Carson's Point Of View.
The door closed behind Morris. He silently watched me.
"What's wrong with you?" He finally broke the silence.
"Nothing's wrong with me. I should be asking you that question."
"What do you mean by that?" He asked, stepping further into the room until he was grasping the chair that was opposite my table.
"You seemed a little bit too cozy with the home keeper and all." I just wanted us to talk like we usually did. Our case was finally heading somewhere after years of burning midnight oil. It was something to celebrate. And, today, thirty was staring me right in the face. That was huge. I did not want us to argue. I felt like arguing, I knew he did too. But I was not going to give in. I refused to do so.
"We were just talking. She called me her friend, don't friends talk?"
"Of course, they do."
Katy's Point of View.When I knocked on the door and spoke my name by request, I didn't expect him to open the door immediately. But he did. He stares at me for a while before going to sit down on his chair.I closed the door behind me. He stared at me. Yes, he did. But it was like he was ignoring me at the same moment. After he had stared at me the way he did last night, I was a bit scared that he was going to be like this."What is it?" I dared to ask. The question seemed to surprise him. Though, thankfully, he answered."Nothing.""You're sure.""Yes, I'm sure. Why do you ask?""You're... Well, you seem angry.""No, I don't.""Yes, you do. You look like I did something wrong. Did I?""Did you what?" He asked again, distracted."Did I do
Morris's Point of View."Hey." I had been standing there for a while and she didn't even know it. It was either she did know or maybe she didn't want to hear. Or perhaps she didn't want us to have any conversation. I was still going to try. How was I even supposed to win her over if we couldn't engage... If I couldn't engage her.She turned around slowly, and then flashed me that smile of hers that drove me nuts. It always made me want to run to Tiffany & Co. to buy a ring just for her finger. "Morris, hi."She continuously stirred batter, her smile intact. "How are you?" She asked. There was a lot I wanted to tell her. A lot I wanted to confess to her. A lot I wanted her to know, as heavy as there were. But I couldn't. For crying out loud, I know how crazy it seemed to me when girls tell how in love they were with me. Now, I felt just a little bit of what they must have known trying to make me under
Katy's Point of View."You keep saying it like you mean it, " he said. He was entirely too close. I liked it, but he didn't need to know that, and I didn't want him to know.No matter how hard I fought, I found myself leaning in. And just when I thought this would be it, when I thought he would finally touch my lips with his, he backed out, smirking. He stared at me for a while, waiting for my reaction. I shrugged from his touch and made my way to the coffee table and then back at the door again. And then back at the coffee table again."Are you okay?""I'm fine. Thank you." He sure as well knew that I wasn't, so why was he asking? Urgh!"You're pacing.""Your point?""Are you going to tell me what it is or what?" He said it with such a straight face that made me pause and stare at him. He... He was actually making
Katy's Point of View.Jackson? Really?Of all thebackup theycouldsend, it wasJackson. We couldn't even agreeon apen to useat the office, itwas heretheythought we wouldbothsucceed? Ifelt like screaming, preferably atMrs Smith's face. Lether feela little bit of this heat.She had promised me thiswouldn'thappen.Shepromised, on herpart,that thisjobwould beglitch-free. Now, hereI was.Standing nottoo farfromJackson'sannoyinglysmug face. If we got caught, theboth of us wasgoing to bethrown intothedepthsofthe ocean. Everythingwas going to getscraped,everythingthat mightproofthat we workedhere. Likefishes.Onlythetestimoniesof
Katy's Point of View."You'regoingto be okay.Youwon't die becauseI'mhere." He spokeinhush buthismouthwasn't moving. I shook myhead. He hadalready gottennothing but bad reactions from me today,Irefusedto besubjecttoitoverandover again."Stopstaring at me or youmightmake peoplestartto stare.We have hadenough drama today, you and me.""I agree, youwere the one whowanted itthat way.""Ifyou had notcome here, therewouldhave beenno reason for me to be dramatic. Look, Jackson, not tonight.Ifearedthiswouldhappen.Ifearedthatthebothofuswouldleavethemission andletourpersonaldifferencesgetthe 
Katy's Point of View.WhenI pulled back,Iknew he was going to besurprised. He wassurprised, but notdispleased. He smiled slowly and gave me one last chaste kiss before hefinally closedthe door behind him. Good call. Seriously,angryand jealousAdelaide,I knewI didn't want to face as much asIdidn't want to faceCarson. Myheartwas stillbeating fast butnot fromthe scare. Who knew kisses could makeyoulightheaded?"I didn't reallyexpect you to bein here." Hesearchedmy eyesandIbegantosearchmyheadfrantically.Think,Kate! Think!I blurtedthe first thingthatcame to my mind. "Um... Well,I was lookingfor you. I didn't like the way we leftthings this morning.AndIcan't help but feeltha
