inside, i followed them quietly, praying to God to save him. The bullet hit the left side of his chest near his heart. My feet were till numb from the shock, taking a seat outside of the operation theater, taking deep breaths trying to fight against the panic attack that was arising now. I closed my eyes and took deep brea
Her Con Artist ♤Chap: 16
The time kept moving on but time for Eric was paused. He sat frozen with confusion in his eyes, looked at me like i was playing games with him. I stood there with in silence, hands balled up into a fists as i see him struggling him to process this new piece of information that i just threw it at him. "Are-are you serious?" He said with shaky voice. Not believing his ears. I nodded my head, his eyes morphed into a pit of fire within seconds. "Did you come after us for some purpose? We took you in, cared for you like one of us and trusted you. And you are telling me your the daughter of that bastard!"He yelled, i knew his outburst was coming. "I have no connection to him. I-""I dont want to listen to your excuses! You were here to keep an eye on us! How stupid of me for trusting you!" He shouted, he threw the small vase beside him onto the floor in anger and hissed in pain. Putting a hand over his wound, he tried getting up from the bed. I rushed towards him to help me, but he pus
Her Con Artist ♤Chap : 17
Scrolling the instagram, i passed my time waiting for Eric. Today we were going to have a meeting or discussion about their last target in which i had a role to play too. I didn't knew about their new location, so Eric had messaged me a while ago to get ready he will be here to pick me up. After changing into cozy clothes, i had enough time on my hands so i decided to reply to my investor's emails. Even after doing that there was no sign of Eric. What's taking him so long? Opening the contact icon, i dialed his number but before it could connect. I heard the house bell ring. Ding dong. Quickly cutting the call, i switched off the lights on my way to the door. Opening the door without looking at the peephole, it was him standing outside scratching his head with a guilty expression.Shaking my head at him, i walked out and locked the door behind me. "What took you so long?" I asked him curiously. "Um i had to buy something on the way it took time there. Sorry for keep you waiting
Her Con Artist ♤Chap: 18
It was weekend so we woke up late, after Eric took a shower and changed into fresh clothes. We took a quick stop at my apartment for me to get changed. After all the hassle, we reached the apartment where everybody waited for us. "Come have breakfast, if you hadn't." Owen said, taking a sip from his coffee."I am hungry." I announced as I walked inside the kitchen and took a seat beside Keith. Keith was kind enough to pass the plate and food towards me. Thanking him, I dug into my food. While I chewed my food, I looked at them to see what got them all gathered around Russell. Eric had passed them the file which contained Talons picture and some stuff related to him. "He was Leon's Assistant Director for about 12 years." Owen read out loud with a stun look. "We got the right man." Russell said, flipping the page to read the next page. "Tell me about his personal stuff if it is mentioned there." I said, in between eating. Russell nodded his head, flipping a few pages he stopped
Her Con Artist ♤Chap ; 19
IN THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW:Ella and Owen were taken by the employees who were supporting them, towards Leon's office. Eric and Russell were also close behind them which were also accompanied by other half of employees. One of the employee knocked the door of Leon's mirrored room. Everyone could see him reading a file on his table. Calling them in, Leon who was cladded in a three piece suit, fixing his tie he approached Ella and Owen. "Please take a seat." Leon said, voice stuffed with kindness that Ella and Owen had to raise their eyebrows up in question that this man has manner after all the barbaric he has done."We are here to interview Sir." Ella started with a bright smile on her face though her heart was burning with hate for him. Leon gave the young interviews a fake smile, he was tired of answering the same questions again and again but he had to keep a good image in front of them so he gave them a smile."How did you come up with your recent product?" Owen asked questi
Her Con Artist ♤ EPILOGUE ♤
After all the chaos was done and dusted. It was finally the time for Eric and his squad to move on. While waiting for Leon's hearing, everybody started to pack their stuff. I didnt had much in there except for a few ball points that i brought on the way to them. Collecting them from around the house, i put them in my bag. Yes you read it right, around the house, i can guarantee you,stationary has legs. You seem to find them in those areas which makes you think how did it get here. Hey before you judge me, i am a self-made person, i didn't had anything given to me on silver spoon. I had to work my ass off to get what i wanted. Anyway, Owen had to move out on the same day because his work was waiting for him. He can't waste a single minute now otherwise his boss who is also his friend, would beat his ass. So we decided to do a little party dinner outside just to spend some quality time with each other before we go our ways. Russell and Eric found a really good open space-restaurant.
Her Con Artist ♤Chap: 1
Just one more and i am done. I thought as my fingers ran over the keyboard, aching badly from typing for a long time. They felt like they are about to fall off. Eyes which were now burning, moving up and down from the bright laptop screen to the keyboard. Pressing Enter, click, the only sound heard in the empty office and i was done with my work. The sound of this specific key made my heart flutter with so happiness that even a boy failed to do so over the years. Boring life. Right?. Sighing, i stretched my arms above my head and yawned with my neck stretched to right. Relaxing the taut muscles. "Are you done?." Quickly moving my arms down, fixing my ridden shirt, i looked up at my colleague who was my friend as well. Dalton who stood in front of my table with a tired look and messed up blonde hair. "Yes, at last." I said, running a hand over my face in tiredness. "Good. Transfer the files to me and let's get going." He said and sat down on a tiny space on my table. Quickly s
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