บททั้งหมดของ Undercover Reunion: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

This program has performed an illegal operation and will be shut down. If the problem persists, contact the program vendor."Dammit, not again."Melanie cursed at the annoying error message on the computer monitor which cut off her instant message in mid-sentence. She clicked the re-set button then went to the kitchen to get a cup of coffee while she waited for the system to re-boot.One of these days, I'll have to connect to DSL, she thought as the annoying buzzing of the dial-up connection permeated the room. She had been in the middle of a friendly argument with her best friend about their upcoming high school reunion, and Katie's insistence that she attend was starting to wear down her resolve to keep her attendance a secret. When the computer error occurred, she was almost relieved. Melanie didn't want to let Katie know that she had already made up her mind and she wanted her friend to be surprised.When Katie first began talking about their reunion

Chapter Three1967  On a typically frigid February morning, thirteen- year-old Melanie Tyler exited the warmth of the heated school bus and rushed through the heavy insulated glass doorway which led into the Junior High section of Abbeyville Public School. She headed to her locker and met her best friend, who was brushing snow from her coat."Katie, what happened?" She asked."Eric and Chuck threw snowballs at me again. That's the third time this week. They nearly broke my glasses and my mom can't afford to buy another pair." Katie was close to tears.Melanie helped her friend clean off the remaining snow before removing her own coat and boots. As she opened her locker, a flurry of red paper hearts flew onto the floor, each one with the same stick-figure picture of a girl with huge frizzy hair and exaggerated breasts. Happy Valentine's Day, loser, was scrawled over the face. Melanie angrily crumpled them before tossing th

As her former classmates began leaving the cocktail party, they each made a stop at the entrance to tell Katie what a great time they had, and how much they were looking forward to the banquet on Saturday. Katie thanked them for attending, then quickly gathered the registration papers and called James to let him know she was going to be home late. When the call went to voice mail again, Katie started to feel an unfamiliar worry knot begin to grow in her stomach. There were many times the legislature would work late, but James always found a way to let her know what time he'd be coming home. If she didn't know any better, she might have suspected he was with another woman.Katie met Melanie at the elevator and they entered together, but just before the doors closed completely, a man's hand triggered them to reopen. The hand was connected to the body of Wyatt, and his other hand was connected to the waist of the cocktail waitress who had been serving at the party."Hi gi

Wyatt remained on the bench until he could no longer see Melanie's silhouette. Part of him wanted to follow her, but a much larger part needed to make a phone call and he couldn't take the risk of any distractions, not when there was so much at stake.Wyatt looked around to make sure he was alone. Satisfied that there wasn't another ear in range, he took his cell from his jacket and flipped open the cover. He paused for a moment to clear his mind from the faint scent of Melanie's perfume, then he pressed the key pad. His head cleared the moment the call connected. Wyatt felt the muscles in his face, which had been so relaxed moments ago, tighten with the seriousness of a man who was not about to let something as trivial as a former fling interfere with his plans."Chuck. You'd better have good news for me.""Of course, Wyatt. I came right to work after the party and found a small glitch. I don't know why it happened."Chuck tone was more than a little app

Wyatt's photo showed a man with a very warm smile but whose eyes were devoid of any emotion. Melanie noticed that his hair was cut far too short, making his ears appear to stick out and his head awkwardly disproportionate from the rest of his body."Yup, that's Wyatt all right. No one has a bigger head," Melanie giggled."Wyatt was always trying to live up to his brother's success and always falling short. He’s spent most of his life trying to get out from under that "Silver Boy" label I gave him in high school," Stuart explained. "It seemed that everything his brother Jack touched turned to gold, while everything Wyatt put his slimy fingers on turned to ashes.""And he never took responsibility for his failures as I recall," Melanie said. "Wyatt always had some rational excuse for his shortcomings and they were always someone else's fault. Even while playing high school sports. If he missed a basket, he'd say the floor was too slippery. Miss a forward pas