* The next morning *
Everyone entered the office as early as possible due to the meeting.
" David and I are watching the control room. You all can continue with the meeting. We have some work to catch up with " said Emma. She indicated something crucial that she has to discuss with Mr. Grover too.
" Okay we'll be outside and if you need help we'll be just outside the door," said David.
*Inside the meeting*
" So what's the plan ?" Said Christine.
" How on earth is the information getting leaked from a damn intelligence agency ?" Asked Christian.
" I don't know how but who would be doing it?" said Amyra looking at Christian... Confused face. Her eyes are a bit red cause he's hungover. Dressed in formal she's looking fine even after getting drunk the last night. Her hair isn't combed properly, it's no time to dress up.
" Alex and I have been working here for years now and not once have we faced such a thing," said Christian placing his eyes on Alex who nodded in response.
"Can't trust each other now?" said Amyra.
"You doubt anyone?" asked Christian, shifting to his seat to listen to her. His face stiff not sure what he's thinking.
"I really don't know, I have no idea why is this happening and this shouldn't have happened," said Amyra getting up from her seat to get a cup of expresso.
Amyra took her seat after some time while others were sitting in pin-drop silence because they couldn't understand why would anyone do this.
" We've got to do something now. It's getting out of hand "
Said, Amyra before taking the seat.
Amyra was into her head too much and Christine thought to change the subject...
" The next attack is going to be in a school. The school is located near the central park. It's only for students starting from infant till 10 years of age " said Christine walking up to the projector screen to show the map of the city.
"Oh a kindergarten," said Alex
" How many children are going to be there tomorrow?" Asked Christian to make eye contact with her.
Christine's pov:
Why does he look at me that way? An entire zoo forms in my tummy. Focus Christine...
" I'm not quite sure. But around 500 to 1000 students are going to be there tomorrow as far as my knowledge stretches " said Christine, breaking her eye contact and looking at the projector.
" We've got to come up with a solid plan by today evening," said Alex.
" Yes, we have to, " said Amyra.
"For now the meeting is dismissed," said Christian... Getting up from the chair and moving out with Alex murmuring about something...
*Few minutes later*
" So?" Said Christine
"What?" Amyra said sipping her daily dose of energy ( coffee)
" Don't you think we have something to discuss ?"
"About what?"
"Last night!! "
"Why what happened last night?"
"Oh my my you don't remember Amy! how can you forget?"
"What the fuck are you talking about bruh!!!"
"You both did"
"Did what!!"
Christian showed her the sexual sign with her fingers...
"No way!!" said Amyra... Her eyes popped out. She choked on the coffee.
"You were drunk honey!!, I'm happy that happened"
"You've -
Amyra was going to say something when Christian came in and asked for Christine to come with him, Christine winked at her and left Amyra in a whirl of thoughts and worries.
Amyra's pov:
Did I really...
" Yes what happened?" asked Christine.
"Can't I call you without any reason?" asked Christian looking deep into her soul with his deep greenish eyes. They both were outside their office looking at each other.
"No, I didn't mean that, I thought there has to be something that's why you called"
"I want you to come with me to the bookstore"
*Christine's pov*
What? Wait what? Did he really just-
" Is it because I told you how much I love bookstores yesterday?"
Christian's Pov:
"I just want to spend time with you... "
"Yes... and also I need to grab some books so need you as my consultant"
Christine thought about it for quite a while and finally spoke up.
"Oh cool, lemme grab my keys"
"I'm driving," said Christian.
"Nope, I am and you're gonna taste the speed today"
"Oooh I would love that"
They both got into the car, Christian would be the first person to open the driver seat's door for Christine and let her sit.
"Ready?"
"Of course"
Christine drove her Mercedes at 110 km/hr like it was no man's business. Christine looked at Christian and raised one eyebrow and smiled. Christine's hand was on the gear when Christian placed his hand on top of her. It gave both of them goosebumps. He knew exactly what he was doing, he was calming her down. She automatically slowed down. She stopped the car at the red light. Christian was slowly caressing her hand as if she couldn't feel it. They both were feeling something in their stomach but didn't know what.
Both's pov:
What's wrong with me?
They both were lost in each other's eyes when the car at the back honked at them, Christine came back to reality and drove away. Christian didn't leave her hand, he didn't want to leave. When they reached the bookstore.
"We are here," said Christine looking at him.
"Mhm"
"Christian my hand" she nudged telling him to leave.
"I wanna hold it forever," Christian said under his breath looking at their intertwined fingers.
"Sorry?"
"Nothing... let's go"
Before leaving Christine held back Christian by his arm...
"Why do I feel so unreal when I'm with you?"
"And why do I feel so at home with you?" asked Christian. "So safe and so at peace" he added.
"I really don't know but whatever it is I don't want this to end"
"Whatever is meant to happen will happen, but I'll do anything in my power not to lose you in any shape or form," said Christine which a genuine spark in his eyes.
"Me too"
There was a pause, a silence not an awkward one but the quietness meant they read and understood something in each other. Eyes speak more than words do.
"Should we leave now ma'am ?"
"Yes sir"
They both giggled and entered the bookstore together. When you're in love you don't need a reason to be in it. You can't control when and to who you'll fall in love but you can definitely control when to let it go.
YOU ARE READING
NOW YOU KNOW
Mystery / Thriller" WHO A-ARE YOU " said amyra panting for breath. She was trembling and couldn't move due to the pain in her legs . Her face was covered in sweat mixed with her tears . Christine is a 24 years old working in CIA . She is half Indian and half America...
