The last thing Andrew expects to see when he opens his eyes is him shirtless with a bandaged side and a strange woman about to inject him with whatever is in her syringe, but that’s exactly what he finds.Injection, it suddenly springs up in his mind and he reflexively kicks the woman in the stomach, winding her and she goes down on a knee; he proceeding to pin her hands behind her back as he assumes a very strong chokehold.“Who are you?!” he screams into her ear. “What have you done to Mia?!”Just then, Mia walks in on the event. “Andrew, let her go!” she shouts, unceremoniously dropping the grocery bags in her hands and running towards them.Though Andrew hears her shout, he doesn’t respond. As it turns out, the adrenaline coursing through his body has taken charge and he isn’t quite fully oriented yet. The woman in his hold begins to wheeze with her lips turning blue and face red- she&rsqu

Manhattan, New York City.“Are you ready for this?” Andrew asks as he helps Mia out of the limousine they rented specifically for the party, courtesy of their good friend, Dr. Paige Houston.“As ready as I’ll ever be,” she mutters in response, failing to hide a grimace.Thing is, in Mia’s euphoria of inviting herself to what is most definitely the party of the year, and the immense preparation Paige has gone through to make her fit in as best as possible too, she has totally forgotten about her inability to effectively mix with people; but looking at the crowd of elegant, stock up, and well-dressed people flocking into the Manhattan Science and Technology museum serving as the event centre now, it comes flooding back and she isn’t so sure she can get through the party anymore.Be strong, Mia, she tells herself and tries desperately to get her erratically beating heart under

Robert sighs in content as he sinks into the chair adorning the front of the table of old computers present in the even older control room.Now, he knows that lazing on the job is unacceptable in Alphatech and will definitely get him fired- if not killed- if the big boss himself, Jacob Londermann catches wind of it, but the blonde twenty six-year old man can’t care less about that at the moment. All that matters to him then is that he's comfortable, and that's what he focuses on.Truth is, Robert has never been a party goer to begin with; his childhood days have done a great job of killing that part of him.For starters, he happens to be a very short man with an autism issue that makes communication with others quite a challenge.Secondly, although he won't be quick to admit it, he's actually of the more "weird" character, which may have something to do with his autism to be honest, but no one cares to find out. Autism is different from plain in

Jacob can’t bring himself to believe that a well-organised event such as his launch party can go to hell just like that, but the truth is that it does and he is a witness to it.And it’s all because of that nuisance of a duo that's Mia and Andrew, he thinks, balling his fingers into a fist in anger. He doesn't know how but those two have suddenly become his nemeses; and they've turned everything horrible for him at every turn.To be honest, Jacob will never have been able to predict even in his worst moments that Mia will become so much of a thorn in his side, especially in light of the helpless and vulnerable nature he saw in her on their first encounter. Then she was young, malleable, easy to control for the purposes he wanted of her.Unfortunately, she has grown a little too quickly for him to control, and his lack of foresight at what she can, and have become is the reason why he's now bearing the pain in his heart; her little stunt at t

Thing is, Mia has been able to find out beforehand that Joseph mounted motion sensors in the water. If they get too close to his base, they will run into the sensors perimeter and trigger them. With a little bit of Tekna magic though, Mia has equipped the ship with a software that can easily detect the sensors and thus, avoid them, which it just does. “Ladies first.” Andrew makes an exaggerated gentlemanly posture with a wide grin on his face as he points Mia below deck. “Enough with the drama already, Cameron,” she returns, deliberately brushing against him when she moves. Surprisingly, Mia realises that she sort of enjoyed the contact. In fact, for the past few days, she has been "sort of" enjoying various contacts with Andrew; and has been fostering cases for them too to be honest. Not healthy, Mia, she warns herself. Andrew should be the last person she wants to "enjoy." He's still the same guy that caused you trouble in high