VIII

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"Ok, don't act now but, there's a man walking towards your house with a duffel bag" Hunnigan says into our ear as Leon's ordering our strong drinks at the bar.
"Keep us updated!" Leon orders her.
I look at Leon but he just smiles. Our follower must have entered the bar. I know I wished to just get kidnapped already but I'm starting to regret it. Be careful what you wish for Hannah.

"He's setting up a camera!" Hunnigan says sounding just as shocked as I felt at the news.
"Where?" Leon asks using his glass to hide his lip movement
"In the plant pot by your front door" she informs us
"Why?" I ask
"I wish I knew" Hunnigan answers

When we get our drinks we make our way through the bar to find a table to sit at in the corner of the room.
"What are you thinking?" I ask Leon when we're seated.
I knew that look on his face.
"I'm thinking tonight might be the night we find out who's really behind this"
"I hoped you wouldn't say that" I admit grabbing my drink
"You think so too?"
"Why else will they need a camera? If not tonight then maybe tomorrow, maybe they'll wait for one of us to leave the house, make the capture easier, who knows, I don't know how these people work" I admit
"Only time will tell, so, let's get wasted!" He says raising his glass

"So..." Hunnigan's voice says through our ears "who left the back window open?"
Me and Leon look at each other and my eyes shine with guilt causing Leon to shake his head, I panic, believing I'm in the dog house job wise but then I see his smile.

"Why?" He asks her thankfully avoiding the question.
I silently thank him with a smile
"Because camera man has let himself in through your back door, I'm now blind"
she says having no cameras inside to see what our intruders up to.
"Awesome" Leon smirks and I give him a sorry look
"With the size of his bag just be prepared for cameras and bugs everywhere" she informs
Bugs? I mouth to Leon
"We've gotta be prepared for everything" he mutters with a frown. Great!

22 minutes that person is in our house. Hunnigan says his bag looked considerably lighter as he left. It's usually the other way round. He's definitely planted something inside that house. That thought gave me a cause for alarm.
"Couldn't be a bomb could there?" I ask both Leon and Hunnigan
"Doubtful, though not unthinkable" Leon admits
"The patterns always the same, kidnap with no signs of struggle so it is unlikely there'll be a bomb inside. I can send a guy in there but then that means your covers blown if they've placed cameras, Leon, what would you have me do?" She asks
"Leave it, I'll scout the place when we get back, just pretend Chelsea's lost her earrings or something" Leon says
"Good idea, we've come this far, no point in calling it quits now" I say, getting a smile from Leon

We get back to the house 3 drinks later, acting more drunk than we were although we were drunk enough without over exaggerating it.
I dump my handbag in the living room noticing the hideous wooden statue of a naked couple we own was an inch off as I placed my keys upon the shelf beside it. The imprint in dust showing me I was right. There must be a camera on here.
I move away without a lingering look as Leon comes in from out of the kitchen.
I grab him and twist him so he's facing towards the camera and my face away from it and I give him a kiss, emphasising on the 'mwah' when I pull away and point my eyes at the shelf
He smiles, says I love you and slaps my ass when I pull away causing me to giggle as I run to the bathroom hoping there isn't one in there.

I don't look until I'm sat on the toilet knowing if there is at least the pervert watching would think I had no idea. I mean who'd have a piss knowing there are cameras in the house, no normal person would that's for sure. But a girl who's willing to go as far as fake marry her higher up for her job would.
Eyeing the room as I pee I notice nothing looked out of place and just to be sure I knock the little shell ornament that sits atop our toilet with my elbow as I'm grabbing for the toilet roll so if there was a hidden camera in there it wouldn't have a great view of my ass when I stood up.

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