Jennie and the FBI Agent.

Chapter 6

JENNIE

My life has started revolving around the chime of phone. Well, for the past five months, it's been like that, but a different phone. Usually it's the cloned phone that has me leaping and rushing around to grab it. Not my actual phone. Not until Agent Lisa Manoban a couple of weeks ago.

LISA: Bobby just asked if you were gay.

ME: Who's Bobby?

LISA: You have no idea how much I enjoy that answer. In fact, I

just drew a few curious looks about why I'm laughing.

I have no clue why she finds that so funny.

ME: Seriously, who's Bobby?

LISA: I really want to see you again.

ME: Well, let's just both quit our jobs so we can finally have a date.

LISA: With the dead ends I'm finding on all my cases, I'm starting to wonder if it isn't time for a career change.

ME: If it makes you feel any better, I contemplated a career change too. Met a guy yesterday who was trading all his wife's dildos for a pressure washer. -.- The wife was furious when I showed up to inspect the quality of her "toys."

At least that's true. I hate the times I have to lie to her.

LISA: I just spat coffee all over my desk.

ME: How coincidental. She was apparently a spitter too. The husband informed me of that as if I wanted to know. #overshare

LISA: Stop. Please stop. Everyone here thinks I'm insane for laughing this hard.

ME: It wasn't the most awkward encounter I've had, but it certainly won't make any of my highlight reels either.

LISA: So the dildos didn't get traded for the pressure washer?

ME: Nope. And I learned that she'll need them more than ever, since he won't be touching her for a while, according to her. He wasn't happy when I left. Apparently it was my fault for showing up an hour early, because she would have been gone otherwise.

LISA: Okay. You win. I can't compete with that.

ME: #LifeGoals

LISA: Do you always go to the coffee shop where I met you?

ME: Umm..that's an abrupt shift in convo, but yes, I do. I moved here a little over a month ago, and that was the first decent cup I found.

LISA: Then I wish I had stopped there sooner than that day. I had some downtime two weeks earlier. We could have been doing this in person then.

ME: You don't always go there?

LISA: That was my first time. Bobby and I went to address some of the higher-ups about some security measures. We only stopped in that day because our regular spot was closed for renovations.

ME: Oh THAT's Bobby!

LISA: You seriously didn't remember his name?

ME: I only retain the names of people I like or want to kill.

I cringe when I read that back, realizing that's not a good joke—even though it's true—to make to a FBI agent.

LISA: Hope I'm on the right list.

I blow out a breath, then smile at the morbid joke, now that I know she's not taking it seriously.

ME: You are. Currently, you're at the top of the right list. It's been a while since I smiled like I do when we talk.

LISA: I should have kissed you.

My heart thumps in my chest as I read that back. Then I read it again. And again. And again. Each time it causes my stomach to flutter, and I try to process all the weird reactions I have to her. She makes me feel and act like the person I never thought I could be again, and I barely know her. I've only seen her twice. Yet, we don't miss a day speaking. And it's the highlight of my day.

Every day.

Every time.

Every single word.

ME: Yes. You should have. Then I could have been spared the

awkward wave I gave.

LISA: But the REALLY awkward wave was cute.

ME: Ha. Funny guy. I see how it is. It's been a while since I tried the dating scene.

Actually, it's only been about seven months, but as always, the interest level died after about a month, because all the feelings I wanted to feel never emerged. There'd be a fraction of the spark I feel with Lisa, and I'd try to force it, desperate to feel anything other than anger, hatred, rage... brokenness.

I thought I'd lost that ability. I thought they'd taken it somehow.

Then along came exactly what I had been searching for since before I started the kill list. The problem is the fact she's sort of my opposite in the not so good way. Meaning, I kill people and she catches killers. And I can't stop. I wish I hadn't met her so early on in my list. There are still many more names on my list. I still have to right so many wrongs. My phone chimes, and I look down, smiling before I can help myself.

LISA: Then I definitely should have kissed you.

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