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
Carson's Point of View."Really?You're really going to help?"Morris seemed to beshocked tohearthat.Sometimes he forgot how much his sister wasfond ofhim andlooked out for him even though he tried to act all toughandacted as though he didn't need ithalf of the time."Yes. I am going tohelp.I don't know butI just didn'tbelieve itwhen you saidthatyou had ithandled."Ifrownedthen. "Nobody saidthat.""Your body languagedid.Very loudly.I've not even been in thishouseup to a day andIcould readoff everythingthat washappening.I might not be onehundred percentright, butI wouldn't be too far off." She startedfromMorris to me. I knewwhere she was heading and ifIwasbeinghonest,I didn't
Katy's Point of View.Igently stirred in my bedand stared upatthe ceiling forwhatseemed like forever. I had alot to do today and my stomach grumbled uncomfortably. Ithadto beallthecakeIate yesterday or just the reminderthattwo guests were in the house.Theother one wasunwanted, andtheother one,Ihad astrongfeeling, didn't like me.Sighing,I curled like a worm, hugging mylegswhilelying on the bed still.Evenwhen my alarmstarted going crazy,Ididn'tbudge. I had a lot to dotoday, butIwanted to sleep in.Finally deciding to choose the mission overbeauty sleep,Ikicked my feet off the bedand partedthe curtains, letting sunshine intothespace. Perhaps,that would help me getrid
Kathy's POVJust like in the movies, as Carson and I were hastily making our way to the living room, so were Morris and Adelaide. They both look rustled about something."What just happened?" Morris asked, slightly panting. "A car just screeched out of here, what just happened?" He demanded again."Well, that is exactly what we want to know at the moment, Morris." Carson clipped, making his way to the window. He paused, trying to think of something. Seemed a light bulb went off in his head because he immediately started running upstairs at such speed I knew I wasn't the only one afraid he was going to miss a step and come tumbling down, but he didn't."It can't be that bad, can it?" Adelaide asked Morris, who knowingly ignored her. I would say he didn't hear it, but from the way he pointedly looked at her—no, no he glared at her—I would say he pretty much heard her and decided to ignore her. Okay, so they were having a fight. So what? People fought al
Jackson's POV"Wake up! For crying out loud, wake up, Jack!" I heard Charmaine whisper-scream in my ear. "Wake up before they have us killed." She said and although my neck stung from the pain the dart was meant to cause as an after-effect, those words rose me."What?" I asked, lifting my eyes to look at her. She looked scared. Beautiful. But terrified. Her hair was a glorious mess and her lipstick was smudged from lips to chin. That image wouldn't have troubled me so much if her hands weren't tightly bound behind her with white ropes."You have been sleeping for the last two hours. How were you so comfortable in such a state?"I glared at her light mockery. "I was not comfortable. Besides it's not like I decided to take a nap here, the dart gun did all that by itself.""Yeah, well, we're in a moving vehicle." She announced, trying to twist her wrist out of the grip of the rope."What?" As if to confirm what she'd just said, the vehicle shook causing us both to shake rather painfully.
