Chapter 9

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"Someone cleans up nicely," Phil says looking at Johanna's nicely done hair and makeup.

"Don't look too long or Izsac will get jealous," she says easily.

Phil huffs and looks out the window.

After a few minutes the two pull up to the agency and Johanna cuts the ignition. She flings open the door and slams it shut, nearly stomping up to the door.

Phil moves slower wondering what's gotten her into such a foul mood today.

She speeds last security and punches in the numbers, waiting impatiently in the elevator. She taps her foot while the two remain in silence, crappy elevator music playing. Johanna glares at the closed doors her arms crossed.

"If you stare any harder you're gonna burn a hole in the wall," Phil finally says starting to worry. Johanna is usually a bit more rough but never this rough.

She glares at him as the door opens with a ding and she stalks out again. Phil follows cautiously behind her.

"I want to be off this case," she finally says as they wait outside the door. "I don't want to die."

"Yeah well I have a feeling we won't be so lucky," Phil mutters.

Johanna ignores him as the guards push open the doors and ushers them inside.

Johanna tries to look more cheerful. She puts her fake half smile on and straightens her back just a little. She's going to have to put on full charm if she wants to get off this case.

She doesn't look up as she walks in. She knows no one is stuck on the ceiling but she doesn't want to be reminded. She can't be reminded.

Her smile falters as she sees who's sitting in the chair waiting for them.

"Mr. Sinjer," she says trying to keep the bitterness out of her voice.

"Miss Volfston pleased to see you again," he replies, his fake posh accent ringing across the room.

Alex Sinjer and Johanna have some history. More like Johanna thinks that Alex is secretly a man that sells cocaine for a buck. Or whatever. She hates how he talks in a fake British accent because it's 'cool'. She hates how he manages to find every single button to push making her want to punch him in the nose.

She looks over at Phil to see his fake smile still plastered on his face playing it as cool as ever.

Did she mention that Phil dated him?

Alex is only a couple of years older than them which infuriates her to no end. He was a teachers pet and sucked up to Mr. Alabaster so much.

As much as she hates to admit it, he is an extremely smart kid and excels at all types of smarts.

But you wouldn't hear her admitting it over her dead body.

"I assume you're here to ask about your case?" he inquires presses his fingers together on his desk.

"Yes I actually wanted someone else to take this case," she says trying, again, to keep the irritation from creeping in her voice.

"Ah can't do that," he says pursing his lips. "Mr. Alabaster requested that you and Mr. Lester be kept on this case."

"But-" she starts to protest.

"No buts no cuts no coconuts," he says childishly. "You need to take this case."

"I'm in serious danger Sinjer."

"Aren't you always?" He replies raising an eyebrow. "I think you can make it through one more life threatening situation."

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