All Chapters of The wrong side of the spotlight : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Amani sat by the window of the coffee shop her fingers curled tightly around a paper cup of coffee that had long since gone cold. Outside the city bustled with life, tall glass buildings, people walking past in a blur, the honk of impatient drivers. Everything still felt so unreal like she was staring through a screen rather than a place she now called home. Home. The word felt strange, far fetched even but good. It felt so good. Three weeks ago she had been unpacking boxes in a cramped apartment she could barely afford. The week following she got lost trying to find the nearest grocery store. And just last week she boarded the wrong train which took her all the way to Montreal. God bless liya who helped her translate her way back home. Like an alarm Amani quickly sent her best friend liya a text letting her know she was in front of the building. She looked up once again at the huge glass building opposite the street one of the many buildings belonging t

The door clicked shut. Amani remained frozen behind the shelving unit. One second. Two. Three. Nothing. No footsteps. No voices. No Clarissa. Slowly, she released the breath she’d been holding. “That was close.” The words barely left her lips, Carefully, she stepped from her hiding place. The room was empty once more. At least, it appeared to be. Amani put on the torch light once more, as she adjusted her glasses on her nose trying to see. Her gaze returned to the drawer. To the folder. To the seal stamped across it. VAUGHN EMPIRE - EXECUTIVE CLEARANCE Curiosity twisted inside her. Just one look, One quick glance, then she would put it back exactly where she found it, no one would ever know. Amani reached for the folder and finally she opened it. The first page revealed a list of names. The second page held financial statements. The third… A photograph slipped loose and drifted to the floor. “Oh no.” She crouched immediately. The photograph s

Chapter 5Amani had spent the last month convincing herself that avoiding them would be easy. It wasn’t. It seemed as though the universe was out to get her, determined to prove her wrong in every way possible.The first week had been peaceful. She buried herself in work at the law firm, taking on every case her supervising attorney tossed her way. Long hours became her refuge, and by the end of each day she was too exhausted to think about a certain award winning actor with an effortless smile or his intimidating friend who always seemed to notice more than he let on. She avoided them like the plague, convinced herself the encounters were over. Then came the charity gala. Amani had been there strictly as legal support for one of the firm’s corporate clients. Her job was simple she rehearsed it in her head, review contracts, smile politely, keep your head low,avoid Avan and his friend. That was the plan.“Amani?” A voice all too familiar called out. She froze, praying desperately it