Abditory [H.S]

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This chapter's pov is unknown. Im leaving yall to guess who. Its kinda pretty obvious but still.

Unknown person

I go over the papers on my desk one last time, checking to see if everything's in place before I flick the lights off, shutting the door behind me.

I walk over to the office at the end of the hall, knocking on the door gently before entering. There she sits on the desk in the middle, her blonde hair covering the entire side of her gorgeous face while she stares at the large computer in front of her.

"He was just seen leaving the building." She states while I step over to her, rubbing her shoulders slightly before bending over to kiss her head.

"Where's he driving off to?" I sit at the edge of the desk, seeing a pen in her hand as she writes down every detail.

"No idea. He's been sitting in the car for the past five minutes and twenty seconds."

"Let's go home and rest for now. It's almost 10pm. You've stayed a long time in here, baby." I grab her face to push her vision off the computer screen, her crystal blue eyes catching mine.

"I'm fine. I just need to see where he goes off to next." She drops my hands away from her cheeks and stares back at the screen.

"You're tiring yourself a lot. You need some rest." I try to persue her into just leaving the man alone and coming with me. She's been watching him for the past few months and we haven't caught one interesting thing about him other than the obvious ones we know.

"He's started the car, follow him." She orders into the speaker, making me look back to see the car driving.

"He's driving home." I point out in boredom.

"Nah. I have a feeling it's to that woman's house again." She sets a theory, the two of us watching the in real life movie.

I get some call in the middle of it, making her glare at me in annoyance before I chuckle and go to answer it. It's my driver, he's probably waiting outside for me.

I tell him to wait some more as I continue to watch this boring movie. It's the same cycle everyday, but she just believes something different will happen soon.

I decide to take a seat as she continues to watch him, spreading my legs and getting comfortable as I am sure this'll take longer than usual.

I run a hand through my hair, not feeling the way my fingers usually violate them. They're not as long as before since I've recently cut them. I feel like cutting them more but my girl tells me not to stick to a hairstyle at least once a month; I keep changing it at every chance I get.

"Oh my god!" I hear her exclaim loudly, looking back at her to see her writing his actions down on the papers.

"The bitch actually went there. I was right!" She says with wide eyes, grinning widely at how she always guesses his next movements correctly.

"He went to her house!?" I raise my eyebrows in shock, not have expected him to do that.

"Yep, parked outside, too." She keeps her eyes on the screen.

"Hey little bird, how's your position?" She speaks into her small mic, hearing the man sigh.

"I told you to stop calling me that, blondie."

"Stop calling me blondie, then. Plus, you're our eyes and ears, what else should we call you?" She smirks, knowing she's getting on his nerves.

"Literally anything else." He states, tired of her since she's been saying that for months.