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Chapter Forty Four
After failing to find any aspirins in the first aid kit, she decided to head over to the pharmaceutical down the block. She had successfully cut all ties with Robert Johnson and that is with Sam included. But after he had gone, she was left wishing she could turn the hands of time and take back everything she had said. All that wishful thinking didn't do her any good, punishing her with the sharp ache she felt in her head every now and then. Before going into the pharmaceutical, she took a first stop into the grocery retail outlet where she grabbed a shit load of caffeine, chewy gums and a couple of bags of potato chips. One would think she was planning to stay awake all night to read for an exam or or a work related project. Meanwhile, Theresa was actually planning to stay up all night just because she didn't want to have to go through that frigging moment today. She had even downloaded about five films to occupy her thoughts.
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Concluding that the prickly feeling of being followed was nothing but paranoia, she decided to see a therapist as things seemed to be getting out of control. For the past couple of days, that feeling has been growing like goosebumps on her skin, coupled with the fact that she had been using drugs to stay awake and sometimes drugs to induce sleep. She didn't want all of these to become a habit which is why she was sitting on the sofa of the well furnished office. "Didn't think I would see you again after your last exit, Ms. Gray," the man smiled bringing out a notebook and a pen which he hooked to it. "Didn't think I'd see me here again as well. But I'm losing my mind and maybe this," she motioned to the setting. "This is my last resolve." He shook his head in understanding. "This could only work if you're cooperative. Otherwise, we'll both be wasting our t
Wrenched Chapter Forty Six
The sound of his phone ringing snapped him out of his train of thoughts. He was going to switch off the phone in annoyance but when he saw the I.D, he dragged the green button and placed it on his ear. “Hello?” he finally broke the thirty minute serenity in his office. “Mr. Johnson,” his private investigator said. “I’ve concluded my probe on Simon Tunes.” So soon? The man did say this investigation was going to take quite a while. And although eight days was quite a while, he’d expected a couple of weeks and a few more days. “Okay, go on?” he leaned into his desk. “This isn’t something I can explain over the phone Mr. Johnson. I suggest we meet at the café close to your agency,” he replied in a rather commanding tone which made Robert tsk but agreed anyway. Soon enough, he was in front of the café to see Brumes sitting outside with a brown envelope in hand and the mediu
Wrenched Chapter Forty Seven
Chapter Forty SixTwo days later, Theresa was still thinking on everything that happened two nights ago. Simon Tunes really took her by surprise and threw her over the edge. She couldn't come to the only apparent decision, which was heeding to every damn thing he said. She also couldn't risk playing smart with him right now. She was absolutely convicted he would find out and Sam's life was not going to be bait for that little experiment. And the promise to disappear and never show up in her life again? She found it incredibly stupid that she trusted those words, but something about him made her believe Simon Tunes always kept to his words – always. So, he wasn't bluffing.She stood up from the couch which she had been seating in for the last hour and half and began pacing the length of the living room, still in deep thoughts. How was she going to come up with ten thousand in fourteen days?The toaster dinged and the bread popped out. That pulled her out of train
Wrenched Chapter Forty Eight
She brought out the black burnt pie from the oven, using her hands to wave off the smoke which had filled the entire place. How did she forget she had a pie baking at 250°? Most importantly, why did she attempt to bake the god damn thing? The only three times Theresa has tried baking, failed. Two came out burnt and the third one was also nothing to write home about. Asides having in common with these times, bad and it failed results, whenever she decided to do that, means she was bothered and worried. Like now. Following Sam's total ignorance, which she deserves, she had been thinking of what to do next which was somewhere along the line of alert the police or tell Simon there was no way she could come up with the money. Somehow, the thought that she could bargain this snuck into her head and it put her to ease. Someone has got to remind her about Simon Tunes.
Wrenched Chapter Forty Nine
The plan was to get back to work and after a few days, request for a five month advance payment for a lie she was going to think over later on. Although, what she might receive wouldn't be half of five thousand dollars. She had done a little bit of calculation and found a way to top it up so it could be half that amount at least. Then there was the other plan which was to convince Simon Tunes she was working for the money while thinking of a way to evade all of this without anyone getting hurt. So far, it hadn't come anything close to rational or smart. She didn't want to test him by going against everything he said. It will only end one way; Sam dying. And he was just too much to risk. For the first time in a long while, she felt absolutely fulfilled with her appearance. Thank goodness, she had been able to get some sleep in the past few days. It seemed like the nightmares had stopped since Simon Tunes’ unannounced visi
Wrenched Chapter Fifty
Following Sam and Theresa's duologue, things between them took another step and elevated to super awkward. Although it has been pretty much quiet between the both of them as they had barely had a conversation unrelated to work in the past couple of days. One thing she knew he was so damn good at, was knowing how to pretend she was non existent. He'd done it before and now, he is doing it again, only that this time, it hurt her more than she could explain.She reminisced over everything he said to her and came to realization that he was right. Maybe it was a little self centered to push him away with the expectation that he would come crawling back to her. She had thought about how things could go back to normal between them. Not just between the both of them, in her life as well. After everything, she had thought normal was far from attainable, but recalling her mother's words to her everytime she had a setback, 'what doesn't kill you makes you stronger,' she decided to channel a
Wrenched Chapter Fifty One
It was a new day at the agency, her plan was still in motion, but she had thought about a bargain seeing as it was impossible to come up with that ridiculous amount of money Simon Tunes demanded in such a short time.She was in her office going through some papers when one of her colleagues came knocking in request for her help with a field work as she had a lot on her plate. Harper had been way too sweet in her request, Theresa didn't know when her lips mouthed the words of acceptance despite the fact that she equally had a lot on her plate as well."Oh God, why did I say yes?" She threw her head back in frustration, resting it on the black leather office boss chair, when Harper had left.It wasn't as bad as she thought it would be; coming back to the agency to hear rumours about her having affairs with both Robert and Sam. Well technically, the thing with Sam wasn't an affair of the sort most of them were thinking. It was more of an emotional affair which she
Wrenched Chapter Fifty Two
The street was rather calm compared to it's pretty normal bubbling especially at this hour. Usually, there would be a few buses arriving at the station to meet what might be a hundred people all vying to get a seat or just an accommodation to stand. The rush was always hectic. Then, there's the cabs with ridiculous amounts for a distance the buses wouldn't charge nearly half. Theresa had always fancied riding in cabs because of the comfort and serenity. But today, it wasn't so. Unlike usual, the bus station was quite empty — as in half or quarter of the hundred — so there were enough buses to accommodate everyone, including her. After exiting Dan's office, she spent close to half an hour finishing up a couple of things before retiring for the day. She was about the last set of people to leave. It was a only a few minutes after seven when she did.It didn't seem like it was going to rain any soon bu
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