Katy'sPoint of View.Everyone wasseatedatthe dining table andeven though tomorrowwas going to be hard on us becausethere wouldbetons ofthings toclean up,the cake we hadin front of us wasa very wildcomfort.Ileaned close to Adelaide who was sittingbeside me, "Is itcrazy or too forward of me to ask you forthe ingredientof this?"Shelaughed,shaking herhead. "Ofcourse, not. Ilearned it from someone elseright? Whycan'tsomeone else learn from me?""Thanks." I smiled back. Then Carson cleared his throat andthe conversation held still. He wastheboss afterall. I had insisted we sit far from eachother. It wouldn't besogood of an idea to have him sitting closeto me. I didn't wantJackson getting an idea andI'm sure he felt the
Carson's Point of View.The minute we stepped in,I already knewwhat everyone was going to say. I knew them too well notto know. Fromeverything, the way Morriskept a calm smile was surprising,beingthatCharmaine was inthe room.Hecarefullyclosedthe doorbehind him, immediatelyhecame in after her. When it was obvious that we weren'tbeingheard, he finally let out. "Dangit!What are you doing,Carson?You didn't tell me you weregoing to get herinvolved. Nowshe's here.We had a ball tonight,forall wecare, freaks have sentoutassassins to kill mysister?What then?Whatdo you plan to do then?"Offended and trying not tomatch hisstone, to showhimtherespect,Islowlyspoke."We willcross that bridgewhe
Charmaine's POV"How are we going to do that without dying? I don't know if you have realized this yet, but we are in a plane.""Jet.""Same thing! They both hover in the sky and falling from both of them could give us both broken spines.""I know you're scared, my love—" he began. Oh, he'd called me his love! I would have shot up from my chair and done my crazy happy dance had it not been that he was making a crazy suggestion. And even crazier because it honestly sounded like the best we had so far."It's not about being scared, Jack. It's about being careful. I don't want to fall off from the sky.""You're not going to. I'm going to hold on tight to you and protect you fiercely, you have my word.""Then you'll be doing all the work?" I asked and he nodded his head. He looked happy that I had finally gotten him."No! Absolutely not. Jack, we are parents now. We can't go making crazy decisions. We have a daughter to consi
Charmaine's POVI hated the silence that remained after Jessica had long left the room."So that's Jessica?" Jackson said, stealing a glance at me."Please, do not try to make light of this. For all I care my child is in danger. I obviously trusted the wrong person. I don't know why these things keep happening to me.""What things?" He asked, oblivious.I sighed. "I keep trusting the wrong people. Whenever I meet someone and think that that person is going to be my village, it turns out they're not. Kinda makes me wonder if there's a point to this. All of this. I just... I just don't know anymore.""So Jessica is not the only wrong person you confided in that turned out to be wrong for you?""No," I said, passing him a pointed look. Hopefully, he would get it. He would see that he was one of the people that I thought was going to be it that was not it. And hopefully, he would finally leave me alone to my own thoughts.He chuckl
Kathy's POV"Did you hear that?" I asked, already swinging my feet to the other side of the garden chair. Carson's hand clamped over mine."What are you doing?" He whispered, then reached behind his pocket and pulled out something that looked like a pen. He snapped the green button and then a very sharp blade came out."Wait, all this while, that was in your pocket?" I asked and he shrugged."Stay here. I'll go check what's happening, if you hear any weird sound, run. Do not even look back.""Are you kidding me?""Do I sound like a comedian?""You know that I'm an agent, right? You can't just tell me to stay back and watch around like nothing's happening.""I'm not telling you to watch. I'm telling you to run. Run! And hit the red button on the way to the hallway. It'll send an alarm signal to everyone's room.""Or we could just go out there together. It'll be safer and quicker that way.""You've got to be kidding
Kathy's POV"What are you still doing up?" I heard him say behind me, making me jump. It was in the middle of the night and I just couldn't get a shut eye no matter how hard I closed my eyes and no matter how soft Annabel's pillows were, the sleep just wouldn't come. So I decided perhaps it was better if I went to the garden and rested there.I slowly turned around, fighting the urge to smile at him, perhaps that would make him forgive me. Wait a minute! Forgive me? For what? I didn't think there was anything I needed forgiving for, dangit! I flinched at the headache that was coming on at the internal scolding. I heard him come a little bit closer, his feet crushing gravel."Are you okay?" I heard him ask. The concern was eminent. It was the first words he'd said to me since our discussion earlier. My heart jumped and I tried my best to calm it down."I'm fine. I just have a little headache." I said with a wary smile.He shrugged. "Sorry. But you know that it's bound to go away if you
