The Revenge Scam

One truth and a lie

"Getting some food? Sophia you are bloody! And unless you killed the food yourself you should be."

She was silent for a few minutes and Charles gasped.

"Oh my word you killed someone!!"

"No no I didn't kill anyone, it's called self defence."

"Self defence my foot! I'm stuck in Italy with a killer. Oh my lord~"

He groaned and bowed his head in remorse to his now "fallen" state.

Charles looked up at her and sighed,
"You shouldn't be doing stuff like that, it is unconventional."

Sophia scoffed. "You're the one to speak, Charles. Look at yourself, wearing a nightgown with one of the most ridiculous hats I've ever seen. I'd say that's unconventional." She walked over to her bed and sat down

He looked down at his pajamas sadly...
'I thought it looked nice.'

His thoughts were cut short as he heard her talking.

"Don't you want to know what I figured out?"
Charles looked at her with wide eyes,

"Figured out?! Well of course I want to know!"

"Ok, so I got to the market and I was actually going to get food mind you. I was about to pay for them but then I noticed this guy being really sketchy. So obviously I followed him"

Charles gave her a look and she flicked his forehead.

"Don't give me that look. I followed them and that is when they attacked me."

"They? How many were there?"

"Possibly four~"

"Four people...SOPHIA!"

"Well what was I supposed to do! I already said that I had no choice. The last one said something about the fifth one still being out there. We have people going after us."

"Okay okay..:I am kind of understanding everything but my one question is. Why aren't you so badly hurt? You have blood over you but it doesn't look like actual blood splattering. I mean of course if you used a gun, but even then..."

"I had a lot more on me, but I cleaned some of it off. I'm not going to show up back here covered in blood. It'll be too obvious. What are you a amateur? "

"Yes...yes I am! Because I do not kill people!"

After telling him this and watching his face turn grim, she went to the crusty bathroom.

Sophia had her arm hanging above the sink, a slight gash strung across it. It looked as though it went deep into her skin.

She didn't seem too disturbed by it and was aggressively rubbing it under the sink to get the blood off of the rest of her arm, where it had spilled.
There were no tears in her eyes, in fact, she looked almost accustomed to it, like it had happened on numerous occasions.

Charles still seemed bothered by it, but by the way she talked so casually about killing people he wasn't surprised.

He ran into the bathroom and gingerly took her arm in his hands. Trying to ignore the butterflies that erupted in his stomach,

"Ok, ok, don't worry, I got you."

'What in the world am I saying?'
He thought as he looked at her cut.

"What! I don't need help from you! Why do you care anyway?"

"I don't know why I care. I think I care about you because I-"

Sophia grew a look of confusion on her face,

"You care about me? Because what? Wait, do you mean you fancy me?"

She slid past him and walked into the room laughing,

"Oh Charles, you always make me laugh. You like me? Ha, that is hilarious. I am way out of your league. You are being paid to figure out my case, not to fall for me."

Charles turned red and became flustered.

"Me, liking you? No, that's not at all true. I mean to say because I want to be paid. I'm aware of the amount I am getting to solve this case. Just because you are an heir to a company doesn't mean that you can go around doing whatever you want. There are some people trying to do their jobs here."

"Doing their job? I haven't seen you do any work lately. I'm sure that I have discovered more today than you have so far. All you have done is go around and write poems while walking around the city,"

She grabbed her nightclothes and headed to the washroom,before she headed in she stopped at the door
"Your poems aren't bad but I'd consider doing your job instead."

She disappeared leaving Charles wordless

. She read my poems! How dare she do that.

He looked over to his notebook and placed it inside the nightstand.

What was the nonsense about me liking her? Who in their right mind would like her. There is no way that I like her...right?

His thoughts were interrupted by Sohpia entering back into the room.

She didn't look at him and headed straight to her bed. "Well, I bid you goodnight Charles." She slipped into the covers and fell asleep, her arm now covered in bandages.

"Goodnight Sophia."

He said softly as he too began to fall asleep.

There is no way I like her...no way at all.