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Bait and Burn
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The Witness He Owns Bait and Burn
This time, the dress is deep red.Anna lays it out for me without saying anything. I ruminate over that for a second, and I realize there is nothing to say. The dress speaks volumes. I put it on. I walk to the mirror and as I walk, the feel of the fabric on my skin comes with the knowledge that there is a heavy task assigned to it. I get to the mirror and take a long look at myself in this expensive red dress. I cannot even fathom how much this must cost and I, Callie Brooks, is putting it on. It feels even more expensive than the first dress I had called “fancy” for the first event I had attended with Marcus. In the mirror, I see someone dressed up for a show. But not a show where they are the star. One where they are to be conquered. I think, this is armour. That is all it is. At least, that is what it feels like it is for all intents and purposes. A red dress. The red colour chosen to be obvious, to attract attention, to be seen. A silhouette designed to be noticed. I am a walking
The Witness He Owns On Her Own Terms
I get up the following morning having decided on my next line of action.Not to run. Not to fight. Not to enter Marcus's study and table everything I know on his desk and watch him manage it. I am guilty of doing things that way before, his way actually; the situations with my mother, the locked room, and every single time, without fail, he acknowledges it just enough to take the edge off and then goes right back to doing exactly what he was always going to do.No. This time I am going to be smarter.I shower. I dress. I head to the kitchen. I get the pot of coffee started for myself and sit at the island. Anna comes in and I smile as I ask her how she slept. We have a very brief conversation in typical Anna fashion, being a woman of few words, and at the base of it all, behind the ordinary surface of a woman adapting to her circumstances, I am thinking harder than I have ever thought in my life.The thing about being overlooked your whole life is that you get very good at watching. A
The Witness He Owns The Syndicate
We do not talk about the safehouse.We drive back to the penthouse the next morning and Marcus is exactly as he always is; measured, precise, already three steps ahead of whatever he is thinking about.He calls me into the small boardroom to debrief me about the drive.“Thank you.” He says, looking right at me with appreciation in his eyes. “Thank you for being there and being so composed Callie. You being there meant a lot and I want you to know that.”My mouth is dry at the weight I hear in his voice. This man is not used to needing other people.“You’re welcome”. I reply. And I am being absolutely honest. I know what it means for me that he is doing everything in his power to figure this puzzle that has both our lives intertwined right now out and I am also grateful.He goes on to tell me the data is being processed and that we should know more within forty-eight hours.He does not mention watching me sleep.I do not mention it either.But I think about it. More than I should. More
The Witness He Owns The First Break
He tells me the night before.Not as a request. Not as an explanation. He comes to find me in the kitchen where I am eating dinner alone and he stands at the counter and says, "Tomorrow we are going to retrieve the drive. I need you with me.""With you," I say. "As in, outside this apartment.""Yes."I set my fork down. "In what capacity?"He is quiet for a moment. The kind of quiet that means he has already decided something and is simply working out how to present it. "The location is a private event. A dinner. We will need to attend as a couple."My eyes meet his. Simply first. Then intently as I realized he was not joking. "You want me to play your pretend girlfriend?”"Partner," he says. "It only needs to be convincing for approximately two hours.""And there was quite literally no one else for this?""No one else knows what the drive looks like or where it is." He meets my eyes steadily. "You do."I pick my fork back up. "What do I wear?"Something moves across his face. Relief,
The Witness He Owns Cracks in the Armor
By accident.I’m at Marcus Vane’s house for the fourth morning when I get the fresh towels in my bathroom.It is Anna who tells me, not Marcus. She does not mean to.She smiles at me, greets me as she’s dropping off the towels when she asks how my mother is doing an if she is settling well at the new facility. She asks so casually, clearly speaking under the assumption that I already know about the move.I freeze."What new facility?" I ask.Anna’s face changes. Slowly. I see the shift in her expression. The moment she figures it out that she has spilled information that was not hers to share. She recovers fast, She sets the towels down on the end of the bed and runs her hands over them uncomfortably, especially as they do not need it.I look at her square in the eyes, then ask again. “What facility?”The confusion is obvious in her eyes, even her voice when she says "I'm sure Mr. Vane can explain …""Tell me, Anna." It does not come out as a question."A private care facility, Miss B
The Witness He Owns What She Saw
We sit. The air is thick around us with anticipation which in this case, I could not identify of it was of something good or something bad. Either way, we are having this conversation.He sits at the head of the dining table which feels much too official for this conversation. I am not even sure if official is the right word as I sit but I am sure he has a reason for choosing here.It’s a twelve-man dining table and he sits at the head of the table at one end, and I, on the other end. The distance between us feels almost touchable but still somehow too close.He is seated with a legal pad and a pen on the table in front of him, in total control of the atmosphere. Calm. Centered. Not giving any more than he desires to give. This is sort of how I imagine him at meetings. So stoic. Anna is nowhere to be found, having left fresh coffee and disappeared, which I suspect she does a whole lot of, giving who she works for.I decide I am not speaking first. After what I have found, I deserve an
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