Carson's Point of View.
The only thing that could be heard around the whole table was Charmaine's spoon which kept on hitting the cup. It was consistent and it was annoying. And even if others noticed it, they wouldn't talk. Nobody would. Nobody wanted to make the boss's sister uncomfortable. Surely, they knew making her uncomfortable would make them uncomfortable. Okay, this place was too quiet. And I just couldn't continue like this. Deciding to make things a little too interesting and well... Annoying for Charmaine, I turned to Jackson who had toast just about his lips.
"So, Curt. How are you?" I asked, making Charmaine drop her fork. She immediately picked it up again. I turned to look at Morris, but he too had a
Katy's Point of View.My heartraced asthegunshotscontinued. I pushedAdelaide downthe floor and held her downthere.Johnsonjoined us, crawlingaroundthefloor justastheshatteredaround.Adelaide'sshoutwasclose toinaudible due tothe loud noise."Whatishappening?Whatishappening?Oh,we're going to die!" Shecontinuouslychanted. Her eyes were fillingwith tears, butthere was a determinationabout her face.I tried asmuch asI could to reassure her. "We're not going todie.Just keepquiet,alright?" Iwhispered. Jackson nodded in agreement. She shookherhead.She didn't understand."I cannot. Icannot.They're going to kill us.We'redead." She said again. I knowshewas
Katy's Point of View.Weentered intothe dark place.I couldn't see anything butI knewIwasn't alone.AndIalso knewthattherewas noheaterthere. It was a few seconds in andI was already freezing todeath.Lightilluminatedthe roomagain andIsearched for whoturned the light on.It wasCarson.My eyes foundCharmainewhostood atthe othercorner of the room, her handclutchingtightly to a baseball bat.Sheexhaled,touching herchestwithherfree left hand."Are you okay?"Morris asked."I'm fine.I'malright. You guys didnotcome asquickly aspromised. Iwasscared to deathwith allthegunshots. Isanybody hurt?""No.Not really. I do thinkAdelaide n
Katy'sPoint of View.When weno longerheard anything for a longamount of time,Carson decidedit was probably time to go.Fromthelook onMorris'sface,I knew he wasn't buying that idea."Really?And go dowhat?Announce tothemthatwe're not deadafter all? I don't thinkso. Isay we stay here."Itwas obviousthat hedidn'treally carethat Carsonwas his employer. It washe whoputusall in this danger. Surely, it wasn't onlyJacksonthat was thinkingthat.When wewere all silent, waiting for thenightmare to end. Iwould look and see him looking at hisshoulder. It was probablythe person he had spiedonthatwanted revenge.Perhaps,showing upand shooting the place upwould teach himaboutsom
Katy's Point of View.Charmaine staredat him for awhile, obviously loss for words. When sherealizedthey were not alone andthatAdelaide and Iwerebeingentertained by the mini'Romeo and Juliet's they were putting up, she divertedher gazebackto me.Sheclearedherthroat.Andthen toAdelaide. Jackson wasn'tembarrassed. No, he seemed at ease.Maybehe'd been dying to say that to her andthen hefinally did andhe was at peacewith it."Iguessit's yourturnagain,Adelaide." Shesaid, her voice was squeaky. I smiled. Fromthe wayshe wasbehaving, it was obviousthat he was notalone in how hefelt."Um... Um... Well,I don't really talk to my mom now.We're kinda in a bad place now but every night orsometimes inthe after
Katy'sPoint of View.Istraightened to go open the bolt butCharmaine quickly heldmy hand back. She looked nervous whenI turned to lookat her and her handswere cold and shaking. Ididn't know ifI wanted to open the door butwhat iftheyneeded us? The place wasmildlysoundproof so even ifthey did, how were we even supposedto know?Mystomachgrumbled infear.AndIwondered if itwasIwhosehands were cold."Youdon't knowifthey've beencaptured."Jacksonseemednervous himselfbut there wasdeterminationwritten allover his face. "It's either wefind out or we be thecause oftheir capture.Let's taketherisk. I say wetaketherisk." He repeated himself, just in caseshe hadnot heardthe&
Katy's Point of View.Carsonthanked themanwho handed him thekeys tothe jet and startedmaking his way intothe pilot section. I wantedtotalkto him. To clearthe air. Make things a little bit easierfor both of us.Wehadn't asmuch as saidanything to each other and fortwo peoplethat shared a kissbefore, itwas awkward. Besides... I missed talkingto him. I missedseeing himtry tobe all normalwith me, when we both knew he wanted nothing but to justtalk like we werethe onlypeople in the room. Iwasn't supposed tomiss all of these, butI did. I followed him to thepilot section, lookingbackattheothers before enteringafter himwithout his permission.Adelaide seemed tobe in a deepconversationwith Morris.Charmaine waspr
Katy's Point of View.Something about the way he said the words had me frightened as it had me excited. Carson Cooper? Carson Cooper! Everyone in this room knew what that man was capable of. A dangerous arms dealer and for some reason, they thought I could take this under my belt. Maybe I wasn't going unnoticed after all.A throat clearing came from the other corner of the room. Johnson smiled small as he'd seen that he had in fact brought attention to himself."Okay. You might think this is me being stereotypical, but... Boss, you can't possibly be serious about her." He said. If I could guess correctly, which I always did, I would say he was trying so hard to swallow the shock that I was chosen instead of him. It annoyed him. The more he tried to hide under the painful smile betrayed him. So did his grip on his own. It was cracked. "Katy is... Fast. She is great, if not the best. But for someone as dangerous as Carson Cooper, we are going to need someone who could fight their way ou
