Chasing Her

CHAPTER 3

It all suddenly became very clear. The old friendships suddenly reaching out, wanting to come and visit, the drive to make sure they had her address. This was all a set up. She had ran for a reason. Now he was back in her life. She needed to disappear again, while this blew over. She made arrangements for a shell to encompass her company, change in names, CEO everything, at least for a couple of weeks. It was just a shell. Decidedly she set someone to "live" in her home, covering every base. "hey Alex, Lyric. Please let me wire you some money for my usage. I need to assume your identity for a couple of weeks and you need to be me"

"Wait what, hello to you too"

"sorry I am going a million miles an hour. Why don't you come to the house and we can talk about everything that-" hyperventilating, she paced around the living room until she heard the door open.

"I used my spare key to get in, okay girl tell me what is going on"

She gently guided me to the couch and waited until I was ready to speak; "remember when I told you all about Chris?"

"ah yes, you're the runaway bride. Whats up?"

"well he found me, I have no idea how, well I kind of do, but I need to flee for a couple of weeks make sure they go back stateside and come back to my real life. This is where you come into play, I assume who you are and basically you are me with a different last name, to plausibly make the oh same name mistake"

"okay, I'm all for it, where will you be? Why will you need to use my cards and bank info? It's not like he will have access to any of that?

"I cannot trust that he will not. I will be using cash but for the hotel and all that I do need cards.

"sure what the hell, here." She pulled her cards out of her wallet and placed them on the coffee table.

"I will make sure you want for nothing. And plus I know your boss will be more than understanding

"shut up I'm just your most gullible editor.

"and best friend! I'll be in Paris probably for the next two months, they all have resources to find me. Feel free to customize and change anything you want.

"okay, when do you leave?

"right now. Welcome home!"

As she left her home, packed and ready to go, she started to feel that unease of leaving for the very first time. An American emigrated to London, emigrating to France all for a guy. Pa-the-tic.

Alex paced around and sent a text as the guilt was creeping up from her toes all the way up her body.  At that same time, the phone rang for decoy Lyric. before she could even say hello, the voice spoke "Alex? Did she buy it?"

"Chris, I don't know how long I'll help you. She is my best friend. I just want her to be happy."

"I understand but you have to understand how much I love her. When I found her location I knew she would flee the second I sent her the computer. I needed to reach out and generate a plan b. that is why I reached out a month ago. Please, she is everything to me, she deserves to know and feel better about what happened, s-she deserves better than me. But I just cannot let her go. She keeps me alive. P-please tell me where she went." A loud sob came through her receiver making her heart flutter with the agony of the two broken modern day Romeo and Juliet. "fine, just collect yourself. She will be in paris. I will not tell you where she is staying, or anything. If you really love her and want her you will move the entire city if you must, to find her." "that is more than I had to go on before. I will find her and you will be at the wedding." "calm down, big shot. Find her first. Then you can shop for flowers".