Our Secret

Chapter 66: Results and Solutions

Artemis POV

"Artemis!" I hear my name being shouted from out in the hallway followed by a door opening and slamming shut

"I'm trying to nap" I mutter, not bothering to open my eyes

"It's important, I know whose blood was used to write the note," Emerald says, panting

"Tell me. I'm all ears" I don't need to open my eyes to hear something

"Okay, well the blood belongs to you," she says and my eyes pop open

My blood? "What do you mean?"

"The blood is yours Artemis. We tested it three times and it came back as yours each time" Arlen speaks up

This is fucking absurd! How did Igor even manage to get my blood? Surely the blood he had from a few years back can't have been any good

"We just need one thing from you" Nick calmly says. He pats my forearm trying to a vein and once finding one he sticks a needle into it, drawing out blood

That sneaky bastard. He drew my blood for this reason! What a clever piece of shit he is... more so his father

"Artemis, where did you go? This isn't the time to zone out!" I slowly turn my head over to Declan

"It was Nick. While we were in Russia, he took a syringe full of my blood and when he shot me I bled on the floor" Not only does Igor have a syringe with my blood I know he found a way to get most of my blood off the floor

"What do we do?" Miles now asks

"It's out of our control. What we need to do is focus on Gerald. Have you uploaded the touchpad to your laptop yet?" Whatever Igor has planned with that blood isn't my concern but at least I will be expecting something to happen.

"Oh, yes I opened it, we should go to the meeting room so everyone can see everything," Mike says

"Okay, go. I will be in soon" Everyone starts to walk out except Declan. He stays behind just to stare creepily at my face

"What?!" I annoyingly snap

"I'm just making sure this isn't bothering you," he says, throwing his hand in the air

"Well it doesn't" I snap again

"But it does and that's okay. Igor having your blood should bother you"

"Declan?" I softly ask

"Yeah?" he softly answers

"Get the fuck out," I say, with a lovely smile at the end

I don't need him to say it should bother me. I don't need it to bother me! Matter of fact if I let it bother me, I'd fucking scream and throw things and pull at my hair because the fact that Igor has my blood doesn't bother me, it angers me! And I don't need or want to be angry.

Once Declan gets the hint and leaves my office. I rumble around my desk drawer until I find my anger pills. I examine the bottle before popping open the lid and throwing two into my mouth.