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pawn in the big picture.
Neil and Carl might not
be as bad as I thought as criminals. They might be good with me, and ultimately,
they will let me go. They will walk away and I will be trapped, Prof. Collins will
be trapped.
Yesterday, I told Neil that
I take care of my own responsibilities, and I would. I was in this alone, but I
would come out of it no matter what. I was not weak. I was Janet, my father’s daughter,
who never gives up on anything.
I glanced again in the mirror,
and this time it was me, not some virtual image. And this time, there was not just
one image; there were two.
Neil was standing behind
me, staring at me with those ocean blue eyes that bore into mine steadily through
the mirror. I felt a rush of emotion through me that I couldn’t understand. His
eyes had the power to hold me immobilized--no need of Etorphine Hydrochloride
here. Unable to hold that power gaze, I blinked my eyelids downward.
He didn’t say anything,
didn’t do anything, just stood there looking at me. I felt like I’d melt under his
gaze.
At that precise moment,
Carl entered to my reprieve. “Ready to go?”
I composed myself. “Actually,
I’m not feeling well. You guys carry on. I’ll just stay here and take a nap.” I
blurted out to my relief without faltering.
Neil came over to me and
touched my cheek. Warmth spread through me. “What happened? Are you cold?”
I was incapable of speech
just then. “ Angel ?” Asked Neil, concern clearly in his voice.
“I…No, I mean, yes, I feel
a little nauseous, maybe the side-effects of Etorphine.” I managed to speak.
He retrieved his hand hesitatingly.
“I’ll stay with you.”
“No!!” I replied immediately.
“I mean, Carl’s dying to see the show.”
Carl looked like he wanted
to be somewhere else, anywhere but here. “I knew I should have brought a date.”
Neil glanced at Carl apologetically. “Go on, stay here, I’ll find a date. But you
owe me one, my friend.” With that, he stormed out of the suite.
“There was no need to sadden
him. You should go with him.”
“If you don’t leave, how
will I formulate my escape plan number God knows what part 2? Leave, Neil, I don’t
want to harm you.”
But of course, he was not
a fool. He must have observed something fishy in my voice and behavior. And he himself
had said that he will curb my every chance. Then I had no choice except this. I’ve
got to do this. I took a deep breath.
“He’ll be fine. I hate those
shows anyway.” He took my hand, sat me on the couch, and made himself comfortable
beside me. I shifted uncomfortably.
I scanned the room and found
what I’d been looking for, fifteen feet from me, ten feet north and five feet diagonally.
“So, you’re gonna hand me
over tomorrow. Right?” I asked.
“ Angel …..” Neil started,
staring at me intently.
“Don’t, don’t call me that.
Don’t you dare? And please don’t pretend like you care.” Un huh, that rhymed. I
shot up. “I’m just an assignment for you, not a person. I get it ok. Just stop that.”
I cried.
He straightened, “Stop what?”
Unable to say more, I hurried
away from him. “Stop that thing you do with your eyes.” He was suddenly behind me.
“What do I do with my eyes, Angel ?” His breath tickled my ear. My own breath
became ragged. “Your eyes speak, Neil. I don’t know if I hear the right note or
not, but it creates an illusion that drives me away. But I don’t want to drift away,
Neil, because there’s nothing but a dead end there.”
He slowly turned me to face
him, his hands touching my bare arms, creating sensations that were all alien to
me. “How could you do this? You’re not a monster, Neil. Then why? Why are you doing
this to me? I don’t wanna die, Neil. Please, I don’t wanna die. Don’t do this. I
want to live.” A lone tear escaped my eye and my voice cracked.
He hesitatingly wiped
away my tears, his palm lingering more than necessary on my cheek. “You won’t die, Angel
Neil and Carl might not
be as bad as I thought as criminals. They might be good with me, and ultimately,
they will let me go. They will walk away and I will be trapped, Prof. Collins will
be trapped.
Yesterday, I told Neil that
I take care of my own responsibilities, and I would. I was in this alone, but I
would come out of it no matter what. I was not weak. I was Janet, my father’s daughter,
who never gives up on anything.
I glanced again in the mirror,
and this time it was me, not some virtual image. And this time, there was not just
one image; there were two.
Neil was standing behind
me, staring at me with those ocean blue eyes that bore into mine steadily through
the mirror. I felt a rush of emotion through me that I couldn’t understand. His
eyes had the power to hold me immobilized--no need of Etorphine Hydrochloride
here. Unable to hold that power gaze, I blinked my eyelids downward.
He didn’t say anything,
didn’t do anything, just stood there looking at me. I felt like I’d melt under his
gaze.
At that precise moment,
Carl entered to my reprieve. “Ready to go?”
I composed myself. “Actually,
I’m not feeling well. You guys carry on. I’ll just stay here and take a nap.” I
blurted out to my relief without faltering.
Neil came over to me and
touched my cheek. Warmth spread through me. “What happened? Are you cold?”
I was incapable of speech
just then. “ Angel ?” Asked Neil, concern clearly in his voice.
“I…No, I mean, yes, I feel
a little nauseous, maybe the side-effects of Etorphine.” I managed to speak.
He retrieved his hand hesitatingly.
“I’ll stay with you.”
“No!!” I replied immediately.
“I mean, Carl’s dying to see the show.”
Carl looked like he wanted
to be somewhere else, anywhere but here. “I knew I should have brought a date.”
Neil glanced at Carl apologetically. “Go on, stay here, I’ll find a date. But you
owe me one, my friend.” With that, he stormed out of the suite.
“There was no need to sadden
him. You should go with him.”
“If you don’t leave, how
will I formulate my escape plan number God knows what part 2? Leave, Neil, I don’t
want to harm you.”
But of course, he was not
a fool. He must have observed something fishy in my voice and behavior. And he himself
had said that he will curb my every chance. Then I had no choice except this. I’ve
got to do this. I took a deep breath.
“He’ll be fine. I hate those
shows anyway.” He took my hand, sat me on the couch, and made himself comfortable
beside me. I shifted uncomfortably.
I scanned the room and found
what I’d been looking for, fifteen feet from me, ten feet north and five feet diagonally.
“So, you’re gonna hand me
over tomorrow. Right?” I asked.
“ Angel …..” Neil started,
staring at me intently.
“Don’t, don’t call me that.
Don’t you dare? And please don’t pretend like you care.” Un huh, that rhymed. I
shot up. “I’m just an assignment for you, not a person. I get it ok. Just stop that.”
I cried.
He straightened, “Stop what?”
Unable to say more, I hurried
away from him. “Stop that thing you do with your eyes.” He was suddenly behind me.
“What do I do with my eyes, Angel ?” His breath tickled my ear. My own breath
became ragged. “Your eyes speak, Neil. I don’t know if I hear the right note or
not, but it creates an illusion that drives me away. But I don’t want to drift away,
Neil, because there’s nothing but a dead end there.”
He slowly turned me to face
him, his hands touching my bare arms, creating sensations that were all alien to
me. “How could you do this? You’re not a monster, Neil. Then why? Why are you doing
this to me? I don’t wanna die, Neil. Please, I don’t wanna die. Don’t do this. I
want to live.” A lone tear escaped my eye and my voice cracked.
He hesitatingly wiped
away my tears, his palm lingering more than necessary on my cheek. “You won’t die, Angel
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