Emmett and Simone arrive at the bungalow to see Lester’s car in the driveway. “You have got to be fucking kidding me” Emmett shouts, getting out of the car and running up the stairs. Opening the door; “Lester, get the fuck out here” he yells out, to stop any surprises he didn’t want to try and erase from his mind. “What the fuck are you doing in my house?” he screams as Lester comes out in his boxer shorts.“The piped burst in my apartment. Caitie said this was vacant so we came here” Lester explains, putting his pants on as Simone starts laughing at the irony of the situation. “We thought you wouldn’t mind.”“Let me guess; Sandy lives on the floor below your apartment?” Emmett questions, his patience wearing thin.“Is that who’s apartment it was?” Lester snickers as Caitlyn comes out wearing one of Simone’s robes she found in the wardrobe.“My bed? Really?” Emmett snaps, turning to walk out the doorway; shaking his head at the pair. “You could be more respectful. Now I’m going to bur
Simone and Emmett headed into their office building for work the following morning after repacking their clothes to place in the back of the car. “Today is going to be interesting” Simone says, climbing into the passenger seat of the car.“As long as either Lester has left the bungalow or Richard has left the penthouse; I will be happy” Emmett responds, turning on the ignition and setting off down the street.The pair remain quiet, for the rest of the trip. Neither wanted to say anything that would upset the other. Once they were at the office building; Emmett gives Simone a kiss before heading up to the top floor in the private elevator. “He better be out of the house” Emmett murmurs to himself.As the elevator door opens, Lester glances up where he is standing near Vince’s desk. Opening his mouth to say something, Emmett grunts before walking past him into his office. “What did you do?” Vince chuckles as Lester glares at him before going into his office, slamming the door behind him
Bartholomew and Mitchell continue to type quietly on their computers; “Bart; look at this?” Mitchell says, moving his screen to show him what he found.“Hmm” Bartholomew sounds, looking down at his screen and starts typing away. “I’m coming in behind you. We need to put blockades up without alerting them.”Emmett looks between the two men; “What’s going on?” he asks, getting off his seat to see what they are doing. “Can you get the mainframe back up?”Bart glances up at Emmett; “Simone” he says nudging his head to the side. Emmett, Simone, Mitchell and Bartholomew walk to the corner of the room. “The hacker is still in the system waiting for us to boot the mainframe” he whispers to Emmett and Simone.“We can block them from getting any personal information. They are sitting idle; we can’t determine what information they are trying to hack” Mitchell includes in a whisper. “What if we boot each department individually; we will be able to follow the hacker to see where they go.”“Can you
“Jeremy O’Connor?” Simone questions not knowing who this person was.“The older brother of Seamus and the one pulling the strings for the Irish Mob” Stuart says, pulling up a picture on his file. “When I looked at the circumstances behind Seamus’ arrest; I found something interesting. He wasn’t supposed to be at the bar on the day of his arrest. That got me looking into his case a bit more.”“And?” Emmett asks, getting a bit impatient with Stuart.“The records state Seamus was the sole organiser for the Irish Mob in Rocky Valley. When he was arrested; official reports show mob activity ceased. Everyone knows it didn’t and those in the know thought he was running the mob from the inside. I have a source who has told me the true person running the mob” Stuart informs them, letting out a long breath. “He would like to remain anonymous for obvious reasons.”“And that’s Jeremy O’Connor?” Simone queries, turning to look at the computer screen.“Yes” Stuart sighs, opening another folder. My
Bartholomew hesitantly sits in his car, trying to build the courage to get out and head into the café. “You can do this” he says to himself. “She’s an old college friend. She’s not the crazy woman that didn’t know when to leave you alone” he chuckles realising the irony Simone was talking about. ‘Difference is; I backed off when she said no; most of the time’ he tells himself. ‘Claudia; or should I use her real name; Claire did not.’“It’s now or never” he says, getting out of his car.“Bart” a blonde woman calls out waving him over to the table she was sitting at. “Over here.”“Claudia” Bartholomew smiles, taking a seat opposite her. “How have you been?”“No hug?” Claudia says, getting out of her chair. “It’s been a long time, you could a least give me a hug.”Bartholomew taps a beat on the table before standing up, putting his arms out inviting Claudia to put her arms around him. “It has been a long time” Bartholomew says, taking his seat again. “I see you are still hacking into pl
“Drake, wait up” Bartholomew runs out of the office after him. “There’s something more you need to know about Claudia.”Emmett stops to glare at Bartholomew; “Well?” he queries, his impatience releasing with his words.“Claudia Jackson isn’t her real name. When you enrol for masters and above, you register an alias, throughout the year, that’s what we were known as. I didn’t know her real name, she wasn’t supposed to know mine. I registered under Dr Bart. Her real name is Claire Miller and since you already know what she’s like as the two of you were in a relationship before; you can understand how batshit crazy she is” Bartholomew explains, turning back to Simone’s office.“We weren’t in a relationship” Emmett exclaims, the shock plastered on his face. “How did you know her real name?”“I explained it to Simone” Bartholomew says, turning back to face Emmett. “She wasn’t just some person who wouldn’t take no for an answer. She was obsessed; I thought it was because of my modelling; it
Somewhere in Rocky Valley; Emmett and Bartholomew were blindfolded and handcuffed in the back of a black van as it came to a stop and the door slides open. “I told the pair of you; you will be mine” a voice screeches as they were dragged out of the van. “You didn’t believe me.”“You resulted to kidnapping?” Emmett screams, his eyes dark with rage as the blindfold was taken off. “Lester and Simone will find me.”“Your wife won’t be able to find you” Claire cackles as Emmett and Bartholomew cringe. Her voice was like fingernails down a chalkboard to the pair. “My skills keep me safe from the police. The chief of police paid me to search your computers. They need me because I am the best. I’m the only person who can get into computers to find the information they require.”Bartholomew starts to laugh; “You are the second best. Remember I was the one who found you. I was the one who put the blockades up to stop you” he taunts as Claire comes over to him and slaps him across the face, caus
Emmett and Bartholomew sat quietly watching as the four men that grabbed them would come in and out of the room occasionally. “What are they doing?” Bartholomew whispers to Emmett.“Don’t know” Emmett whispers back. “They haven’t hurt us. Although we can’t assume they aren’t going to.”The door opens again and the man; the other men call Boss walks in. Instinctively, Claire tries to hide her phone again. “Can’t you leave us alone; I’m trying to bond with my men” she spat as a second man walks into the room.Finally noticing her phone was on; “I told you to turn your phone off” the boss yells at Claire, throwing the phone against the wall, smashing it.“You owe me a new iPhone” she screams, running over to see what she can salvage. “Bastard” she continues yelling, turning to hit the man.“Shut the fuck up” he spits, slapping her across the face. “Did you tell them who you were?”“I don’t know what you are talking about?” Claire states, feigning ignorance before sitting back down on her