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chapter 2

Author: Chloe
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-09 22:00:42

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It had been a quiet few days , I sat on my balcony , holding a cigarette between my fingers watching people walk down the street with their children.

I wished my childhood was like that , my hair up in a messy bun as I sat in my underwear , the cold tiles against my bum.

**Ring Ring**

I could hear my phone from my bedroom , I rarely get phone calls, I wonder who it could be , my heart racing through my chest.

I made my way toward my room , picked up my phone and heaved a sigh.

"private number" I muttered

I knew who was on the line.

my finger swiping to the green icon

"hello?" my voice echoed through the empty room , which suddenly felt emptier

"hello Hailey ," the raspy voice at the end of the line said , I could make out a bit of an accent in it. "the boss requests an audience, if you would be kind to meet us outside"

A chill ran down my spine, outside? , what does he mean outside? , am I in trouble? .

Thousands of scenerios raced through my mind.

"don't keep us out too long" *call ends*

My stomach churned as I reached for my trousers, hastily putting them on , I walked my way downstairs towards the door , I could make out a shadow of someone through the light that looked blocked under my door frame .

A lump formed in my throat as I twisted the door knob slightly revealing three men in black coats.

I quickly forced a smile and they let them selves in, one of the men taking a seat on my couch and the other two took rest behind it.

" hello miss Carter " the guy on the couch called out , I recognized the Australian accent and raspy voice from the phone call earlier, through his glasses I could make out a scar on his left eyebrow.

forcing a smile in response, he continued, " I know you usually get a couple months off , but the boss requests something else" . he licked his cracked lips , signalling the other to pull out a bunch of envelopes from a bag .

placing them on my table I could make out several pictures of a man , seemingly unaware .

"this is Tristan Agress, the CEO of one of the largest tech companies in the country." the man said simultaneously picking up a photo and waving it in my face.

" now Tristan here has something big planned for next year , he has a revolutionary idea of some shit.... he stopped to lick his lips again. which made my hairs stand at the back of my neck.

"Now your job is simple Carter , you're gonna work your magic and get us the blue prints to this big idea " his hands stretched forward to meet mine.

he was handing me the pictures.

I reached for it , glancing at the photos of this man, he was alright.

" I'm gonna entertain your little questions for a few minutes"

" how am I supposed to carry out this job?, and do I have a time frame? " I asked seemingly looking for a good answer or a bargain outlet.

" good question....the man took out his glasses and placed them on the table looking directly at my eyes , his gaze made my stomach churn . " take a much time as you like love, whatever you do just make sure this big project gets stolen before he releases it " .

".........might I ask what this big idea is..... and why does he need it ?" I managed to ask.

Staring at me for a few seconds , the man adjusted himself forward expressionlessly

"you shouldn't be sticking your nose where it don't belong love,.....all I know is someone big is paying the boss for this job , now be a good gal and make it work , be thank full it wasn't your organs he wanted hahaha" he rasped , picking up his glasses from the table he stood up to leave .

standing up as well he gave me a wink and proceeded to walk out the door , breathing a sigh of relief as I closed it . I looked down to realize he stuck his foot through .

He leaned In through the gap and said " now everything you'll need is in the envelope, no more questions"

I nodded in response, heaving a deeper sigh as he left.

watching them drive away I made my way to the table containing the envelopes , opening them one after the other.

"Tristan Agress....age 27....6,5......" I muttered glancing through his portfolio.

the other envelopes consisted of a flash drive , phone and check of 3 million dollars.

"dang , least I don't have to worry about expenses" I thought.

I quickly took a shower and proceeded to make dinner......

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My alarm rung at 5am , waking me up , I groggily went to the bathroom to take a shower , the cold water running down my back jolted me awake.

staring at my naked self in the mirror I thought of all the luxurious things I would buy once I got paid from this....it might even pay off my dept for good........

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