Katy's Point of View
"You have to tell me everything!" Morris said behind me, making me jump and clutch my chest. I bent down to pick up the duster while glaring at him.
"For crying out loud, you scared me to death."
He shrugged and walked further to the room, stopping briefly before the fruit basket that lay on top of the dining table. He chose an apple.
"I mean, you know my voice, don't you?" He asked with a small frown, munching on the apple.
"I do. But it doesn't mean you should sneak up on me like that. I could have had a heart attack. Then we'll be talking about real trouble."
"Yeah, but you didn't, now did you?"
"You know what? Forget it." I turned back and resumed dusting. I was cranky. I didn't want to transfer it to him. After all, he wasn't the one I had stupidly laid down all night thinking about. He wasn't th
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 ViewMorris wouldn't stop pacing.Nomatter howmany timeshe'd eventually bumped his littletoeinto the stool."Youknow, if theidea is tokeep her here forquestioning, maybeyoushould trybeing a little bit calm sothat you can keep her calm enough toanswerall ourquestions.""That's a verycrazyideology.""Never mind theideology, youare sure you want tohandle this? Like,you're sure you want tobehere whilewe ask somequestions. Youcan pass,I'll be here.I'll do the questioning."I suggested and he passed me a look."I'm aspy, Carson. I know how tofake emotions.That's kinda one of thereasonsoutof manyIgot selected to jointheagency.
Katy's Point of View"You have a child?How'sthatevenpossible?" I echoed,wondering tomyself. In return,Jackson passed me adubiouslook."Isthat supposed to beaninsult or aquestion?" He asked. Iknew he wasangry and whenI saw him walking outof the garden interrifying steps,I knewI had to follow him. He looked like a manwhowouldbaby hishead against the wall until therewas nothing left of itanymore.Carefully,IdecidedIwouldpickmywords. He didn't beg for my companion,butI wasdetermined to give it anyway. I heardMrs Smithright andclearwhenshe'dspokenearlier.And she wasright too.Therewas everypossibilitythat wewould do a wonderful jobtogether as a team,&
Jackson's Point Of ViewWhen Charmaine said she wanted to talk, I was scared. I didn't know what she wanted to talk about and that alone had me irritated. She was the only girl I ever loved. The only girl I was convinced I will ever love. Maybe deciding to stay with this job even after finding out that she was Carson's sister was a bad idea. Maybe I should have left."You look tensed up." She said from the door, startling me to death. She smiled when she saw that she had jumped me and walked further into the room. Her hands were safely tucked behind her. "You also look beautiful. Just staring at the sun. Definitely a picture to kill for. Reminds me of the old days." She said and her eyes flashed to her hands then up again."Oh... I don't even know what to say to that."She chuckled. "People usually say thank you to this kind of compliment."I smiled and shook my head in wonder. She w
Katy's Point of View"What are you doing here?" I whispered. I wanted to scream, but luckily I whispered. What in Earth was she thinking? She couldn't be here.Mrs Smith chuckled and shook her head. "You know they could be watching you now, you're being sour to a neighbor who wants your help. How does that make sense?""You're breaking protocol." I whisper-screamed again. My heart was beating very hard. "You know that. Why couldn't you just send a message since you know where we were.""You're supposed to have checked in yesterday and the last three days, why didn't you, Katherine?""It's been really crazy around here. So crazy that I'm beginning to get all use to the ruckus. You might think me incompetent but I'm trying my best, Mrs Smith. I'm trying my best, I'm trying to do everything I can so that this mission would not be a complete disaster. And believe me when I say that there
Carson's Point of View."Alright now,whatdo you know?" I asked, startling Morris half todeath. It had been tooquiet after Abelhung up andCharmainedecided shehad things totake careof.It wastheperfect wayfor us tohave thisconversationwithoutpryingeyes and ears. NotthatI couldn't talkaboutthisin front of his siblingsafterallthey were mycousins andI trustedthem butat the sametime,Ididn't want things to get moredangerous thantheyought to be.He shrugged andcontinued to stareat meblankly. "I have no ideawhatyou'retalkingabout, Carson.""You do.You knowsomething.What isit?""Whatmakes you thinkI knowanything?Theboth of us have been&n
Carson's Point of View."You mean you justgrabbedthechip andyou're stillalive? Isthatevenpossible?Unless he let you grab the fakeone."Abelconcluded, unbeliefconsuming him."Youcan't even do aduplicate of thisthing. Thatcould cost like afew million dollars.Thelimited version that is. Idoubtthat Verdewouldletthemtakethat amount of money from his account to build that stuff."I said.I'd had onlytwo meetingswith himbeforeand theboth ofthemhad been from a distance.The manwasruthless. Too ruthless ifI didsay so myself."Woah.Are you sure wecan't just sell this thing and takethe money?I mean it couldmake us real millionaires."Abel joked, as Morrisenteredtheoffice.
Morris's Point of View."Whereisshe?" Where is she? Where was who? I stillstruggled to keep my eyesshut. Ididn't want to open them. I needed my rest. I needed allthe restI could get.My shoulder was still numb."Where is she?" I heard again. It took me awhile torealizethatit wasJosie's voice. I immediately openedmy eyes, standing up probablyat the same timethat Carson was."Where'swho?"He threw the questionback at her, making her looksomewhatfrustrated.Then it dawned on me.Annabel was notwith us anymore.She was no longerthere.Where was she?!"Annabel. Annabelisnowhere to be found. Idon'tknow,I wokeupthis morning andI didn't see here.Shehadjust been afew... Idon'tunderstandwhat's going on here
Katy's Point of View."Is everyone okay? Isanyone hurt?" I heard Carson'svoice echo throughthedizzinessthat surrounded me. My eyes hurt, but my head hurt more."I'm alright.I'm fine." Morris said. I couldn't quite see his face clearlythroughthehaze."I'm notexactly great butI'mgood," Annabel said. Of course,she wascool. Shehad theguts tosmile ina car that wasabout toget blown to bits."Areyou okay,Jo?" Morris asked again. It was Carson's armsthatIfelt around me. Then it dawnedon me. We were in a movingvehicle.Therewere bumpings and tire screechingfromthe heavinessevery few seconds.Thetruck had tobe old. I was going tohave tocheckthe place outlater.Thatis ifI could stay. I doubtedI coul
Katy's Point of View.Myheart thumped andIquicklyplacedthekey into thekeyhole, andturned it,making theenginecomealive.Itmade my head hurt more. ButIdidn't want to know. I didn't want to letitgrip me now. Carson was indanger. Carson was indanger! Annabel movedtothe backseat immediately, making room foroneperson inthe front seat.The bothofthem ran tothecar, as fast as they could.Thealarms were beeping.They had triggeredthe sensors,Irealized. It was amatter of seconds beforewe'd be slain."Fast!Come on man,we're kind of running out of timehere!" Annabelshouted from behind, turning myhead into aboom box.Literally.She made no move to apologizefor screaming into my ear