“I’m sorry I’m late!” Cassie yelled, as a manner of greeting as she pushed open the door to Books-A-Plenty, dragging Aaron and Lily behind her.The woman who had been pushing off the last of the bookstore’s dirt into a dustpan looked up and smiled. Amanda Collins was an old friend of Cassie’s mum who ran Books-A-Plenty alongside her novelist husband, Timothy. She had been much older than Cassie’s mum but the two of them had gotten along well. Amanda had given Cassie her first job in the bookstore when she was just thirteen and Cassie had found it hard to quit ever since then. Hence, her shifts had changed from two hours after school to as long as she felt like on Sundays. Back when Cassie’s parents were still alive, Amanda had voluntarily babysat for them and had done it without pay, claiming that they were the ones doing her a favor as all of her grandchildren lived too far away to be properly babied. After Mr. and Mrs. Peters had passed, leaving Cassie to care for th
Cassie had taken her sweet time getting out of bed on Monday morning. For the first time since she had started work at Tech Town, she had been able to wake up at seven thirty instead of by five like she regularly did. Although the twins were also relieved to have almost two extra hours of sleep, they were even more excited at the possibility that they would have the opportunity to meet their sister and properly hang out with her once they got back from school. Usually, after her day at Tech Town, Cassie would quickly head home to check how they were fairing before rushing off to her shift at the Bean House. When she got back later in the day, they would have already gone to bed. Aaron and Lily rarely saw her and missed their big sister.As she had no reason to go to work that morning, Cassie had enough time to cut the twins’ pancakes into animal shapes, pack them a nutritious lunch and finally do the laundry like she had been planning to all month. Once the clothes were out of the dry
By the time Cassie got back to Felix’s office, she found Bethany sprawled out of one of the couches present in the office. Her black heels dangled from one end revealing the rode soles underneath them. The envelope that she had been clutching close to herself lay dormant on the ground beside her handbag. She was scrolling though the catalogue of a high end online boutique and mindless adding every item that crossed her screen into her virtual shopping cart.“Is that you, Chloe?” She asked without looking up.Cassie huffed. She had gone through all that stress in acquiring Bethany’s food and the woman didn’t even know her name. The lady that made lunch for the company’s staff, whose name Cassie had once again forgotten to ask for, had smiled at her sympathetically when she had asked for Bethany’s order.“You can’t get her order here, hon.” She had declared in her thick Tennessee accent. “You are going to have to go to that vegan restaurant across the office to get it.”Cassie had dashe
When Cassie returned to Felix’s office, Bethany was just polishing off the rest of her salad. “Took you long enough.” She scoffed once her eyes spotted the bottle and glass in Cassie’s hands. “Pour me a glass.” She ordered.There was a brief struggle as Cassie tried to open the bottle of Chardonnay but when she eventually got the tight cork out, she filled the champagne glass halfway and then handed Bethany the glass.Bethany examined the glass closely as if she were checking if it had been poisoned. “Do I look like a child or like someone who cannot hold her liquor?” She inquired. “This shit is half-empty. When I ask you to pour me a glass, Cleo, I expect you to fill up the entire glass.” She said, as she held out the glass.Cassie sighed. She had no idea if Bethany was purposely refusing to say her actual name or if the woman didn’t care enough to actually commit the two syllables that made up C
Cassie wished that Daniel could have followed her back to Felix's office to confront Bethany but she knew that her wish was impossible. Just like her, Daniel had a job to do and she didn't wish to drag him away from his job to participate in something that could go terribly wrong and cost his job in the process with just a single word.Bethany was still nestled on the couch where Cassie had left her when she had entered the office.“I hope you didn't crease it.” She said when Cassie handed her the dress. She unzipped the plastic bag and pulled out her dress to check for any possible creases.Cassie waited for her to acknowledge the dog but Bethany’s full attention was on the dress.Satisfied that her dress was fine, Bethany slid her shades off her head and unknotted the satin scarf around her neck. Then she began to take off her underwear. “It’s always better to wear silk without underwear.” She stated. “See something you like?” She asked, and she slipped off her bra. Then she jiggled
Still feeling absolutely flustered, Cassie began to walk back to Felix’s office taking her time so that she could compose herself before she got back to the office. She would probably have to bleach her eyes to get the image of the fucking duo out of her brain. She, along with everyone else that had attended the meeting held on her first day of work, knew that Luther and Emerald were not-so-secretly fucking. Still, it was one thing to know about the office romance, another thing to witness it happening first hand and yet another thing to be invited to partake in the debauchery. When she had first been aware of Luther and Emerald’s sexual escapades, she had no idea that Luther was married. Most men his age were usually married but when it became obvious that he was sleeping with Emerald, she had unconsciously conditioned her mind to believe that he was a single man. The fact that he had the audacity to cheat on his wife, while she was not only in the same building but just a few feet
