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The Predator

Author: P.E. Hart
last update publish date: 2026-04-23 22:05:49

"Why do I have to be concerned," Marcos thought. "After years of planning, nothing can stop me. Not even Lina or Freddie."

Most people would have panicked. Most people would have picked up their phone, and made a wrong move, said something they couldn't take back. But Marcos De Luca wasn't most people. And never had been

He planned.

He sat in his car quietly outside the Caldwell building for exactly forty minutes after Lina walked back in, watching. Waiting, the way he always did. His car engin
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  • The Wrong Bed   The Predator

    "Why do I have to be concerned," Marcos thought. "After years of planning, nothing can stop me. Not even Lina or Freddie."Most people would have panicked. Most people would have picked up their phone, and made a wrong move, said something they couldn't take back. But Marcos De Luca wasn't most people. And never had beenHe planned.He sat in his car quietly outside the Caldwell building for exactly forty minutes after Lina walked back in, watching. Waiting, the way he always did. His car engine off. His hands sat easy on the steering wheel. Eyes fixed on those lobby doors. He had learned a long time ago that watching and waiting is how you have to win at times.Three years ago Freddie Caldwell had looked him dead in the eye, shook his hand like a brother, and then taken everything he had built and swallowed it whole. No apology. No acknowledgement. Nothing. Marcos had been twenty nine. Hungry. Trusting.He had never made that mistake again.Patience. That was the lesson.Good things

  • The Wrong Bed   The Silence

    He didn't say anything.That was the worst part.Lina had prepared for anger. For questions. For the controlled fury she had seen in him once before, the kind that made the air in a room feel thinner. She had prepared for all of it.She had not prepared for this.Freddie looked at her for exactly three seconds after she said "yes".Then he turned around.And he walked back gently and slowly into his office.The door didn't make a noise. It didn't even close hard. It made a very silent click she had ever heard in her life. Like a period at the end of a sentence. Like a full stop on everything she had been hoping to say.Lina stood in front of the elevator.Her hands were still shaking."Say something", she told herself. "Go after him. You came all this way just for this. You ran through the city. You walked past Marcos. You stepped into this elevator knowing what you were going to have to do."So do it now."She slowly walked to his office door.She knocked once.Nothing.She knocked a

  • The Wrong Bed   The Meeting

    "Come alone," Karthy had said. "Or this gets messy for everyone." Lina came alone. The bar was in Midtown. Dim lighting. Jazz low in the background. The kind of place where people came to say things they could not say anywhere else. She spotted her immediately. She was already watching the door. Karthy was not what she expected. Late thirties. Sharp suit. The kind of face that was Pretty in a calculated way, like she had practiced it. She stood when she approached. Pulled out the chair across from her. "Ms. Vasquez." Smooth. Like warm oil. "Thank you for coming." "You didn't give me a choice," she said. She sat. She did not take off her coat. "There's always a choice." "Start talking." She smiled. Ordered two drinks without asking her. She let it go. "How much do you know about the night before your wedding?" she said. "Enough." "Do you know that Marcos had been planning it for weeks?" She went still. "What did you just say?"Karthy leaned forward. Her voice dropped. "M

  • The Wrong Bed   The Man In The Room

    "You look different," Freddie said.It was Thursday. Nine o'clock. She was on time.They were standing by the floor-to-ceiling window of his office before the rest of the team arrived. She had made the mistake of accepting coffee from his assistant, which had turned into standing here, close enough to smell his aftershave.Bad decision. She was full of bad decisions lately."Different how?" she said.He looked at her for a moment. Then looked away. "Never mind.""No. Different how, Freddie.""You look tired."She almost laughed. "Thank you.""I didn't say it as an insult.""I know."Silence. The city moved below them. Tiny cars. Tiny people with tiny uncomplicated lives."Are you sleeping?" he asked."I sleep fine.""You have circles under your eyes.""Freddie." She turned to face him. "This isn't appropriate. You're the client.""You're right." He stepped back. Put professional distance between them like a wall. "The team's arriving. Shall we?"The morning passed in controlled tensio

  • The Wrong Bed   The Office

    "Absolutely not," Lina said."The contract is already signed." Her boss, Dana, pushed the folder across the desk without looking up. "It's a six-week consulting project. You're the best I have for restructuring work. It's not a conversation.""Dana. Who is the client?"Dana looked up then. And the expression on her face was the very specific expression of someone who is aware they are delivering bad news."Caldwell Holdings."Lina's hand was on the folder.She did not pick it up."No," she said."Lina—""Caldwell Holdings is Freddie Caldwell's company.""I'm aware.""The man I left at the altar nine weeks ago.""Also aware.""You want me to walk into that building.""I want you to do your job," Dana said. "He requested our firm specifically. He requested you specifically."That landed differently."He requested me.""By name."Lina picked up the folder. Opened it. His company letterhead. His signature at the bottom of the contract page. Clean, sharp, the way he did everything.She tho

  • The Wrong Bed   Two Lines

    "Put it down," Priya said. "Stop looking at it. It's not going to change."Lina was still holding the test."Lina." Priya took it out of her hand and set it on the bathroom counter face-down. "Look at me."She looked."Tell me it's Freddie's," Priya said.Lina said nothing."Oh God." Priya sat down on the edge of the tub. "Tell me you didn't.""I don't know what I did." Lina pressed her hands flat on the counter. "I don't remember most of that night. I just woke up and he was—" She stopped. "I woke up and it was Marcos.""Marcos." Priya repeated his name like it was something she had found on the bottom of her shoe. "Freddie's Marcos.""The same."Priya stood up. Sat back down. Stood up again. "Does he know?""No.""Are you going to tell him?""I don't know.""Are you going to tell Freddie?""Absolutely not.""Lina.""What do you want me to say, Priya? What is the right answer here? I left Freddie at the altar and then I possibly slept with his best friend and now I'm—" She turned aro

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