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It's Wednesday after the exhibition and Nikki is sitting out on her balcony with her sketch pad in hand and a cup of coffee sketching out new ideas for her next exhibition in January. She's listening to music as she sketches away, soft easy listen usually gets her creative juices flowing but since the exhibition on Friday she's been distracted. Jared and that woman are never far from her mind, she can't shake the though that Andy knows more than he's letting on. She pushes the thought out of her mind and concentrates on her sketch pad. She peruses a photo album with inspiration photos picking up ideas from some of them for her current composition. Within an hour's time she's lost in her sketch pad filing page after page with ideas. She's shading in a woman's face when she receives an email notification, she exits her photos and opens her e-mails. At the very top is an e-mail from Black Veil Investigations, the subject line reads Update. The e-mail itself reads as follows:

Good afternoon Ms. Harlow please find enclosed some updated pictures as requested. As per usual payment should be received no later than 24 hours after receipt of the requested information. Should you have any questions you may contact our office at your earliest convenience

Respectfully Yours,
John Whitmore P. I.

She clicks on the attachment and it opens up to a set of 30 images the first few are the usual Jared leaving or arriving at his apartment or office alone, the others however include the woman he was with at the Gallery. Some are from the exhibition other's are of his daily routine. The last set are of Jared at the beach with his brother "That's sweet, nice to see he's close to his bro....." her voice trails off. The answer to her nagging question is staring her in the face, the last set of pictures are of Jared and the woman playing in the surf naked, kissing in some them and making out in others. Her hand begins to shake when she sees the last ones, they clearly show Jared and the woman having sex in a hot tub. She becomes enraged a loud scream leaves her lips as she throws her phone onto the balcony floor. Without thinking she takes her pencil and starts scratching the woman's face she'd been drawing as she grunts in frustration "Uuuugh....." and then it hits her .......ANDY!!!!! "That miserable son of a BITCH!!!! He knew, this whole time he's known!!!" she goes back inside and changes her clothes then grabs her purse and keys. She goes out to her balcony and searches frantically for her phone when she finds it she dials Andy but he isn't picking up she then dials Leto Industries and in her calmest voice possible asks for him "Good afternoon may I please speak to Mr. Biersack" the receptionist puts her on hold for a few minutes then comes back on the line only to tell Nikki something she doesn't want to hear "I'm sorry miss but he's already gone home for the day would you like to lea..." she cuts her off before she can finish her question and heads to Andy's house

She tries to calm her nerves and not speed down the highway the last thing she needs is to get into an accident. How could he not tell her.....why????? "Does Jared make it a point to fuck all of his assistants???? What the hell do they have that I don't???" She was livid, there was no way she was going to get into his bed now. She runs a few stops signs and a red light but she finally makes it to his street, she slowly pulls into the driveway of the guest parking lot she gets out of her car and walks towards the residential parking lot but Andy's car isn't in its slot. She's about to have a conniption when she hears a car pulling in and to her relief it's Andy. She makes sure he doesn't see her and makes her way back to the guest parking lot and into the lobby of his building. She takes cover behind an overgrown palm and waits for him to come in but he never shows. She goes out the second set of doors and sees Andy walking across the courtyard to his apartment. The sight of him makes her blood boil but she keeps her calm. She waits for him to step inside his apartment then makes her way to his door. She knocks and waits, as soon as he opens the door she storms right in.

Andy's Point of View............

Feels good to be coming home early after working late the night before. I stayed behind to help Travis answer emails and edit blog posts. His wife is pregnant and he's planing on taking time off of work when the baby comes and possibly work from home the first few weeks so he can help her with the baby. Although she isn't due for another two months, Travis wants to make sure there's a seamless transition when he leaves and his temporary replacement steps in, which in this case is me. Since he'll be working from home we devised a system in which we'll video conference in the morning to go over what needs to be taken care of during the day. An hour before I leave work I'll e-mail him with any updates or concerns and he'll respond with any additional instructions for the following day. Since we stayed till almost 8:00 last night Travis allowed me to come home mid afternoon. I put on Spotify and bump my favorite tunes on the way home. The phone rings a couple of times but I send the calls to voicemail I can check the calls when I get home. After a 15 minute drive down the coast I pull into the parking lot and park my car. I check for mail then head to my apartment and let myself in. I go to the refrigerator and grab a bottle of water and drink half the bottle in one swig then go to the sofa, drop the keys on the coffee table and sift through the mail.  I'm taking a second swing of the water bottle when I hear a knock on the door. Hmm I wonder who that can be I'm not expecting anyone so I figure it's probably one of the neighbors. I open the door and to my surprise Nikki is standing there with a stern look on her face. She barges in cursing under her breath "So when were you going to tell me, Jared is sleeping with his assistant!" What the fuck!!!! Are you kidding me right now???? I close the door behind her and look at her in disbelief.

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