“I’ve been conducting my own investigation on agents Roberts and Hall. At least I know why Hall always acts like someone pissed in his cornflakes.”Chleo sits forward in her chair. “What did you find out about him?”“He was planning to divorce his wife because he’s been banging a fellow agent for months now. Only his wife just told him that she’s pregnant with their third child. She confronted his lover and told her that if she didn’t leave Hall alone, she’d report them both to the agency which would’ve gotten them both canned. So poor Hall’s lover gave him the boot. So now he’s back full-time with an angry pregnant wife.”Chleo is shaking her head. “That would explain that sour puss face of his.”“And Roberts,” I continue, “About ten years ago he asked the agency for a leave of absence because his wife had terminal cancer. The department was compassionate even though it meant leaving in the middle of a big case he was leading. His wife went into remission, but when he returned th
It’s not so bad,” Chleo says, “Just scootch your tie over that way.”“Can you believe this?” I laugh. “And they call themselves a five-star establishment.”“I know, it’s shocking really,” she says over enthusiastically like someone very nervous about a task they have to perform. What in the blazes did they say“He knows!Getthe warehouse address, then go to the lady’s room!” was the fevered whisper in my ear. They suspect that Ben is aware I’m wearing a wire and is feeding me a line of bullshit. They don’t realize I’m the one who told him.Now I have to ratchet up the frightened little bunny act. In truth, I’m getting a little nervous about how this is going to go down now that they think they need to rescue me from Ben. It could get downright ugly.I take a big swig from my wine glass.“Chleo, are you alright?” Ben asks.I nod and glance away from him. “I know we don’t want to talk about shop anymore, but I’m a little nervous about the big match reveal for the residency selectio
Ben glances up at him. “Please tell me they fired the other fellow.”The waiter looks confused. “I’m sorry…is there anything else that I can get you?”“We’re fine, thank you,” I say, feeling sorry for the poor guy. My gaze drifts back over to where agent Mitchel is standing. Obviously, she’s still not convinced I’m out of the woods yet. Or is she finally beginning to suspect that Ben and I orchestrated this whole charade? When I ran out to her with the dress so that she could sew in the wire, I’d put on quite the act about how anxious I was about the whole thing. That they needed to stay close because if Ben ever found out I’d betrayed him, I was a dead woman for sure.I’d refused their request to plant listening devices in our home but had reluctantly agreed to wear the wire. I realized this was another major turning point, my chance to cut Ben loose and take my chances. I could always claim that I’d operated on his brother Ms and his best friend Stieg under duress and throw myse
I rejoin the call, but it takes about twenty minutes for me to stop smiling like a besotted schoolboy. Suddenly, even the impending trip to Moscow doesn’t seem so perilous as I begin to believe that this might all work out.I’m not so naïve as to think I shouldn’t prepare for the worst but at least now I feel I have just cause to hope for the best. Now I just need to figure out how to frame the Moscow trip to Chleo.I decided not to raise the topic of the Moscow trip over dinner. This was Chleo night, and I didn’t want anything to diminish her joy or take the spotlight off her significant accomplishments. We did spend time discussing where we’d go during her summer break before her residency began, but I was careful to avoid any discussion of Moscow.She was radiant, absolutely glowing over the prospects for the future. I was delighted when she slipped in that it wouldn’t be too out of the question to set a wedding date. This had to mean that she had truly come to grips with the co
My legs give way and I crumble to the floor. Hot tears sting my eyes and roll down my cheeks. All this time I’d been strutting around here acting like I was God’s gift to the medical world, all the while Ben knew the truth and said nothing. I am so humiliated.I feel Ben near me. Hear his voice in my ear. “I’ll give you the world, Chleo, whatever you want. But don’t youevertake me for granted or try to dismiss me. Your career and the hospital aren’t the center of your universe…I am.” He then takes me by the hands and gently lifts me to my feet. “The private jet leaves for Moscow in 2 hours, you need to be ready.”Feeling utterly deflated, I allow Ben to lead me up the stairs to finish packing. I feel so utterly disillusioned and uncertain. What do I do with this information about the residency? What do I do about this pregnancy? I am so lost and torn.And now I must fly thousands of miles away to a place I’ve never been with this man whom I love but hardly Nathan chartered for our
Fine, fine, it’s your life.”“It’s our life,” I say firmly. “We’ll work through it, just not now. Can you give me that?”She nods. “Sure.” Her eyes brighten. “Can we go see Red Square now? I’m dying to see the iconic St. Basil cathedral.”“Let’s go.” I toss a few ruble bills on the table and rise. I grab my backpack off the chair as Chleo adjusts her jacket.We spend the rest of the day winding our way around the city, visiting several iconic landmarks.We strolled through the grand entry way with towering columns down toward the fountains. Before entering, Chloe had said she was exhausted, but she had a new burst of energy upon seeing the beauty of the park. Several friendly park goers offered to take our photo, so we’d have plenty to remind us of the wonderful day we’d enjoyed.Once again, seeing it all with Chleo made it magical and creates memories that I’ll always treasure. I look at the happy couples walking by pushing strollers with their babies. And I envision Chleo and
I grit my teeth, I’d prayed it'd never get this far. But desperate times…I find the video and open it for him.He watches it eagerly, a slow ugly grin spreads across his face. “Send me this video.”My instincts tell me this is a huge mistake, but what choice do I have if I want his support? “Is that really necessary?”The color rises in his face. “You want my support, you give me the collateral I need. Who knows what this girl will do? She could be the very weapon used to destroy you!”“She won’t because there’s more at stake than just her career.”His eyes narrow as he glares at me. “What else?”“She’s pregnant, we just found out. Our child will serve as the guarantee on her silence.”His expression turns a degree more devious. “Yes, yes. This could work.”I feel like a fucking fiend for even suggesting our child could be used as leverage, but I know it’ll never come to that. This is just a bargaining chip to get what I need right now and that’s Victor Volkov’s backing.“You
I’m trembling uncontrollably too terrified to move or think clearly. What’s happening down there? With three cars, how many men is Sebastian facing on his own? I’ve got to help him!I set the gun down and fish in the backpack for a flashlight. I find it and switch it on to light up the space. I stick my arms through the sleeves of the shirt and pull on the jogging pants. The bag also contains wads of cash, a cell phone, false IDs for us, another gun, and some energy bars and water.I hear muffled noises, the crashing of glass, and the bumping of furniture being knocked over.“Oh, God, Ben,” I cry, clamping my hands over my mouth. I know Bash told me to stay insideI grab the gun out of the bag and stick in my pants pocket. I take the gun Bash gave and bring it to bear. I struggle with the door for a bit but manage to yank it open. I’m dripping with sweat as I shove the boxes aside.I pause as I stand in the closet, mentally preparing myself to do what needs to be done. I could be