Chapter 20

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I arrive at the headquarters and carefully hold the plastic sheet containing Marconi's fingerprint in my hand.I need to get it analysed to check the fingerprints on the gun I found.If Marconi's behind everything,it'll be proved by this.
A nightmare that came last night still disturbs me and I don't want to think about it at all.

As I enter,I find Ginger checking in,at the reception desk.I hustle past,more like ignore her and walk on,but,as always she has to come in the way.
"I've been wondering.What have you and Mike been upto,these last few days?"
My face goes pale and I try not to show it.

What does she know?!

"I don't get it,what do you mean?"
She smirks vividly.
"Don't act dumb Waterloo,you know exactly what I mean,you've been at his house,alone,haven't you?"
My heartbeat quickens.

How the heck did she even..what's her problem?

"I went to work Ginger and on a second note it would be better if you focus on your life instead of mine," I say angrily before stomping away from her,heading towards  the lab.
What she said made my hair stand on one end.This might be one of Mike's doing.I enter the lab and find Alex inside.
"Here you go Alex,you'll need to analyse the fingerprint."
"On it," he says.
Jones enters minutes after.He asks about the progress but we find we have to wait for fifteen minutes for any sort of result.We sit down on seats nearby and I yawn,covering my mouth quickly
"You slept well,didn't you?"
I hesitate,should I tell him about the nightmares I have?

I should.

"Not really,I had nightmares."
"What kind of nightmares,you'd like to share?," he asks with his brows furrowed.
I sigh.
"There was a huge building and fire was blazing everywhere,I heard a child screaming.I ran towards her to save her but she disappeared and strong arms gripped my neck,lifting me up against the wall.I was struggling until everything went black..I got up all of a sudden realising it was a dream.This made me restless and I kept thinking about it.It gave me goosebumps you know."
Jones stays quiet for a moment and then speaks up.
"It's okay..it happens at times,it was just a bad dream,not as if it was real."
"Maybe", I say shrugging,even my heart isn't eased.

"Guys! Look at this!"
We both rush over towards Alex,to see the screen.The results are clearly displayed on it.
"It's a perfect match! Marconi's behind all of this,he shot Anton," he says quickly.
"I knew it was Marconi,come on Susan,we need to head out now!" Jones says.
Alex look at us and nods.
"Be quick,otherwise,if he's too smart,he'd be out now!"
I quickly grab the proof we have and reload my gun as Jones does his.

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Jones drives to Marconi's house as we go.The file is in my hand as well as our guns and handcuffs at ready.Marconi isn't a straight forward man and we would have to take him by surprise otherwise he could escape.
"We'll park a little way away from his house.The thug probably has security," Jones says.
"We would have to surprise him right?"
He looks my way.
"Absolutely."
He parks the car some distance away from the house as I see it.There are two guards outside the main gate.Just like Jones instructed me,I move out of the car and sneak into the nearest corner I can find .Entering into the small passageway just near, and looking around,quickly change into the dress he gave me.The neckline of the long blue dress is a bit deep,with a cut showing my bare leg at the bottom.I quickly apply the red lipstick I have and throw it in my purse before heading towards them.

Okay..calm down..it's just an act.

I bristle past them walking smoothly,purposely showing my leg and heels.The back of the dress is deep,mostly showing my bare skin with my hair left loose.I smile at them and walk past them.
They look at each other and grin.With my finger,I tell them to follow me.They happily come after me until I hear a sickening sound from behind.The men lay unconcious with Jones standing right beside.We take them around the alley and hide them out of the way.
He quickly takes out the gate keys from one of the guards'pocket.
"Do I really have to wear this?," I ask with a scowl.
"If we want to get inside quickly without being spotted then yes," he says with a small laugh.
"Okay," I say with a sigh.

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