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11. Ride>It takes me a while to get the goddamn keys of the conference room. I didn’t know it could be locked. I guess it’s a cue to get a detention room in this building for such cases. After today’s incident, we are upgrading security and changing protocols, anyway. I unlock and open the door, but don’t see her inside. A chair is away from its spot. I walk towards it and see a small figure curled up on the floor on her side.“Fuck,” I mutter and rush toward her. “Riley!” I put my hand on her shoulder to shake her a little. She doesn’t bulge. I put my fingers on the base of her neck to feel her pulse. It’s slow. She is in a deep slumber.I brush her hair aside to see her face. Her skin is cold to touch and her makeup is smeared with tears. I sigh and sit next to her with my back on wall. It’s pointless to wake her up. I am sure I am the last person she would want to see. But do we have any choice?I remove my jacket and put it on her. Then I put her phone on the ta
12. Olive Branch>When I get out of the lobby to get into my Uber ride, I notice the car assigned by Mikolaj is still waiting for me. A middle-aged man gets out and walks towards me.“Ms. Riley,” He says and I instantly feel bad about the man.“I had told Mikołaj I won’t need your car,” I justify myself. Why is he even waiting?He smiles and nods.“I wanted to inform you that I have been instructed to escort your ride till you reach home.“Oh. His loud voice clarifies that he wanted the cab driver to hear this. I don’t protest and get inside my ride. It doesn’t make me feel great. But Mikolaj was right. Accepting his help in the middle of night would have been a better idea. But after what he did, I am not willing to accept any olive branch from him.I fall asleep in the cab and the fact that someone is escorting this car makes me feel a little safe. …I reach my room after an hour, then slump into my bed. The room is empty. Looks like Ira and Natalie didn’t come back.
13. Compensation > A door knock brings me out of my slumber and I realize I dozed off. I close the yearbook in my lap, then drag myself out of bed while rubbing my eyes. “Coming… Give me a minute…” This room is a mess. Ira will be pissed when she realizes I didn’t do shit the whole day. I throw the year book inside the luggage bag, then zip and push it underneath the bed. I could still make it to the last two lectures. I must. I open the door, expecting Ira or some girl, instead I see a man in a crisp gray suit standing in front of me. I blink in confusion. “Yes?” “Miss Riley. I am James Patterson.” He forwards his hand and my mind screams not to shake it. His expensive tailored suit, trimmed gray hair and neatly shaved face gives me a sense of foreboding. It’s all too familiar. Just like Mikolaj fuckin Josef, this man is scary. Not in looks, but in personality. Also, I can tell he is an attorney. My dad is one, so I know when I see one. “How can I help you?”
Now you know. > Next morning I wake up early with Jessica crying. I get out of my bed half asleep and walk towards her room and see her nanny, Hazel, trying to calm her down. “Oh my girl…“ I call her out and she opens her arms towards me. Her face is smeared with tears. Just like me, she looks tired, and is half asleep. I take her in my lap and pat her back, trying to soothe her down. “She slept very late last night and kept looking for you.” Hazel tells me and my heart clenches. “Why didn’t you call me?” She gives me a sympathetic smile. “It’s my job. Just when I thought I would call you, she fell asleep. But kids this age have significant memories… She also has bad separation anxiety due to-” I give her a hard look, and she stops herself. I know what she was about to say. ‘Because of her mom,’—Bullshit. Rose had hired her. So I understand Hazel has a soft spot for Rose on this whole matter. I wipe tears from Jessie’s face and murmur, “It won’t happen again..
15. A Kiss>“I wish you had told me earlier.”“Well… Now you know.” I give Jonas some time to contain himself. To understand the stakes. Meanwhile, I try to evaluate.I had skimmed Riley’s phone last night. It seems she does not know about the fucked up history of our families. It is a genuine surprise.Is she pretending to be clueless? Her tears.. Her rage… Was it all fake? There is no way she could have predicted last evening’s events. Unless it was an elaborate scheme. Until I get my hands on Emma, I cannot say for sure.“You have spent quite some time with Riley in the past few weeks. Right?” I ask, and he nods.“Do you think she knows about us?”Jonas scratches his stubble and shakes his head.“Mikolaj, she is so... I never felt she was vicious or vile..”I quirk my brow at him. “Has she wrapped you around her fingers already? I absolutely cannot afford that, Jonas.”He frowns and looks at me.“Don’t worry, I will handle her. Now that I know who she is… I won’t le
16. Standoff>Girls stare at me, and I know it’s a stupid plan.“Is it too dumb?” I ask.There is a moment of silence, and I want to hide under my sheets.“It is… bold,” Ira says, finally.“I don’t know how businesses work…. But can we even ask that much?” Natalie questions.My shoulders slump. With girls being skeptical, I am not sure anymore if I can follow through. I need someone in support. The fact that I cannot discuss it with dad, makes it worse. He would have known what to do. I plan to demand for a part-time job with full-time pay and benefits.“What if they offer you some low grade job?”I shake my head. “I will ask for a level 4 or above pay grade that starts from 100k a year.”“But what kind of work will they offer you?”I shrug. “Any internship is fine… It will give me job experience so I can apply at some better place after graduation.” It would be a fucking win-win if I manage to convince the lawyer. To be honest, anything that spares me from a minimum w
17. Neon Oasis>The bus pulls to a stop in front of the Dorm building. I grab my bag and make my way down the narrow aisle. I need to take a bath as soon as I reach my room. It’s Friday evening, and I babysat a 4-year-old who literally peed on my clothes.Yikes.Why do such things happen to me? Not even once, Natalie complained about anything like this. He told me a little too late while we were watching tv. I rushed him to the bathroom and… it happened.The bus leaves and neon lights casting a harsh glow around me slowly fade away. It’s barely six, and it’s dark already. Can you imagine that? This is why I like the long simmer days better.I walk towards my room with useless thoughts looming over my head. I take out my key to unlock the door, but I can hear the music blaring out of my room. Someone is in a good mood today. When I swing the door open, I see Natalie in a sexy and shiny dress with her makeup half done. Ira is carefully applying a coat of lip gloss, and I si
18. Too many drinks>As we walk through the doors of the club, a loud thump of music and energy of crowd welcomes us. The interior of the club is dark, with flashing blue lights. Dance floor is packed with people moving to the beat.Oh yes. Totally worth it.“Mr. Josef would like to have a word with you. If you would please follow me,” the bouncer says, and I realize he hasn’t left us alone. Not yet.I look at him perplexed and then at the girls, only to figure out Ira and Liam have vanished in the sea of crowds. Natalie is a few steps away, trying to find a sweet spot for us to take.“But why?” I ask and he sighs.“I have other things to take care of,” He mutters, but I hear him over the music, anyway. “I don’t know why. He knows you, Right? Please make it quick.”He tries to stay impassive, but I can tell he is annoyed. It must be hard for people like him to deal with stupidity of party-goers all night long.But do I care?Not much.“Please tell him I am not intereste