DIMITRII had to wait until a minute before Stan, the pudgy policeman from the other day walked into the office. He was poring over a sheaf of papers in his hand."What news?" I asked, leaning forward eagerly as he took his seat."Just going through what I have here." He indicated the papers he held. "I have been going through documents like this all day and they all say the same thing." He stopped and sighed. "It's like we are dealing with a ghost, so to speak, Mr Dimitri. On paper, Grace is basically still dead. Her death certificate, the day of her death, the doctor's proposed cause of death all tally. To everyone else, she died four odd years ago.""But she didn't. There has to be a loophole somewhere in these so called evidence you have collected since she isn't actually dead." My eyes narrowed. "Or are you suggesting that I'm mistaken?""I didn't say that.""Good because I saw her myself. Also, I was not the only one who saw her, you know. There were others too. You can intervie
VALERIAI opened the door and there was Vance standing there, wearing a tight smile eyeing me dubiously."Hello," he said. "Can I come in?""Of course."I threw the door open at once and I could have sworn I heard him exhale in relief. Just before he came, I had been wondering what to do with myself. It was so nice to have company, even if it was just Vance and even though I knew Dimitri, who I was trying my damnedest not to think about was the one who had sent him. I smiled a little as Vance walked past me into the living room. It was no wonder he had looked wary when I had opened that door. He had probably been expecting me to throw him out or to tell him off like I had done Dimitri."What have you been doing with yourself since you got back?"With his hands thrust into his pockets, Vance turned to face me.I shrugged. "Just resting. Mostly."Was he going to talk to me about returning to Dimitri's house? I sincerely hoped not. To my relief, he didn't pursue the subject. After I had
VALERIA"For goodness sake!"The furious exclamation came from directly behind me as I got close to my office. How has he materialized so quickly? When I had stepped out from the elevator, I had not gotten a glimpse of him. I had been sure I would make it to my office without the 'discussion' which would in reality be an argument that was sure to follow. It turned out he had seen me after all.Now I could hear him stomping after me. A second later he had my wrist in a grip that was firm enough to be uncomfortable, but not firm enough to hurt."Move," he growled when I planted my feet and stared at him mutinously."Move," he repeated.I didn't. There was no one observing us yet, but even if they were, I would not care. They knew there was something between us anyway and I was done having Dimitri have his way. He simply dragged me along. With his superior strength, I was powerless to resist. He shut the door of my office immediately we were in. With his back to the door so I could not m
VALERIAI opened the door and Dimitri was standing right there, at the front door of my house. I had not sent for him. I had not invited him. He had not told me he was coming and I had certainly not given him permission to. Several times I had clearly told him that I didn't want to have anything to do with him, and yet here he was."What are you doing here?" I bit off."Valeria, we need to talk," he said.Talk. I knew that was what he was going to say before he even opened his mouth."Leave now," I ordered.He gave no indication that he had heard me. I hurried to close the door in his face. My bare foot slipped on the tile. I put out my hand to grab something to regain my balance. My hands touched nothing but air and I went down. The force of the fall knocked all the breath from my body and I just lay there, panting, gasping for breath, riding the waves of pain that came from my waist region which had taken the brunt of the fall. Dimitri, calling my name frantically was at my side in
VALERIA"I am so relieved that you are feeling so much better, dear," Amelia said as she cleared away my dinner tray, a task she had insisted on doing.In reply, I nodded and smiled. Amelia looked like she would burst with happiness at finding that I had finished everything she had given me to eat.She had been attending to me for quite a few days now, days when I had not felt well at all. She had rarely ever left my side, but being just at home for a long period of time has it's downsides as I had reason to know. And so I found myself wanting to get out of seeing the four walls of that house again. I felt I had rested enough. I had to get back to work. "You are better, but still not quite well."I started a little and accidentally slopped the juice in my cup. I had not been paying attention and subsequently had not heard her walk up to me."I'm fine. Really," I said as I set my cup down."Oh. Valeria, please don't lie to me. I can tell. You are much better than before but that does
VALERIA"I need to see her," I told Amelia who nodded and slowly said, "Yes... you spoke of seeing her a while ago.""I did," I said. "I think I have put off my visit to her long enough. I need to ask her about my parents and my past. I need to know the truth."The look on Amelia's face clearly said she didn't believe I would glean much information from my proposed visit to my grandmother. But something told me that there was much to be learnt despite the evidence to the contrary."You don't think there is much to learn from her, do you?"Amelia hesitated, shook her head. "I am not against knowing all about your roots, Valeria, but I don't think this will reveal anything new about Grace.""I think it will," I replied, after musing on her statement. And then I again remembered what Grace had said. "I know I have probably told you this before, but when Grace kidnapped me, she said something about us being sisters. In fact she seemed to be quite sure of that. She had no reason to lie the
DIMITRI"I can't remember."Amelia had said this more times than I could count in so many different ways, but it still boiled down to the same thing. She still clearly could not remember anything about what Valeria's grandmother had said about her and her past."Why can't I remember?" she said again, with tears leaking out of the corners of her eyes.She glanced over at Valeria. Whenever Amelia had declared that she didn't remember, Valeria, with her head resting on the sofa, nodded mechanically and simply kept staring at the blank wall before her.Seeing that Valeria was more or less unresponsive, Amelia turned to me. "What is wrong with me? Why can't I remember any of what happened?"I gave her what I hoped was a reassuring look, patted her hand. "It's okay. Don't worry. I promise you that I will do everything to find out how your memory was tampered with and if possible, you will get your memories back."Amelia nodded and then just sat there, crying and wringing her hands. I sat by
DIMITRIThe place where Grace had chosen to meet with Amelia was very like the place where she had kept Valeria captive. It was on the grounds of a building, a deserted one by the looks of it. The building was in a scarcely frequented part of the city.Silas, Amelia and I got there a full hour before Amelia's appointment with Grace. We chose good hiding spots where we could see and not be seen. Then we settled down to wait for Grace to show up.Thirty minutes before the time of the appointment, we all clearly heard approaching footsteps. A woman came into view. She was wearing a scarf that obscured most of her face and huge sunglasses, but I knew it was Grace. My hands ached with the effort of keeping them still and not going for her right there and then. Grace gave a sweeping look around the area."Get down," I whispered to the persons with me.Though I was sure we couldn't be seen by her, we all went down and peered at her from between the thick foliage of overgrown shrubs we were h