Now You See Me The Second Act Novels & Stories

“I want to do it. Stop being paranoid.” The word hit Nancy like a slap. Was she really being paranoid? She stepped back slowly. Shame crept into her chest. “Alright…” she whispered. “If that’s what happened… I am sorry for over reacting." Melissa smiled triumphantly. Just then a mechanical chime cut through the tension. SYSTEM ANNOUNCEMENT: “We are entering the second half of Grey Hayes part two. Players may now switch partners. Two willing participants may exchange units. Failure to select within five minutes will result in random reassignment.”

It’s that room. The first one. The one where everything started. The one where I made that choice. Where I hesitated. Where I chose him. “This again?” Leon mutters. “Not again,” the figure says. “Properly.” The scene sharpens. Clearer. More real. More detailed than before. I can see myself— standing there— frozen— torn. Leon’s past self— unconscious— dying. And the countdown. Ticking. Ticking. Ticking.

Scarlet's POV I started with cleaning the hallways this morning. I didn't want to have any awkward encounters with the Alpha and his friends. I was sure they were still sleeping. It was still very early so most of the pack members were sleeping except for those on patrol. I was done with the first floor, so I navigated my way through the house and started heading to the second floor. As I was about to take the first step, I heard Sharon call me. I froze.

I checked my watch and gathered the papers on the table, “It’s almost time for the next meeting with the attorneys.” “Yes, Robert should have the larger conference room ready for us,” he stood up straight and opened the door waiting for me. As we entered the second conference room, there was coffee, sodas and waters arranged in the center of the table with agendas waiting for everyone. Neil was the first to walk in. “Tessa, how are you adjusting?” he asked and brushed by me closely, grabbing a coffee. “Great, thank you for asking. You are...Neil, right?” “I knew you would remember me,” he said in his cocky manner as he again looked me up and down.

As a result, I was not only on guard, but I was also noticing everything. Like the way the female member of the three-panel court kept looking over at my opponent. The way Mitchell Brown looked back at her, seeming too comfortable and too confident for the situation. The way he gave her the subtlest of nods just before she began firing off rapid-fire questions in my direction. Interestingly, these were all details that I would never have noticed but for my remote appearance. The video –which included separate cameras on each of the participants— made them that much easier to catch.

"I don't know. I'm still in a bad mood with you, so I went straight to my room because I didn't feel like watching their videos." Nathan glanced at Evan briefly before looking back ahead. Evan himself had actually seen the entire video recording. He had deliberately woken up early in the morning and asked Nathan to show him the video, because he wanted to see the video with Nina more clearly. Since Brad had already gone undercover as David's bodyguard and was watching over Jennie, Jack and Nathan took over monitoring the hidden camera footage. "It's better if you don't watch it or get involved any further. Just focus on your pregnancy. You don't want to end up like Elena, do you?"

White hairs had appeared at my father's temples at some point, and Alyssa, who had always seemed so distant and composed, had bloodshot eyes. The moment they saw that I was awake, they shot to their feet. They wore expressions I'd never seen before. Something almost ingratiating.

"Probably." I motioned for Jaicz to start, and she nodded at me. Rolling In The Deep There's a fire starting in my heart Reaching a fever pitch, it's bringing me out of the dark Finally, I can see you crystal clear I looked at a man in the corner who’s very familiar to me, I also immediately averted my gaze because I had to focus on playing and singing. Go 'head and sell me out and I'll lay your shit bare See how I leave with every piece of you

“Let them see me.” ---

"You too, Mr. Moretti." He holds my gaze. One second. Two. Three. Then he turns and walks away. I close the door and lean against it, trembling. He saw it. I know he saw it. And for the first time in four years, someone actually saw what was happening. The question is: what happens now?