Rebecca jumped out of the cab and made a beeline for the entrance to the Silverman Tower. Dozens of reporters were camped outside, waiting for the CEO of Silverman Corp to make an announcement. The main suspect had been apprehended, the evidence was solid, and practically everyone witnessed Jolene Knowles screaming like a madwoman as she was hauled off into the police car.
She had shrieked, “William loves only me! They deserved to die!”
There was no doubt sh
In the darkened interrogation room, a knock came at the door, and an officer came in to hand John a new folder. It was the forensics report on Irana Long. John took his time to read through it and study the photos of a battered-looking Irana. Then, he gently spread the photos in front of Jolene Knowles.“You’ve confessed to killing Diana Walker and Suzanne Lee. It won’t make your sentence lighter by not confessing to this last crime.”
John let out a frustrated groan; there was no answer.Dammit. Where is she?He called Rebecca’s office next — only to find out that she’d gone to the Silverman Tower. A phone call to his colleague stationed at the Silverman Tower confirmed that Rebecca was meeting William Silverman at the penthouse.
“Becca!” John exclaimed in relief when the elevator door slid open. He had been worried sick about her safety. Seeing her standing in front of him in one piece was the best thing that happened to him that day. John grabbed her hands and yanked a confused Rebecca out of the elevator. “John!” Rebecca laughed. “Shouldn’t you be at the station?”
Rebecca came rushing home the next day from work. She had gotten William’s email in reply to her questionnaires and had worked feverishly on the article the whole morning. TNN would be the first to publish an exclusive interview with the enigmatic tycoon, Mr William Silverman himself. Her editor in chief had patted her on the back, something he seldom did and allowed her to leave earlier. She was, after all, going to cover another big story tonight. She would personally dig up the dirt on New York’s senator at the amfAR gala tonight. And boy did she have a lot to find out. The senator had been a renowned businessman wi
It was almost 6 by the time they were done. Rebecca was starving. Jean had ordered Chinese dumplings but Barbara had smacked Rebecca’s hand when she tried to reach for one. “No eating! Not until I am done!” Now, finally, after what Rebecca felt was like an eternity, Barbara was done. The french lady looked pleased as a pie, “There darling, now you are truly a belle femme! Open y
William looked at her, his eyes, dark and smouldering. He had never looked more handsome than he did right now but Rebecca found herself shaking her head. This was appalling. No way was she going to walk around in public with a vibrator.William shifted closer to Rebecca, the light from above highlighting his premature grey streaks. Gently, he cupped her face in his hand and rubbed her lips with his thumb. Rebecca could feel her heart beat faster.
The evening started with an awards presentation by Anna Wintour and Yvonne Force Villareal. William had somehow gotten seats at the same table as the senator and Rebecca wasted no time ambushing the senator with her questions. She was grateful that William did not press the button during the whole time she spoke to the senator. She doubted she would d have been able to talk at all if he did. The senator was obviously uncomfortable having to talk to Rebecca, she did not mince her words. By the time Char
It was past midnight when Rebecca finally awoke. With great difficulty, she opened her eyes. Her body was sore and her mind was still groggy, she rubbed her temples trying to recall where she was. She was covered in an extremely silky soft satin comforter but this was not her blanket, she lifted her head and looked around. This was definitely not her room either, where was she?Then she felt something between her thighs.