Carson's POV"What are you waiting for? They're obviously done talking." Annabel said, her eyes dulled. When she had barged into my office a few minutes ago demanding that I hear what she had to say I sincerely missed the time she was nothing but an employer who received orders from me. Now? Now, she was a partner in the recovery of my sister which was the reason I'd grudgingly decided to hear what she had to say rather than match her out of my office and shut the door on her face like I had been tempted to do.I studied her for a while. She looked awfully calm. And if she was calm after hearing everything that Morris and Katherine had said about her, why would I let it rile me up? "You look awfully calm, Miss...?""Miss? Please, call me Annabel. And why wouldn't I be calm?""You heard what Morris said, didn't you?"She shrugged, carefully keeping her eyes on the rim of the well-carved table. "Yes. I heard what he said, and I don't see any reason w
Kathy PovFor the first time since Carson found the truth out, I could finally get a little bit of peace for myself. Just a little. I leaned against the garden chair and closed my eyes very tight, trying so hard to lock everything else away from my mind. I wasn't very successful."Hey." I heard Morris say from behind me. I sighed. Him and I had not had a conversation about what happened and I knew without any doubt that he was here to tell me how much I had disappointed him. I was in no mood to hear it but I knew the sooner it happened for me, the better. I knew it wasn't going to be easy but I had been doing my job for crying out loud. He was undercover. It was a deep cover! How was I supposed to know that he was going to be lovely? How was I supposed to know that he was going to be... Him and that I was going to fall in love. I hated that everyone, safe from Annabel, was mad at me but I was doing my job and I had nothing to feel bad about."Hey," I said back, straightening."You can
Carson's POVOne for Morris. Zero for me. His smooth talk had won me over. Once I had the opportunity to think things through I saw how right he was infact. It was wise to utilize the manpower we had altogether. Even though we'd been in this meeting for a few minutes long, I couldn't bring myself to listen to the nudge my heart kept on punishing me with.It was obvious that she'd been crying. Her eyes were puffy and when she'd spoken her voice was hoarse. The make up she'd reapplied didn't hide her puffy eyes well. Besides they were still red and obviously tears ridden. I made it a point to let her know to change her powder product. It was doing a lousy job in protecting her dignity."You said they left a note?" Annabel asked again, her hands boldly clad to her waist."Yes, I did. They... did. They left a note, that is." I said, trying to keep my face free of emotions. My cook was an agent. My cook was an agent! How did she even learn all those professional pies
Carson's POVThe knock that sounded at the door irritated me even more than I already was. I didn't want to be rude or shout at the person on the other end, but I knew I would. At that certainty doubled if it was Kathy. Kathy... That was her real name. And she was an undercover agent. She'd been here to take me down. Obviously sent here because of her good looks. And just as they had predicted, I really fell. Oh, I hated this."Are you okay?" Morris asked from behind. I hadn't even realized he'd entered into the room. I nodded, going around my table and making my way to my chair."I'm alright. We have a lot to do though. I suggest we get to it.""You mean about the kidnapping?""Of course, I mean about the kidnapping." I snapped, not caring about anything else. I just wanted this pain to stop. I just wanted this hurting to stop. "What else would be worthy of my time at the moment?""Remember rule number twenty-nine?" Morris said after a stretched silenc
Kathy's POV"My name is not really Josie. It's Kathy. Katherine. And I work for the agency. I'm new at field work and it's what I have always wanted to do. I was lucky to get a chance and I'm the only one with a 3.5 GPA to get an opportunity there, so... I like tea but am forced to drink coffee because coffee is always readily available. I... Cry into the notebook every time I watch it and then I smile in front of the camera. The thing is I am very goofy. And you shouldn't know that because then perhaps you'd start seeing me in that light but it's just the truth." I said, my heart panting. I would have continued. Heck, I wanted to continue. But the look on his face was not encouraging at all. He looked like he was bored. No, no he looked like I was annoying him with my words. I wish he'd heard it from me, but I was not sorry that I had chosen to keep my identity as I had been told firmly by the mother of the one who finally let the cat out of the bag."I have one question