Masuk“Mr Meyer?” He heard his name being called but everything sounded muffled to him. “Calix?” This one sounded like his father.Calix blinked, forcing himself back to the present.“Yes?”“We need details of what happened tonight. Anything you can tell us that'll help catch the person who attacked your mother,” The detective asked and Calix leaned backward, trying to give himself some room to breathe.The person who attacked his mother?What was he supposed to tell them? That that person was none other than the woman he'd started to fall in love with? That he was the one who'd given her the access to his life and his home?What was he supposed to tell them when he himself hadn't started to believe what he'd seen.He glanced back at his mother, injected with drugs and sleeping pills to battle the wild hysteria that had followed the fight.He wondered how much of it she was going to remember when she woke up.His gaze flitted towards his father, perched at his mother's side, fear and exhau
Calix had told her he was at some bar with his friends. She’d checked the tracker app and it had shown his car parked at an unknown location, very far away from the safe house.Why was he here? Why had he lied to her in the first place? Did he suspect something? Suspected her?Ilana assumed her position, her mind still reeling, not able to understand the situation.What was she supposed to do now? She’d already told Helene this job would be done by tonight. Not only that, she’d managed to infiltrate the place. She couldn’t back out now.She patted her chest, searching for something to cover her face. Her tie would have to do as a makeshift mask.But even if he did see her, why did it matter? It’s not like they had to continue the relationship. Once the job was done, she’ll be gone anyways. Why bother keeping her identity hidden?But maybe keeping herself hidden would be a mercy for him. Finding his mother dead would be devastating enough and then finding out that your girlfriend was b
Ilana ditched the rental car she'd booked last night under an alias a few blocks away from Josephine's location.She used her burner phone to call a tow service, providing them with the car's license number and model, ensuring it would be removed from the scene. The fewer signs of her presence, the better - she aimed to leave nothing but a ghostly whisper of her existence behind. She felt as if she'd already walked hundreds of miles by the time she spotted the building. Its sleek grey walls rose up like a fortress, devoid of windows and backdoors, presenting a seemingly impenetrable barrier.The dozen guards stationed around the perimeter only added to the place’s formidable defense. Adam Meyer had clearly spared no expense in ensuring his wife’s safety.Normally, a difficult job like this would have excited Ilana, shooting her up with adrenaline. But right now, all she could think of was Calix and the devastating consequences her actions would have on the man she'd started to care a
“Ilana Denvers. I need to discuss Meyer's job with Helene Fischer,” Ilana said to the automated voice, her heart going crazy in her chest.She was going to keep it professional and she wasn’t going to let Helene know how colossally wrong everything was.Maybe if she didn't think about Vincent's words for long enough, they would lose all their power over her.“Ilana,” Helene said as a greeting.“I've located Josephine Meyer. I want more information before I can proceed.”“You finally managed to bug Calix Meyer's car?” Helene asked and Ilana tried not to read too much about the bite in her voice.Ilana tried to brush it off as typical Helene behavior. There was nothing new about her being a rude bitch and Ilana was so used to it to the point that she mostly toned out little things like that about Helene.But right now, she was hypersensitive to Helene's every other word and every single action."Yes," Ilana replied, her tone neutral.“What's the location?”“Briarwood Lane, just outside
Ilana heard Calix’s car approaching but she didn’t make any effort to move. She hadn’t been able to move ever since she’d come back. Her mind was still reeling from everything Vincent had told her. She had little to no sleep in the last two days and she was sure she was going to shatter in a million little pieces anytime now.It was a miracle she’d managed to drive all the way from the observatory back to Nashville without any accident. Although she did consider veering the car off the road once or twice. It would have made everything so much easier. For her and for everyone around her.She’d told Vincent she was going to call Helene and clear all this mess but she hadn’t been able to muster the courage to do any of it. She was terrified of the answer. Not to mention, she knew what a great liar Helene really was. Her answer wouldn’t really matter. Helene could lie and Ilana wouldn’t even know.She heard him approaching and her heartbeat picked up. She knew what she needed to do now b
“Hi, momma,” Calix whispered softly as he entered the room he knew by now to be his mother’s.The entire house was his mother’s at this point but out of all the dreary, white walled rooms, she had inexplicably chosen this particular room. It wasn't as if it possessed any unique charm or character that set it apart from the others. No, this room was just as bleak and unremarkable as all the rest. But still she had claimed it as her own.Her face lit up with a smile when she saw him approaching.“Oh, hi, darling!” she exclaimed, sitting upright. He rushed towards her and allowed her to pull him in a hug.“How’re you feeling, mom?” he asked as his mother ran her fingers through his hair.“Better. Much better.”She looked better than all the other times Calix had visited her. Her dark hair was brushed back in a neat bun and even the streaks of grey didn’t seem too prominent. Her cheeks looked fuller now and her eyes brighter. Maybe the change in medicines was suiting her.“Where are your







