Amira laid in bed next to Nathan while he slept and she stared out of the window. The barbershop offered no information... at least that's what Nathan had told her after he apologized for the way he spoke to her.
She had brushed it off and figured that it was the pressure of the situation that caused everyone to be a little edgy.
—but she didn't dare forget his words.
Looking at him as he slept, Amira didn't want to drag him any further into her mess than she already had. Slipping out of bed, she glanced over at the clock and figured that two in the morning was as good of a time as she could get when it came to sneaking around.
She quickly changed into jeans and a regular t-shirt before grabbing her coat at the door and wrapping it around herself for warmth. Nathan refused to give her answers so she had to find them for herself. It wasn't so easy to hail a cab in their little neck of the woods; so she prayed that no one would bother her as she briskly walked down the streets of the neighborhood until she got near the main road.
Earlier, when they got back to his apartment, Amira used Kai's computer to investigate what she could about this PJ person while Nathan went to take a shower. There wasn't much to go by considering most of the results consisted of tabloids... but one thing was for sure, they couldn't all be telling the same lie about this man so there must have been some truth in the stories.
One story in particular stated that PJ allegedly owned a not-so-popular club in London where an eyewitness said they swore they saw drugs being stored behind the bar... but then again they weren't as credible considering they were kicked out of the club that night and could have been looking to cause some trouble for the owners.
There was no real evidence that PJ was the owner but it was a risk Brynne was willing to take. It took a little navigating, a few bus rides and some questions but Amira managed to find herself on the streets of Soho in the West End of London. Just down the street from the bus shed, she saw the club's neon sign. It was the only club on this little dead end street but Amira figured that PJ wanted it this way. The less people knew about him, the better.
She walked up to the bouncer and quickly flashed her ID before he nodded and let her inside... not that anyone else was waiting outside.
Inside the club wasn't as empty as she thought it would be on a Thursday night. It was crowded enough to not draw attention to herself but it also wasn't so crowded that she felt overwhelmed. She settled by the bar and ordered a drink to keep her hands from shaking. As much as she seemed confident about meeting PJ, she was still scared of him based on the rumors. Her decisions tonight could either go right... or extremely left.
Amira finished her drink in one gulp and asked for another. Her foot began to bounce up and down— a bad habit she had developed over the years— and her mind started to weigh the pros and cons of being there. As soon as the bartender poured the second drink, Amira finished it in one gulp again. Only now that her nerves had calmed down could she start to relax and think about what to do next.
Her eyes surveyed inside of the club and a few people rubbed her the wrong way. There was a man standing near the exit, casually leaning against wall and subtly glancing in her direction but she noticed a phone in his hand. Could he be texting someone about her?
Then there was the woman who sat in a booth across from her. She was talking to someone whose face Amira couldn't see. The woman would look in her direction and then try to cover her mouth as she spoke to the person next to her. Were they discussing her? Did they recognize her face? Were they working for PJ?
I need another drink... she thought to herself.
Just as her hand went up to catch the bartender's attention, a man sat on the bar stool next to her. The bartender saw and decided against going over to her. Amira noticed and suddenly all the hairs on the back of her neck stood. She didn't know who the man was but she knew he wasn't a good man.
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The Hacker
Ficção Geral(Sequel to The Intern) Secretly battling her grief and paranoia, Amira decided that she wouldn't find true peace until all the loose ends were tied up. In pursuit of tracking down the last piece of the puzzle, Amira and Kai befriend another man du...