After she left Tech Town, Cassie took the train to the nearest locksmith, which was unfortunately located all the way across the city. She placed the dog carrier on her lap all throughout the train ride and got a lot of curious and disgusted glances from the people beside her. She didn’t blame them. If people weren’t so keen on minding their business, they would have had a lot of questions for her. How did she let the dog get so dirty? Why was she using such a huge padlock on such a small carrier? Was it just their imagination, or did the dog’s collar look a little too tight? Did she know that the dog carrier was stinking up the train?When she got to her destination, she was quick to hop off the train and begin her search for the locksmith. Locke’s Locks located across a busy intersection and wedged between a thrift store and a diner. It looked out of place between the other two buildings as both the thrift store and diner channeled a dainty aesthetic vibe that Cassie found odd
Happiness doesn't last forever. Cassie was soon reminded of this fact the next day. She was heading back home from Books-A-Plenty where she had gone to drop off the white jumpsuits for Amanda to amend. Soon after the twins had left for school, she poured Snowflake a bowl of water and some turkey flavored kibble that she had purchased after her shift at the Bean House. Then, she tossed Bethany’s pantsuit, still faintly smelling of the spilled Chardonnay, into the washing machine. Once it was clean and dry, she tried using a YouTube tutorial to take in the bust for Isabel but after accidentally stabbing her finger with the sewing needle multiple times, she concluded that sewing wasn’t her forte. After getting blood out of the outfit, she headed over to Books-A-Plenty and handed the pantsuit over to Amanda who was the only person she knew that could amend it. Once Amanda learnt that it was to be Isabel's, she was also glad to drop what she was doing to focus on it. She liked the i
"Good morning. I’m Dorothea Sinclair and welcome to today’s session of Under the Spotlight. I am sure that some of you are wondering where I am today and why this background looks different. That’s because, for this interview, I left the studio to conduct this interview in the home of our guest who is no stranger to the spotlight.” Dorothea announced. “Some of you might know her from September last year when she and her best friend, Isabel Gomez, were held hostage by two gunmen who kidnapped them from the club they both worked in. Some of you might also know her from her interview with me on this very show in March where we talked about her revolutionary app, Care Compass which was, and still is, making waves in the medical field. However, some of you might know her from everything that went down two months ago when she was kidnapped from a supermarket and held hostage for a week. Join me to welcome, the very beautiful and very intelligent, Cassie Peters.” She said and signaled to th
The first time Cassie had woken up as a captive, she had thought that that would be the most pain she would ever be in. She remembered how much her head hurt and how she had ached all over. Waking up again, she found that she felt a thousand times worse. She owed the shitty feeling in her entire body to Robert fucking Smith. After she had been caught trying to escape, he dragged her by her hair to the very room that she had escaped from. She had tried to struggle against him but her muscles ached from running around the house and anytime she made any form of movement against him, Robert would pause along the hallway to deliver a series of kicks to her midriff.When they had finally got to the room, he had exerted the second phase of his revenge by reopening the cuts that had been made on her arm earlier that week and adding a couple of new ones with the help of his switchblade. He followed it by wrapping his gangly fingers around her neck and choking her, letting his nails dig into he
When Felix finally awoke, he did so slowly, his vision blurry and his head heavy. Even as he was still half unconscious, he realized that he recognized the environment that he was in. It was all strangely familiar but yet, unsettlingly transformed. He was in a room in the Callahan mansion and judging from the size and layout of the room, he was in his old bedroom. The decor of the room had changed drastically since the last time he had been in the room. All of the posters of superheroes and bands had been taken down and replaced with modern art pieces. The color of the walls had been changed from a baby blue color to a dark gray one. His bedside table which had been formerly crowded with action figures and school books now spotted manila folders, stationery and a small potted cacti.The more Felix observed the room, the more it looked to him like someone had been staying there for a while. The hardwood floors had a few scuff marks on them at the points where the room’s furniture was.