Katy's Point of View. "You can't really tell me that you're still sulking over everything that happened. You know this operation could end with me dead, right? You still want this round?"Jackson sighed as we made our way to the airport. He wouldn't even stare into the rearview mirror. At this point, staring at my face annoyed him."If you know that you might not return, then why are you still choosing to pursue this?" His question stung. Now it was my turn to look away."You would take this if you were in my shoes."He gave a dry laugh. "Oh, so now you're trying to guilt trip me, huh? I see you're tired of being nonchalant.""I'm just doing my job. Trust me when I say it has nothing to do with the unnecessary feud we've both been allowing to go on between us for the past five years.""Yeah, right." The way he said that made it quite obvious it was nothing but a bluff to him."Look, if you're going to be my backup, we need to squash whatever this is, at least for now.""I kind of ha
Katy's Point of View.Carsonthanked themanwho handed him thekeys tothe jet and startedmaking his way intothe pilot section. I wantedtotalkto him. To clearthe air. Make things a little bit easierfor both of us.Wehadn't asmuch as saidanything to each other and fortwo peoplethat shared a kissbefore, itwas awkward. Besides... I missed talkingto him. I missedseeing himtry tobe all normalwith me, when we both knew he wanted nothing but to justtalk like we werethe onlypeople in the room. Iwasn't supposed tomiss all of these, butI did. I followed him to thepilot section, lookingbackattheothers before enteringafter himwithout his permission.Adelaide seemed tobe in a deepconversationwith Morris.Charmaine waspr
Katy'sPoint of View.Istraightened to go open the bolt butCharmaine quickly heldmy hand back. She looked nervous whenI turned to lookat her and her handswere cold and shaking. Ididn't know ifI wanted to open the door butwhat iftheyneeded us? The place wasmildlysoundproof so even ifthey did, how were we even supposedto know?Mystomachgrumbled infear.AndIwondered if itwasIwhosehands were cold."Youdon't knowifthey've beencaptured."Jacksonseemednervous himselfbut there wasdeterminationwritten allover his face. "It's either wefind out or we be thecause oftheir capture.Let's taketherisk. I say wetaketherisk." He repeated himself, just in caseshe hadnot heardthe&
Katy's Point of View.Charmaine staredat him for awhile, obviously loss for words. When sherealizedthey were not alone andthatAdelaide and Iwerebeingentertained by the mini'Romeo and Juliet's they were putting up, she divertedher gazebackto me.Sheclearedherthroat.Andthen toAdelaide. Jackson wasn'tembarrassed. No, he seemed at ease.Maybehe'd been dying to say that to her andthen hefinally did andhe was at peacewith it."Iguessit's yourturnagain,Adelaide." Shesaid, her voice was squeaky. I smiled. Fromthe wayshe wasbehaving, it was obviousthat he was notalone in how hefelt."Um... Um... Well,I don't really talk to my mom now.We're kinda in a bad place now but every night orsometimes inthe after
Katy'sPoint of View.When weno longerheard anything for a longamount of time,Carson decidedit was probably time to go.Fromthelook onMorris'sface,I knew he wasn't buying that idea."Really?And go dowhat?Announce tothemthatwe're not deadafter all? I don't thinkso. Isay we stay here."Itwas obviousthat hedidn'treally carethat Carsonwas his employer. It washe whoputusall in this danger. Surely, it wasn't onlyJacksonthat was thinkingthat.When wewere all silent, waiting for thenightmare to end. Iwould look and see him looking at hisshoulder. It was probablythe person he had spiedonthatwanted revenge.Perhaps,showing upand shooting the place upwould teach himaboutsom
Katy's Point of View.Weentered intothe dark place.I couldn't see anything butI knewIwasn't alone.AndIalso knewthattherewas noheaterthere. It was a few seconds in andI was already freezing todeath.Lightilluminatedthe roomagain andIsearched for whoturned the light on.It wasCarson.My eyes foundCharmainewhostood atthe othercorner of the room, her handclutchingtightly to a baseball bat.Sheexhaled,touching herchestwithherfree left hand."Are you okay?"Morris asked."I'm fine.I'malright. You guys didnotcome asquickly aspromised. Iwasscared to deathwith allthegunshots. Isanybody hurt?""No.Not really. I do thinkAdelaide n
Katy's Point of View.My heartraced asthegunshotscontinued. I pushedAdelaide downthe floor and held her downthere.Johnsonjoined us, crawlingaroundthefloor justastheshatteredaround.Adelaide'sshoutwasclose toinaudible due tothe loud noise."Whatishappening?Whatishappening?Oh,we're going to die!" Shecontinuouslychanted. Her eyes were fillingwith tears, butthere was a determinationabout her face.I tried asmuch asI could to reassure her. "We're not going todie.Just keepquiet,alright?" Iwhispered. Jackson nodded in agreement. She shookherhead.She didn't understand."I cannot. Icannot.They're going to kill us.We'redead." She said again. I knowshewas
Carson's Point of View.The only thing that could beheard aroundthe whole table wasCharmaine'sspoonwhich keptonhitting thecup. It wasconsistent and it was annoying.And even ifothers noticedit, theywouldn't talk. Nobody would. Nobodywanted tomaketheboss's sisteruncomfortable.Surely, they knewmaking her uncomfortablewould make them uncomfortable.Okay, this place was tooquiet.AndI just couldn'tcontinuelike this.Deciding tomake things a little toointeresting and well...AnnoyingforCharmaine,Iturned toJackson whohadtoast just about his lips."So,Curt.How are you?"I asked,makingCharmaine drop herfork. Sheimmediatelypicked it up again. I turned tolook at Morris, but he toohad a
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
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