Jackson's POV"I don't know how you're going to act after I tell you this, but I want to know. It's better that you know." I said, making my way further into the garden. I didn't need to turn to tell that those words scared the heck out of her. I wasn't planning on telling her anything. But the truth was that she needed to know. She needed to know. If I was to be present in my kid's life then she had to know everything. I finally turned as I made my way to the edge of the small rod house that made the garden look more beautiful than it actually was."That's not a way to start a conversation, Jack. You're really scaring me right now. What is the problem?""I have something I need to tell you."She scoffed. "That's not helping. Did you kill someone?""No!""Is someone after you?" She asked, her eyes wide. I shook my head. Well, Verde would be in a matter of days, so... That wasn't exactly an accurate answer but I was about to scare her. I merely came here
Morris's POVI had been sure the door to my bedroom had been closed. I knew because I had even made it up to the worry of locking the door behind me with the golden keys Abel had specially made for me. But as I rounded the stairs, I found the door slightly open. Curious and immediately alert, I pulled my gun up and slowly walked to the door. The closer I got, the clearer the sound of intrusion. If it was one of Verde's goons, I was going to... No, I couldn't afford to shoot that person. Civilians were in the house. Adelaide was in the house. I was supposed to be finding a way to actually make things a bit lighter for her when I tell her about the party, or should I say the suicide mission we would all be walking into, rather than frightening her more.I
Carson's POV "Should I be scared that you asked to speak to me alone?" Katy asked, a bright smile on her face as she settled on my desk, ignoring the empty chair opposite my chair. "Well, you make it sound like the both of us can't have a moment to ourselves without a problem looming about." "Well, if it sounded that way, then I'm very sorry. You just seemed tensed like something was on your mind. And you're kind of making me scared. Is the house bugged or what?" I squinted at her. "Why would the house be bugged?" I asked and she shrugged. "I don't know, I only asked that because it would be better than having a bomb big enough to blow us up in the house. And before you ask why I'm suddenly talking about a bomb, I might remind you that I have been shot at before." "Fair enough," I said, thinking of the best way to say what I wanted to say without sounding selfish. Normally, if worse had come forward, I'd be addressing both she and Charmaine together, but luckily for me, Charmaine
Carson's POVWuty each step that I took to the house, my heart hammered. Verde Michi was in my house! In my house! Verde?! Oh, if only I could just get something that would finally get this man behind bars and leave him there. I could tell from the way Morris kept giving me sideways glance, that he must have been thinking the same thing."What the heck is going on? I have no idea what is going on here and half of me would be really thankful if you just told me.""I'd be lying if I said I knew. He just showed up here. He came in the cheapest car u have ever seen him. If you ask me I would say he's trying to reverse psychology thing because he must be one of the richest thieves alive. I wonder what he's doing with the car he came here with."That is not even the point. He knows where we live, that should bother you more than anything. Somehow, he knows where we are. That means that he's either come in full vengeance for the Mary Potter or t
Katy's POVI raised my head from the cup of coffee I carefully cradled between my hands and found Adelaide watching me closely, her eyes squinted. Her face frowned."What is it?" I asked and Adelaide shrugged."You do know coffee is for drinking right? I don't really know what you think it's for but definitely not for staring." She said, wiping the island. When I didn't say anything, she continued. "Are you going to tell me the reason you're moping holes into the kitchen or not? What's on your mind""What makes you think u have something on my mind? I'm just practicing a new nature called 'quietness', that's not a problem now, is it?""You look worried. What's the problem?" Maybe it was me, but I was a little bit certain the sarcasm had fallen from her voice. When I looked up, I knew for sure that she wasn't being sarcastic."I'm supposed to believe you're being genuinely concerned about me?""Shouldn't I be?" She ask
Carson's POVI had no idea how I was going to break the news to her. But I had to, one way or the order."What's on your mind?" She asked, the minute she walked into the office and closed the door behind her, then turned around to face me. She walked further into the room, her hands were tucked at the back pocket of her jean."What makes you think I have something on my mind?" I asked and she chuckled softly at what I had intended to be a firm tone, hoping it would quicken this up."You're chewing on your own, love." She said. Maybe I had been chewing in my own but for a while all I could think about was the word she had just refered to me as: love. I shook my head, trying not to smile like a teen boy talking cowardly and stupidly to his first crush.I finally smiled a controlled smile. "I chew my pen whenever I'm nervous.""Ooh, I know one more thing about you. Score, go me!" She said with a bright smile, throwing her hands
Morris's POV"So, you're saying we have hundred percent access to the device now?" Carson asked, almost spilling his coffee from excitement. Abel shook his head."I'm saying I managed to crack it a little bit. If the Mary Potter was do easy to get into like that then it wouldn't be as wanted as it is. It's a chip that Verde is making for fellow billionaires like himself to be able to take and hide digital stuff from eyes. In the hands of anyone, it's a completely empty memory card but to me and other tech gurus, it's a chip that contains all the most powerful message ever. From the tiny bugs and errors that I spotted in it, even though it's pretty genius, I'd say it's the very first out if a million more they plan to create. It's a sample and it will break backs. So I think we ought to be smart with what we have." Abel narrated as his fingers came quickly down the keyboards."What do you mean when you say it's going to break backs?" I asked and