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Xavier is known as the most heartless, heartbroker person in the city. "Xavier stop talking nonsense. Do you have any gifts planned for Grandpa's birthday?" Stanley asked him "I have made a high-tech watch for Grandpa. On the watch, Grandpa not only sees the time, but it will also act as Grandpa's safety device. If Grandpa ever gets into a dangerous station, this watch will immediately send a red signal to you, Duke, and me. Using that signal we can even talk to Grandpa and in times of danger. Also Grandpa can use this watch as a small weapon. There will be no bullets but thin needles will be poisoned and this poison will make anyone sleep for two days . This watch will act as a bodyguard fo

That was not what caught my attention. I stood up slowly letting go of my fathers hand as my eyes moved down the machines that were checking his vitals. There was a shiny black disc stuck to the side of the main machine it was no larger than a coin. There was a red light blinking on it every three seconds. It was a high-definition camera. I felt like I had been punched in the chest it took my breath away. Julian was not just tracking the Maybach. He was not just relying on Sarah to tell him what was happening. He was there in that room watching us on his screens.

He'd watched her countering with a man that should be in his fifties, and what ever argument they had looked heated. When the man had walked up to her and she had skated away from him, he'd smiled knowing he wouldn't stop watching, even if the man had raped her. He was going to watch it all with his camera, and his demented self would get hard from the sight. He'd continued watching as the man snarled his teeth at her and overpowered her, causing the knife she had held in threat to clatter somewhere on the table.

To be honest, I had seen it so often that it didn't surprise me anymore. Sure enough, Hailey started listing my crimes. "All I did was give him a watch. How dare you threaten him? Apologize to him right now, or I'm going to demote you!" Without waiting for my response, she dialed Jaxon's number and put the call on speaker. I could barely say a word before he started his wounded act. "I'm the one who should apologize, Ms. Miller. I shouldn't have accepted your gift if it was going to make Mr. Chase so mad. I'll return the watch. Please just tell Mr. Chase to stop targeting me at work."

At the start of graduation season, my boyfriend took more than two hundred photos of Madison Vale. Chase Whitman was president of Westbridge University’s photography club. He knew how to find flattering light and how to coax people out of stiff smiles. Madison stood beneath the maples outside the library in a white dress, her graduation cap tucked under one arm. “Am I taking up too much of your time?” she asked. Chase checked the last few shots and smiled. “You make my job easy.” When it was finally my turn, he barely looked at me. “Stand by the tree.” He clicked the shutter twice and lowered the camera. “Done.” I stared at him. “That’s it?” He turned the screen toward me. In one photo my ey

FLASH BACK (Hours before the party) After the shopping with Gracie, I had forgotten my purse in one of her package and so I was heading to her room when I heard a disscussion between two guards "Wow what sort of watch is this?"the first guard asked as he stared at the other watch. "It's not just a watch,it's has a tracking device in it"the one with the watch replied "Really! Where did you get it from?"He asked "Well my girl bought it for me, she is worried about the work I do and so she has bought me a tracker to reach every where I go"he replied "Wish I had a girl friend too who knows she might also get me the tracking watch"the other said and they walked off.

I turn my attention to the monitors knowing they are connected to the house’s security cameras… I watch as the shadows move, hardly visible…These guys are good. With my heart in my mouth, I see Ben and the rest of his team disappear into madame cara’s private residence and off-screen. “Fuck” I forgot this part of the house has no cameras. “Oh God”, I cover my hand with my mouth, now watching Bear on the screen as his team takes out the guards before heading to Alyona’s room, where he tucks her under his arm before leading her out of the house. OH MY GOD, HE DID IT! I look out of the window, letting out a sigh of relief as they appear at the door.

Besides him in the containment cell. “Lightning Storm was defeated,” I ask. Unstoppable nods his head. “Hmm. Too bad. Nevertheless, I got who I needed." Turning back to the hundreds of monitors in front of me, I push a button on my remote control and watch as the monitors turn on, showing me pictures of the OutCasts. "QuickShot," I start, "Ms. Justice. JumpStart. SpeedBlade. Watch out, because it won't be long now, and once I have what I need, I'll be the one standing."

No unnecessary detail. Black tactical straps circled her bare arms. Not decoration. Mobility. The kind of outfit made for drawing a weapon without hesitation. A red warning light flashed across the tactical watch on her wrist. Rows of unstable data rolled over the screen. Depth pressure. Seismic movement. Pulse activity. Something deep underground was moving again. Far below Manhattan. The old thing had started breathing. Vivienne glanced down once. Then shut the display against her wrist and kept walking. Not important right now.