บททั้งหมดของ Undercover: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Thursday, the 5th of May02:13pmTia sat across the most seductive looking man she had ever come across, even with his apron on and his disheveled hair, he still easily took her breath away, but of course she was not going to act to make it so obvious that she found him attractive. No, that would be like her throwing herself at him, and although she did find him to be very attractive, she was not about to think up a scenario of both of them intertwined in a sea of bed sheets and torn clothings, making wild passionate love to each other and unable to just let go of each other.She shut her eyes tightly and shook her head slightly, why would she think that? And now that she had, it was stuck in her head, but the scenario did make sense to her in some kind of way as she could not remember the last time she had had sex with any man, or the last time she had even made out.“Stop it Tia!” She yelled in her sub conscious. “What the hell are you

Friday, the 6th of May.03:40pm.Of all the cases she had had to work on, Tia had never really felt this much tension, and this was not the kind of tension that came from your boss or from your superior to hurry up and close a case, no,this was tension from herself. Some thing about this case made her feel uneasy, maybe it was the fact that it was even more puzzling or maybe it was the fact that DNA samples were popping up ad appearing in the oddest of places. No, it was the oddest of DNA samples popping up in the crime scenes, or… she breathed.“Relax Tia. Aiden said, relax. So relax.”But relaxing was not some thing she could really do right now as it was a kind of luxury she could not afford. She had promised a mother that she would find the killer of her daughter soonest. What ever she must have been thinking when she had made that promise, she did not know, but what she knew now was that she had made that promise and now was not th

Friday, the 6th of May10:12pm.The meeting room was dim with the only source of light coming from a lone yellow bulb handing low from the middle of the ceiling and illuminating the round table. Grand Father Hunt was present and so was Michael and seven other members, all of them being men much older than he was. The agenda for the meeting always changed but what they discussed afterwards was always the same. It had been the same for two years now and Michael was already tired of hearing them bringing up the same thing over and over again.“You had promised to bring Chester this time around but I do not see him grand father.” One man at the far end of the table said.Michael frowned deeply and looked to grand father who sat down calmly and comfortably at the head of the table. All Michael ever wanted was to be the one on that seat with every one looking on at him and giving him just as much respect and fear as they gave grand father. Getting t

Saturday, the 7th of May.12:56pm.Skyline was used to being on the front covers of magazines, newspapers and tabloids, they wanted that and they earned that, but as of recent they had not been on the front covers for business related news, no, rather they had been on the front covers because of the controversy of the heir having returned after years of staying away. This news would not be dying down so easily.Chester sat uncomfortably in the back seat of the car, his arms and legs crossed and his face away from the tinted windows. He frowned in annoyance, once again his grand father had done as he pleased and he was sure that it had been him who had tipped the media that his so called heir would be visiting the company, grand father really did want him to stay back in this company and take over.Taking over the company was not an issue to him, after all it had been his father’s company once, what did not sit well with him was the way grand father

Sunday, the 8th of May01:15pm.The office was not so bad, it was spacious and had an excellent view of the moving city below from the third floor. Chester stood at the centre of the room, taking in the sight and the careful arrangement of everything down to the paper weight on the very polished oak desk. The large sofa chair behind the desk backed the ceiling to floor windows and the amount of light that flooded in through the windows was enough to brighten up the place and it over shadowed the lights from the chandelier. He liked the place, he had to admit that it had been arranged to his taste and liking.He walked around the large desk, there was enough space between the chair and the windows to place another of this desk/ he knew what grand father wanted to do, he wanted to get him used to this kind of life style again so that he would come back but Chester was not ready to become some body’s puppet, working and slaving away to impress his grand fathe