Steven held Marie in his arms as she continued to sob. It broke his heart that his precious wife was hurting so badly. The more he thought about it, the angrier he got with himself. No matter how much she had insisted, he should have tried harder to stop her, to convince her. Instead he had seen a few tears and caved and now his precious Marie was suffering for it.“Therapy is stupid.” She said, wiping fresh tears with the back of her palm.“No, love. I know you've heard this before but healing isn't a linear journey. Sometimes, it can seem like everything is getting worse, when in reality, you’re better just not on that day.”“This is so stupid, Steven. Gosh, I'm such a… a… hot mess. Do you know how much not being able to get on a plane limits my life?”“I can imagine,” He said, not sure what he could say that would make her feel better.“You should stop wasting all the money trying to fix me, Steven. Maybe this is the best I'm ever going to be.”“Trust me, Marie. That is not true. A
“She's quitting the case? And what does she mean by ‘you shouldn't trust anyone’?” Marie asked, her eyes scanning his cell phone.“I don't know, Marie. I haven't the foggiest clue. Just when I think this thing is wrapping up nicely and I'm getting somewhere, Cadence gets spooked and is asking me not to trust anyone.”Sighing, Steven pushed his plate away and ran a hand across his face before cupping his mouth.“Problems at work?” Joanna asked“Yeah, Jo. And now it's more dangerous than I'd like.”Joanna nodded at him with a sympathetic smile and placed her hand over his.“She can't just leave, can she? She has to tell you what's scaring her. Who's spooking her? Do you think she was paid off by whoever it is that's doing this?”“Probably. There goes my happy weekend. I'm sorry guys, but I need to make some calls to sort this out.” He replied before dumping his napkin on the table and walking away.Marie sighed and dropped her spoon on her plate. There was no way she was getting her app
Marie felt stuck to the spot as Zed continued to lash out at Sandra. What had her best friend gotten involved in?Sandra collapsed to the floor as Zed released his grip on her throat and shook his hand.“Look, I don't have all day for this. When are you going to deliver on what you were meant to?”“I'm working on it. It's not been easy. I’ll figure out a way and find it soon.”“You had better because there's no way I'm letting you get away with my money and not doing the job.”“I know.”“Good, now get in the car and take me home to where you have the other set of my stuff stashed.”His stuff? Was he using? Was Sandra using? Did her best friend have a drug problem? Marie knew she should reveal herself at this point but found herself unable to move. If he could grab the neck of the woman he had been fake-dating so easily, what would he do to her?She waited till she heard their car zoom off before she stepped out. She hoped Sandra didn't recognize her car. She had so many questions fo
“Marie? Why were you at the office?”She had three options.Deny that she had said Alden Kings by mistake when she meant Sandra's house, or she could tell him she went to the office because she had forgotten something she needed urgently, or she could tell him the truth.“That's not really important right now,” She stalled, hoping he would let the matter rest. He said nothing for so long that Marie began to fear that he knew why she had gone in the first place. She was about to blurt it out when he said,“So what happened in the parking lot?”She narrated the rest of the events to him, and he didn't interrupt till she was done.“I'm sorry Sandra had to go through that.”“Me too.” Marie said, shivers traveling down her spine as the mental image flashed in her mind again.“Okay, I'm dropping Rick off. I’ll be home soon, Marie. And when I get back, please be there.” He said and hung up.Ugh. Was this what being married meant? That she had to do what he said? Well, she knew she had the fr
Steven groaned inwardly but sat up as he waited for her to spill the good news. He hoped she wasn’t about to offer up some other birthday surprise.“Well, I thought you’d like to know that the story Sandra told you about me being in debt is completely false.”At first, her words failed to register in his mind until he caught the grin on her face.“What do you mean you’re not in debt, Marie? The story about Jeff?..”“It’s false…” She said, waving her hand.“At that time, it had become obvious that pulling off the party would cost more than I had…”“And your best friend decides that the way to fix that is to tell your husband you’re paying off debts from your deadbeat boyfriend?”She sighed as she sank back onto the bed. She was probably back to worrying about Sandra. Not wanting her to descend into the same headspace, he quickly added,“So the whole story about Jeff was false?”“Not everything. Just the parts that had to do with the debt.”“Well, I’m relieved to hear that. But that wa
“Are you freaking kidding me, Steven? You think I did this?” Marie said, crossing her arms on her chest.“I'm not saying that you did, Marie but you and I are the only ones that know about my marriage to Sandra!”“Sandra does!” She flung back, grabbing her personal items and plunging them into her purse. Steven stood on the other end of their bedroom, knotting his tie, and then put his jacket on.“If that blasted woman did this! She's going to have it in for her. She sighed an NDS for Pete's sake! Like I don't have enough on my plate to deal with already.” He said, storming out of the room.She followed closely behind, her hands swinging wildly as she took long strides to match his pace.“Where are you going?”“I have to fix this, Marie. I have to fix everything so by the time all this is done, I'll still have a company to run!”“So you're going to do what? Jet off to Japan?”“Yes! If that's what it takes. Since it's so hard for people to keep their mouths shut.”“I have no idea why y
Marie's mouth hung open in surprise as she perused the documents she held in her hand. How could Sandra be in possession of these documents?Marie dug into another cabinet and found another stack of the emails that “Theodore” and his contacts had supposedly been exchanging. Why would Sandra steal the evidence against Theodore? Was this what Zed had paid her to do? Or had he done it himself?She heard voices in the distance and without thinking, hid herself behind the drapes. Lucky for her, Sandra had black drapes.“I told you that Cadence girl was going to be a problem.” Sandra was saying.“It's fine, Sandra. I’ll deal with her later. For now, we need to focus on the second part of the plan.”What plan was Zed talking about and what had Cadence ruined for them?“Oh, I know. It's just not been easy, Zed. He really loves her, you know. I’ve tried making my move a couple of times. It always falls flat. But I think I might need to spice things up a little bit more.”“Of course he loves he
Marie’s feet tore across the road, she had long lost her shoes and hadn’t even thought of stopping to pick them up. She knew the pain piercing her feet was nothing to be compared to what she’d feel if Zed or Sandra caught up with her. Her mind reeled with panic as she thought about what to do next. An entire stack of text messages had revealed that Zed had at first tried to bribe Cadence through Agent Smith. If she could get this to Steven before she was caught by either of them, then maybe Stveen would know where to look when she got missing.“Marie! Slow down and hear me out.” Sandra’s voice boomed from behind her. She had seen them coming and duck behind a shrub. From where she was crouched, she could see where she had parked. All she had to do was get to it, unlock it, and hope like hell that they missed her. Sweat matted her raven hair, forcing it to cling to her face as she took out her cell phone and emailed the screenshot to her private email. She was just about to email it to