"No!" I heard Jacob . His face was red and angry . He was standing upright, his shoulders curved forward, ready for confrontation .
"Agent Hunt, the question was directed towards the board members and not you," I stated rudely, before giving a meaningful look to said members .
"We will not pretend to understand your reasons, agent Vincent," one of them spoke . He cleared his throat and suck permission from his colleagues so that he could speak . "As reluctant as we are to remove you from the Murray case, we are delighted to see you take the initiative and actively participate in such a huge deal . "
"Thank you," I said, relief flooding through me .
"Bringing down Luke Darcy is no easy task, agent . Let me remind you of the fact," another one spoke up .
"We all agree that you are perfect for the job, but we have a few demands that we will want to make . And we demand that you give us time to consider the pros and cons and decide if we will go with your plan or not . "
"As you wish," I breathed and then stood up . "I will be waiting outside to receive the final verdict," I promised and turned to leave . I could hear Jacob's footsteps behind me . As the door hissed closed, I heard his breathing become harsher and his footsteps become lighter .
"How long are we going to ignore what is really happening over here, Mia?"
"Agent Hunt, shall I remind you that we are in our place of employment and speaking so informally to a fellow agent is frowned upon inside the premises . It shows weakness . The heir to the throne of this organization has no place for showing weakness . You must remember that in the future," I informed him . My words were scalding, but there was sarcasm there to soothe the heat .
"Fuck you, Mia Vincent . You talk about weakness!" he scoffed . I didn't stop, though . I kept walking . I had expected the outburst . "You are the one showing weakness . That evening when I saw you outside that seedy bar, I knew what was going to happen . Did you think that I couldn't see how you leaned into him as you spoke?" he spat out . "All this while you told tales of hatred and revenge, and now you are cowering in a corner, purring like a cat as he strokes your ego and bewitches you . "
"He has not bewitched me," I growled as I walked faster .
"Oh, really? You are wearing his shirt, you look freshly fucked and you have mad eyes . He makes you have those eyes . You look so pathetic right now that I can't even remember the woman whose thirst for revenge drove her to practice day in and day out to shoot right between the eyes every fucking time . "
"She's right here, but your over-imaginative mind has warped the image," I told him with all the spite I had in my body .
"I'm your friend, Mia . I can see that you are slipping . He has you . Don't you see it? He's taking you away from me—from who you are . He's doing this on purpose . You know it! You've always known it . "
"This decision has nothing to do with it, Jake . I am preserving my life . I know what will happen in the end . I can see it flashing in front of my eyes every time I close my eyes . I can't sleep because of the fear of dying . . . the fear of turning into fodder for weeds to grow in scared me . I can kill an army and sleep without a wink of guilt, but I cannot do that with the fear that I now have embedded in my system . I need to get rid of it . I need to purify myself and burn all signs of weakness . This fear is my weakness . I must stop it from infesting all over me . I want to live . "
"There are other ways . "
"I don't think so . I don't want it any other way . " I confessed .
"You're in love with him," his strangled whisper made me want to reach out and put my hands over his mouth to stop him from saying anything else .
I hissed as he removed my hand and then just stared at me .
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