Felix stumbled over the phone as he clumsily tried to pick up the phone. “Cassie. Are you hurt? Do you know where you are?” Felix asked, each word tumbling out of his mouth quicker than a response could possibly be given.He pulled his laptop closer to himself and hurriedly started to launch the software that he had been working on ever since the night of Cassie’s disappearance. He had already set his phone so that whenever Cassie's phone came online, he would be able to track it. It had a lot of flaws but it was the best he could come up with in such short time. He couldn’t just download a regular cell phone locator off the internet to locate Cassie’s phone as she had built a series of safeguards for her phone to ensure that it was heavily guarded. She had everything on it apart from a proper password; it was both ironic and amusing. He had tried launching the app multiple times but the search always came up blank, indicating that her phone had been switched off. Now, it showed that
She startled herself awake the next morning. There was no way for her to tell if anyone had entered the room while she was asleep. As she pulled herself from the ground, she decided that anytime she was going to fall asleep, she would do so with her back to the door so that if anyone were to try to enter the room, she would know. Throughout the entire day, she anxiously waited for someone to open the door but no one did. By the time it was evening, she got into the shower and had her bath again, this time putting on her clean and dry underwear, washing her dress and then hanging it close to the radiator so that it would dry faster. It was already dark out when the dress was dry enough for her to wear and when she left the bathroom, she found another cup of ramen and a bottle of water.She had started to worry that there was a camera in the room that Robert used to determine when she was in the bathroom to come and drop her food. Before she could think about it too much, she realized t
By Cassie’s calculations, she had been Robert’s captive for six days.When she had realized that it had been him that had taken her, she had had a lot of questions, some of which she hadn’t been able to answer. Since when had he gotten out of prison? Was he working in conjunction with Big Daddy? Had he also been a part of her house being set on fire and Isabel getting shot? Would he also be going after Felix and the twins later? Where exactly was this house that he had taken her to?She still found it bizarre that he had had a hand in her kidnapping as she had forgotten all about him after she and Isabel had testified against him in court. She chided herself for not seeing it coming. His exact words to her as they had carted him into the squad car on the day of his arrest had been: I’ll get you for this you stupid bitch! That day, she had thought that his words were just an empty threat of a mad man; she had never expected him to make good on it.Judging by the fact that it had been d
In the week that Cassie had been gone, Felix had felt as if his heart had been violently ripped out from his chest, severely stomped on and then set aflame. When he had gotten home that dark and gloomy Saturday night, he had called Amanda and Isabel to inform them of what had happened. They had both in their own way panicked, but had still managed to assure him that Cassie was fine and would turn up before the next morning. Amanda had volunteered to keep the twins until the next morning so that they wouldn’t bombard him with questions about the whereabouts of their sister. In the end, Felix had had to find a way to break it to them as Cassie had still been missing by the next morning. There had been a lot of tears and visible confusion and it had taken him ages but he had finally managed to calm them down.When he had met with police officers later that week to try to figure out what had happened that night, he found that although they managed to garner some information, it was mostly
Cassie felt as if her head had been shattered into thousands of pieces by a sledgehammer, hastily put back together with hot glue and then a band of tiny people had started to use it as a venue for a rock metal concert. She felt worse than that time in her freshman year of uni when she had attended a series of parties nonstop for an entire week, drinking everything that was handed to her and dancing to every song that the DJ had played. The thing was, this time, she hadn’t been partying. In fact, she had just been… What exactly had she been doing?Cassie tried hard to recall what she had been doing before, straining her brain and ignoring the headache that intensified in her attempt to remember. Her memory came back to her in slow flashes. Riding the Ferris wheel with Felix. Being presented with a stuffed bear. Running in the rain and seeking shelter in a supermarket. Felix let go of her hand so that she could go and get a carton of milk. Try as much as she might, that was where her m
Felix steadied himself against a nearby shelf as he took quick, successive breaths. Cassie was fine. She had to be fine. He started to circle the supermarket again, searching for her amongst the multitude of shoppers. When he didn’t see her, he did it a third time. And then a fourth time. But there was still no sign of Cassie anywhere. If it were Eliza that had disappeared, his first instinct would have been that she was trying to play a cruel prank on him. But Cassie didn’t play pranks. And if she was playing one at the moment by hiding from him, she would have popped out sometime during his first search around the supermarket.He headed back to the check-out section, cutting into the queue and ignoring the people on it who complained and cursed as he shoved past them to get to the front of the line. “Have you seen my girlfriend?”Emily looked at him stunned. “No. You came to the counter without her. I remember that you mentioned her, but I never saw her. Is everything okay?” She ask