Kapitel 13: The Connivance
It was such a mess to be waking up with the front door open. Luke Martin woke up from the sofa in the living area, and he did not notice that he had left the door open when he got in. He walked to the door and closed it, then got back to the sofa. Sitting down, he searched for his mobile phone which he found in the left front pocket of his black leather pants. He quickly got up, walked to the door and closed it. He went back to the sofa and sat, checking his phone for notifications. "She has been trying to reach me for hours," he said as he dialled back the number, a shout came from the other line. "What the hell is going on?" The woman shouted at Luke, and as he felt the sound of her voice he immediately lifted his arm, moving the phone away from his face. After he placed it back, Luke calmly apologized. "I'm sorry Vivian, I was trying to.." she cut him off, "Trying to what, Luke? You shouldn’t have attacked her.. What if you got caught?" He laughed a bit, "but I didn't. And guess what, a retired teacher can do nothing." "You moron, you need to be more careful next time. By the way," she paused, and then continued as Luke is now resting his back on the sofa, "I've contacted a few people, and the footage from the security cameras have all been deleted." He replied, "That's good news, Viv. I just hope your Jonathan would not get in the way, or else.." "Else what? You take care of your job and I'll go take care of Jon." before she ended the call, she remembered one thing, "and please stop calling me Viv." Luke laughed a bit and replied, "All right then, miss Vivian Desmonde." The call ended, and Luke went upstairs to change and sleep.
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After ending the call, Vivian Desmonde gets in her robe and walks to the infinity pool, waiting for the sun to finally set. She chose a beautiful spot, and sat on a chaise made of rattan. She ordered a drink from a waiter who walked by, but before she could make the first sip, her mobile phone rang. She answered and tapped the earpiece onto her left ear. "It's me," said the man from the other line. "I was hoping to see you, very soon." It was Evan, but Vivian does not seem interested at all, raised an eyebrow and replied. "I can't. I'm busy, dealing with a lot of things right now." She immediately hung up, placed the phone on top of the table, finished her drink and rested her back on the chaise then closed her eyes. Vivian fell into a nap, and did not come to notice the man that had seated on the chaise next to hers. The tall man decided to not wake her up, left an envelope on the table, right beside her mobile phone and left. Ten minutes had passed when Vivian woke up and found the envelope beside her phone. Written on a white paper was "My wife and daughter need me. I am going back to them. I'm sorry Viv. Love, Evan." She read it out loud, and made a frown. She thought to herself, "I knew this was going to happen." She folded back the paper and noticed that there is something else inside the envelope. There was an aerial photo of a house, with a man trying to get out through the bedroom window. At the back of it was a handwriting which states, “Noughton Apartments, St. Vincent, security footage Aug 15, 2006”. Vivian's eyes widened. She reached for her phone, hands trembling, her heart was beating too fast. She dialled but couldn't reach Luke. She finally gave up, got up and went back to her suite.
Geschenke
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erhalten Wöchentlicher Energiestatus
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Rangliste 
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