Eric had Will go with him down to the inside gym here at the towers while I did more background check research delving deeper into Eric's life, kinda feeling weird to do on this case since it has a slight personal nature and hits close to home for me. Eric worked from home so Will and I had a few agents go to his home in Boston and install tighter security along with a few hidden microphones in key locations just because I had this gut feeling it would come in handy. I told Will that I was going to drive down the eight hours, he understood knowing we needed a car there, and I needed time away from Eric, so he will fly on Eric's jet with him.
Monday morning I got my things packed back up hugging Will telling him to remain vigilant and alert, then headed for the front door only stopping when Eric asked “ Where are you going Ms. Hancock?” I lowered my glasses seeing Eric looking at me from head to toe, I was wearing nothing I would if I was on duty, his mouth hanging open and I smirked then slid my glass over my eyes answering “ Close your mouth sir, Will is flying with you to Boston, I'm driving down, so I'm taking off .” then I turned closing the front door before he could give any reply back. I heard Will laughing in my ear piece when Eric said “ Holy hell she is hot and barely had anything on, shit Will.” Will catching his breath to answer “ Yea she has that affect when she dresses normal around guys when she's off duty.”
The drive would do me good, give me time to put everything in perspective and work out how I was to visit my mom without anyone knowing the real me was back in our home town. When I informed Greg of the plan changes he told me to make sure I stopped by my home, not asking but ordered me to knowing I would obey his direct order. Greg knew my history, also that my mom has called me all this time for the past ten years asking me to come home one day just to visit. So here I am in my Audi S8 with blackout windows, bulletproof glass and reinforced body steel, yep I had it modified for my job. I put my earpiece and mic in the glove box, along with my badge and gun since I was off duty until Boston, locking it as I started my car then pulled out now heading east for Boston and an eight hour drive.
I stopped at a gas station to pick up junk food, water and an energy drink, walking in and smiled hearing a couple of guys wolf whistle at me while I sauntered towards the back coolers, my natural walk making my hips sway gently. Of course being twenty eight, well toned and tanned I didn't look like an agent, just like a normal woman who held an aura of power. I had on my pink pineapple crop top and short high rise shorts with my wedge sandals, pushing my glasses up on my head as I leaned in grabbing an energy drink. Oh I know dressing like this gets attention and a lot of it, I admit I enjoy it because it makes me feel alive knowing I'm still desirable to the opposite sex, not afraid of any repercussions knowing I can handle myself better than most women. I smiled to the young guy behind the counter and winked at him as he blushed when I caught him scanning my whole body. I gently said “ It's cool cutie, and thanks for the admiration.” He chuckled with a nod while ringing up my things and I smiled as I paid then walked out the door to my car tossing the bag on the passenger seat. I turned when I heard “ Hey baby want some company because your body is mad for sin.” I laughed softly answering “ Not today boys, got places to go but thanks and when you do it, think about me.”
I slowly ran my hands down my sides sensuously moaning, I winked noticing both their pants crotch getting tighter, mouths hanging open then licked my lips making them both swallow hard and blew them a kiss. I sat in the drivers seat and pulled out of the gas station, about half way there, I pulled into a rest stop to use the restroom and stretch, finally all the kinks from the last week of stress flowing away from my muscles as I inhaled taking in the calm before the next storm. When I pulled into the outskirts of home I shivered as the flood of memories washed over me making me pullover and let them consume me, flooding my synapses with pent up hurt, frustration, love but most of all the loneliness and longing for my dad. Tears flowing freely as I sobbed against the steering wheel feeling everything I had buried for so long just roll out of my heart and body. The emotional release felt like I was going to break in half while my mind slowly tried to regain control of my thoughts, allowing my heart to start beating at a normal pace, my tears stopped and my eyes felt like they were burning. I grabbed one of the water bottles draining every drop before I leaned against the head rest finally getting my composure back, my walls back up and the emotions pushed back into that deep abyss inside my soul. Hoping not to see any of my old friends, yea we had good times and stuck by each other but I broke off all contact when I left after graduation, the one I dread running into again would be my ex boyfriend Max Webb, a six foot green eyed gorgeous brown haired “it” guy.
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Walking the Fine Line
ActionYou think it's crazy pushing the envelope of morality or what society deems is normal? To question you own sanity and ask yourself why you do somethings in your life? And who said that the one fine line between moral and immoral has to be so thin...
