Chris's POV
After the meeting with Zayn and Niall, I quickly walked to my car and opened the door. I started it and quickly drove to Liam and Eira's office. I parked my car and entered the fascinating building. I approached the receptionist. She's blond and she wears a huge smile.
Receptionist: Can I help you?
Me: Yes, I'm Chris and I'm from the FBI. Last week, a murder took place in this area and I'm here to ask a few questions to some of the workers over here.
I showed my fake FBI card and she believed it. She got scared and started to stutter.
Receptionist: C-c-could you please wait for a while s-s-sir?
Me: Yeah, sure.
I was trying not to laugh. She made a phone call and after a few minutes, a beautiful woman came. She talked to the receptionist and the receptionist pointed at me. The woman walked towards me with a beautiful smile.
Narma: Good morning, Sir. I'm Narma and I'm Mr Payne's secretary. The receptionist told me everything. I'll take you around the office and you can inquire our workers.
Me: Nice to meet you, Miss Narma. I'm Chris. Thanks for helping me. I hope I am not disturbing you.
Narma: Not at all, Sir. Let's go.
She walked ahead of me and I followed her. We entered the elevator and she pressed the number 4. I was trying to steal some looks. Her body has a great shape. A pink lipstick was applied to her lips and that pink colour attracted me. She saw me checking her out and she just smiled. I smirked. The 'ding' sound indicated that we have reached the floor.
Narma: This way, Mr Chris.
I followed her. I selected a few people randomly and asked some questions that usually asked by the FBI. I act as though I'm writing the content of the inquiry. I inquired 9 people and then I stopped.
Me: Miss Narma, can I ask you a few questions?
Narma: Sure, Mr Chris. It's lunch time so why don't we go to the café and eat while we talk cause I have to continue my work after lunch.
Me: OK.
We went to the café. A waitress took our order and I started my inquiry session after she left.
Me: Ok, Narma. Where are you living?
Narma: I'm living at the apartment in 8th Ave.
Me: Ok. Are you married?
Narma: No.
Me: Boyfriend?
Narma: No, Sir. I'm single.
Me: Are you interested in having a boyfriend?
Narma: Does the FBI asks these type of questions?
I laughed. Narma smiled and soon she started to laugh too. Tears started to fall from her eyes. I stopped and our eyes met. Her gray eyes were beautiful. We stared into each other's eyes but the waitress interrupted and Narma broked it.
We were hungry so we ate the food silently but I still tried to meet her eyes. Damn! What is this woman doing to me? We finished our meal and I insisted to pay.
Narma: Thanks, Mr Chris. It was nice meeting you.
Me: You're welcome. Here's my number. You can call me if you have any information about the murder or if you want to talk to me personally.
I winked at her and she blushed. She is super cute when she blushes.
Narma: Bye, Chris.
Me: Bye, Narma.
Damn! Her voice was so sexy when she called my name. Just my name. No MR! I hope she'll call me tonight. Oh my god. Why am I getting paranoid like a 10 year old chick?
I stayed for a while at the café cause I still haven't find a 'hater' of Eira. I took a sip of my coffee. A waitress was cleaning my table. Suddenly, I saw Liam and Eira, holding their hands. Such a beautiful couple. Who's going to hate a person like Eira? I've talked to Eira before and she was such a nice woman. I wonder what the hell is Niall going to do with the 'hater'.
I turned to take another sip from my coffee. The waitress was still there. She wasn't cleaning my table. She was just standing there with hatred in her eyes. Why is she looking like that? I glanced at where she was looking and I was surprised. She was looking at Eira and Liam. To be more clear, she was looking at Eira actually.
I looked at her name tag. Her name is Britney. I jotted it down on my notebook. I jotted a few things like her hair colour, eyes and height.
I finished my coffee and left some bills on the table. I took my things, headed to the elevator. After I reached the ground floor, I thanked the receptionist and raced to my car. I was so happy. Finally, I found a 'hater' of Eira.
Niall's POV
Zayn: What? Are you serious?
Chris: Yes, Mr Malik. I found her. I'll tell you the details when I meet you.
Zayn: Ok. Be quick!
Niall: Who the hell are you shouting to on the phone?
Zayn: Chris is amazing. He found a girl who doesn't like Eira. HE FOUND HER!
Both of us were screaming.
Niall: YES! YES! YES! Where is Chris now? I'm excited.
Zayn: He's coming right now.
We waited for Chris. He arrived a few minutes later. Chris almost fell down because we pushed him when he entered our room.
Chris: Calm down! I'll tell you.
Zayn: Ok. Chris. Have a seat first.
Chris took a seat and we sat across him. He took out his notebook.
Chris: Ok. Her name is Britney. She works as a waitress at the café in Mr Payne and Eira's office.
Zayn: Ok. How are we going to make our plan successful with a waitress? I should've thinked about it. I SHOULD'VE THINKED ABOUT IT! WHY? WHY ON EARTH YOU FALL IN LOVE WITH THAT CHICK? WHY? YOU COULDN'T FIND SOMEONE ELSE IS IT?
Niall: I'm so sorry Zayn. I shouldn't have involved you in this problem. I'm sorry.
Zayn: Niall, you should've think about yourself before falling in love with her. You could've made a beautiful model as your girlfriend. I just don't understand why you want her so much.
Niall: I don't know. Honestly, she is so perfect. That is why I fall in love with her.
Zayn: It's ok. We've gone through a lot of things together. We'll go through this too. TOGETHER. We'll find a way to get Eira.
Niall: Thank you so much, Zayn. I will never forget you.
Zayn: I'll kill you if you forget me.
We both laughed. I am so lucky to have a friend like Zayn. He's the best.
Zayn: Chris, bring this girl tomorrow. We want to meet her. Let's see what we can do.
Chris: Yes, Mr Malik.
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