The Photographer (4)

Lara shook her head. She was expressionless when she said, “No, not really.” 

Jacob was dumbfounded. Are you kidding me? Do I really need to explain it explicitly? He thought to himself, regretting telling the truth.

“What don’t you get?” he asked with obvious frustration. Jacob, in fact, already felt like he had said too much.

Lara tilted her head, and she was humming as if she was thinking something serious.

“I don’t understand what I get out of it,” she then responded with a treacherous gleam in her eye.

“You get?” Jacob repeated with a raised brow. He was not so sure where she got the idea that she would get something out of it.

“As you said, you’re rewarded for your discretion. It seems like I should be rewarded for mine,” she said nonchalantly.

“Fuck!” he swore loudly. Then, after a pause to regain his composure, and then rele