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Authors: Alyse Zaftig
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just did some...ah...wet work." They both knew that Andreas was a gun man, primarily, but it wouldn't do to openly discuss it out in the back of the restaurant.
"We should get inside."
Chung and Andreas walked into the restaurant's kitchen before going into a backroom.
"Give me a minute." Andreas watched as Chung used his thumbprint to boot up a huge computer that was connected to a gigantic monitor.
Andreas fought the urge to bite his nails, a habit that had been beaten out of him at a young age. His eyes flicked to the clock on the wall. Time was ticking fast. He needed to find Phoebe as soon as he possibly could. He didn't want to think about the worst case scenario. If her kidnapper meant to hurt Phoebe, it was already done and Andreas was powerless to stop it. He thought that whomever had made that phone call could have given a violent incentive during the phone call, but that didn't mean that it wouldn't be escalated to that level if they didn't follow through with the missing weapon.
Andreas watched as Chung's screen filled with the big word BLOCKED in red letters.
Something had to give. Andreas banged his fist on the table enough to make him bite a curse. He leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms, fuming. Drawing in a breath, he pulled his photo out of his pocket and opened the photo gallery.
Passing the phone over to Chung, he asked, "Can you replicate this?"
Chung's brows drew together. "Have we met?" Chung's reputation, the shadowy one that Andreas wasn't sure of, was confirmed. He knew that Chung did any paperwork…
"How long?"
"One hour. Two, tops."
"I need a meeting with Ezra, too."
Chung drew in a breath.
“I’m pretty reasonable, but you know what Ezra costs." It wasn't quite his firstborn, but it was pretty close.
"It's fine. I can handle it."
23
Scary
Phoebe
P hoebe heard a knock on her door.
"I was wondering if you'd like to take a stroll in the garden?"
"Yes." Phoebe would handle his presence if she didn't have to stare at the wall of her bedroom.
She heard the door being unlocked. The slick, elegant man was standing outside of her bedroom. "Excellent."
He took her arm again, and Phoebe wondered if he was trying to prevent her from running away by keeping in basically constant contact with her. They went down the stairs until they got out of the house. Phoebe looked at the big wall that ran all the way around the property and groaned. Escaping wouldn't be very easy. There was barbed wire across the top, which definitely spoiled the look but would prevent her from climbing a wall and going over.
Now they were outside of a greenhouse. Odhran opened it up by twisting the doorknob. "I have a special affinity for carnivorous plants. They smell very sweet."
Phoebe walked with him through the greenhouse that contained dozens upon dozens of carnivorous plants. She almost gagged from the sickly sweet smell of decay. Carnivorous plants didn't smell good at all. They screamed of blood money spent with the ego of a self-made king who cut his way through the competition.
"You know, some carnivorous plants are large enough to eat rodents. Or pieces of meat. Would you like to feed one?"
Phoebe suppressed a shudder. "No, thank you."
"A shame." She watched him turn to a small bloody bowl and toss a piece of meat into a big carnivorous plant. "This is a pitcher plant with a capacity of approximately 2 liters."
"Fascinating." Phoebe's skin was crawling. She didn't want to be in a greenhouse full of plants that could eat her. The message that he was sending was unmistakable. He could afford expensive plants and he was powerful enough to keep them all going.
She didn't know where her impulse control was when she asked, "When can I go home?"
His eyes changed shade from a pale green to a dark grey, as if he had a thunderstorm inside. He locked eyes with her.
"Will you indulge me in some of your dancing? I know that you've done ballet and modern. I've been told that you're quite something to
"We should get inside."
Chung and Andreas walked into the restaurant's kitchen before going into a backroom.
"Give me a minute." Andreas watched as Chung used his thumbprint to boot up a huge computer that was connected to a gigantic monitor.
Andreas fought the urge to bite his nails, a habit that had been beaten out of him at a young age. His eyes flicked to the clock on the wall. Time was ticking fast. He needed to find Phoebe as soon as he possibly could. He didn't want to think about the worst case scenario. If her kidnapper meant to hurt Phoebe, it was already done and Andreas was powerless to stop it. He thought that whomever had made that phone call could have given a violent incentive during the phone call, but that didn't mean that it wouldn't be escalated to that level if they didn't follow through with the missing weapon.
Andreas watched as Chung's screen filled with the big word BLOCKED in red letters.
Something had to give. Andreas banged his fist on the table enough to make him bite a curse. He leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms, fuming. Drawing in a breath, he pulled his photo out of his pocket and opened the photo gallery.
Passing the phone over to Chung, he asked, "Can you replicate this?"
Chung's brows drew together. "Have we met?" Chung's reputation, the shadowy one that Andreas wasn't sure of, was confirmed. He knew that Chung did any paperwork…
"How long?"
"One hour. Two, tops."
"I need a meeting with Ezra, too."
Chung drew in a breath.
“I’m pretty reasonable, but you know what Ezra costs." It wasn't quite his firstborn, but it was pretty close.
"It's fine. I can handle it."
23
Scary
Phoebe
P hoebe heard a knock on her door.
"I was wondering if you'd like to take a stroll in the garden?"
"Yes." Phoebe would handle his presence if she didn't have to stare at the wall of her bedroom.
She heard the door being unlocked. The slick, elegant man was standing outside of her bedroom. "Excellent."
He took her arm again, and Phoebe wondered if he was trying to prevent her from running away by keeping in basically constant contact with her. They went down the stairs until they got out of the house. Phoebe looked at the big wall that ran all the way around the property and groaned. Escaping wouldn't be very easy. There was barbed wire across the top, which definitely spoiled the look but would prevent her from climbing a wall and going over.
Now they were outside of a greenhouse. Odhran opened it up by twisting the doorknob. "I have a special affinity for carnivorous plants. They smell very sweet."
Phoebe walked with him through the greenhouse that contained dozens upon dozens of carnivorous plants. She almost gagged from the sickly sweet smell of decay. Carnivorous plants didn't smell good at all. They screamed of blood money spent with the ego of a self-made king who cut his way through the competition.
"You know, some carnivorous plants are large enough to eat rodents. Or pieces of meat. Would you like to feed one?"
Phoebe suppressed a shudder. "No, thank you."
"A shame." She watched him turn to a small bloody bowl and toss a piece of meat into a big carnivorous plant. "This is a pitcher plant with a capacity of approximately 2 liters."
"Fascinating." Phoebe's skin was crawling. She didn't want to be in a greenhouse full of plants that could eat her. The message that he was sending was unmistakable. He could afford expensive plants and he was powerful enough to keep them all going.
She didn't know where her impulse control was when she asked, "When can I go home?"
His eyes changed shade from a pale green to a dark grey, as if he had a thunderstorm inside. He locked eyes with her.
"Will you indulge me in some of your dancing? I know that you've done ballet and modern. I've been told that you're quite something to
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