Page 40 of Her Gluttony
“You’re a liar,” she says threateningly.
“Whatever helps you sleep at night,” I say, turn and walk away.
“I will have you arrested for it,” she calls after me.
“No, you won’t,” I tell her as I turn back to her. “Choose wisely, Special Agent Shaw. The world isn’t waiting for you unless you make it,” I say and walk without looking back. I have, after all, a Russian oligarch to find.
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PLAYLIST: LIONS INSIDE –VALLEY OF WOLVES
Ilean against the door and stare at my apartment. It feels dirty, filthy, invaded.
She has been in here. I know it. That’s how she knows so much about me.
I am fuming inside, fired by the desire to burn down the entire apartment. Which I won’t do, of course, but I’d love to.
“Gods, this woman!” I shout. I despise her because of all the workload I have, my apartment is my place of peace. And now, I have to uproot everything.
I drop my leather jacket to the floor and get to work.
For the entire night, I searched and checked every last inch of my apartment. I check for any transmissions, like from microphones, cameras, or whatever else she might have placed in here.
But I find nothing.
It is my job to find what people try to hide. But there is simply nothing. And I am good at my job.
I groan as I sit on the floor in the middle of my living room, as my phone alarm beeps.
I jump up, stare at it as I get the notice that Avery moved out of her five-mile radius.
I am frozen.
She’s doing it.
I didn’t believe she’d do it that fast.
I glance at my watch. It’s three in the morning.
“You little fucker,” I tell her.
I get a call from the supervisor who tells me she’s on the move.
“I know,” I say. “Already saw it. I’m on it.”
We hang up, and I dial her number.
It rings.
“Yes,” she answers in a whisper.
“What the fuck are you doing?” I curse at her. “You’re out of your radius.”
“I know,” she says. “But you told me to look into the Fullerton case, and I am just doing what you told me?—“
I remove the phone from my ear, put her on speaker, and stare at the map.
