Facade

Chapter 66

Carlisle's pov

After my unorthodox apology and word vomit, Pablo and I decided there would be no secrets between us. As  far as I was concerned, secrets were just a means of postponing the inevitable. Nothing stays hidden forever.
"But you are are keeping secrets from mia. The one you claim to love" My subconscious whispered to me. I felt the guilt in my heart and shoved it aside. No time for that now was my excuse. It was a stupid excuse but it made me feel a little less than an ass. Speaking of Mia, my phone was constantly buzzing with notifications. Suffice to say, she'd cheerfully kill me once she lays her eyes on me. Back to the issue at hand. After our no secret agreement,  Pablo decided to tell me everything. I didn't phrase that right. I mean I demanded for Pablo to tell me  everything. Still wrong. I threatened Pablo till he agreed to tell me everything. Yeah that sounds correct. I wanted no stones unturned. I didn't want to be out of the loop anymore. I wanted to know everything right from his single days to meeting and marrying Helen. It turns out Felix is his son by his first girlfriend named Maria. That means Karen and Felix are siblings. Hello! News flash. I also asked about the details of that night. Damian only told me an abbreviated version because Karen doesn't like anyone talking about it. According to her, the memories were still too painful to relive. Since that night plays an important role in our plot against Helen, I had to know about it. And what better way can I know the exact details if not from someone who was not also there but was an active participant in the events of that night. So I asked Pablo about it. I could see the pain in his eyes as he went back into that night. I hated to be the cause of his pain but I had to. I wanted to heal his pain and in order to do that, I needed to know the entire story. To Pablo, that night changed his life forever. He was a bit vague about the details claiming there were things I shouldn't know at first. I was ticked at that. Here we were, trying to mend our broken relationship caused by keeping secrets and he still wants to keep more secret? Talk about low blow. I had stared at him astounded as he kept repeating

"Trust me son, now is not the right time. When the time is right, I'll tell you everything"

At first I thought it was probably some twisted joke. I sat quietly staring at him, waiting impatiently for the punch line. After few minutes of awkward silence, I realized with a start. There is no punch line. Pablo was actually very serious.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" I exploded shoving out of my chair with so much force it fell backwards. Pablo seemed surprised at my reaction. His expression turned confused. I guess he doesn't know why I'm angry. Few seconds later, reality dawned on him. Still his lips were sealed tight.
"Why won't you tell me? I thought we were past all those secrets?" I demanded. The veins on my neck potruded as if they were likely to explode any second from the intensity of my anger. I didn't care. I just needed answers. To my surprise, Pablo stood up and placed a hand on my shoulder.
"I know I kept a lot from you. You probably don't trust me anymore. But please trust me this once."
With that said, he walked out if the study leaving me alone with my anger.
I stood there simmering in anger. Part of me wanted to chase Pablo and punch his eye out but another part of me, the reasonable part, acknowledged that Pablo has never led me astray so there's no reason not to trust him. I went with the reasonable part. I waited till my anger was gone, not entirely but it had simmered down to a controllable mode, before walking out of the study. There was a nagging feeling bothering me, as if I was forgetting something important. My instinct were screaming bloody murder and my instincts are never wrong. Ah ah the spy.
I hurried through the hallway to the surveillance room. I shoved open the door without knocking shocking it's occupants. I could see the annoyance on their faces that was swiftly transformed to fear when they realized who I was. The five men immediately scrambled to the feet's mumbling greetings. I ignored their greetings. I wasn't in the mood to be cordial.
"Clear the room" I ordered.
Immediately the men scrambled out of the room as if their tail was on fire. I felt a thrill of pleasure at their reaction. Good to know my time with Mia hasn't made me lose my touch. I chose a monitor at random and sat down. It took me a couple of minutes but I finally found the video I was looking for. I rewind the video to an hour before I arrived. I studied the spy's movement through the screen.
"Hmm a professional" I mused. Helen at work again. He was good but not that good. I caught a glimpse of his face and paused the video. I enhanced it and ran it through the system. The results came out few seconds later with a clearer picture of the spy. Obviously gotten from his driver's license.
First name: Drew
Last name: unknown
Occupation: accountant
Current state: deceased
Criminal record: murder, robbery, rape .....

I stopped reading after the first few lines. Typical Helen. Using a spy with a death man's identity. So if he's caught, it won't be traced back to her. It's obvious we are not dealing with a novice here. The guys needs to know about this. I printed out the information. I grabbed my car keys and brought out my cellphone. I texted Damian and Felix letting them know there's an emergency.

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Felix's pov

The buzz of my cellphone woke me up from my contented slumber. I uncurled myself from Drew's sleeping form. I checked to see it was a text from Carlisle. He was calling for an emergency meeting. Hmm what could be so important. I sighed tiredly. I didn't want to leave this comfortable position but duty calls. I stood up careful not to wake Drew up. I shoved on my jeans muttering curses at Carlisle for the interruption.
"Where you going babe?" Drew drowsy voice interrupted my spiel. I turned to find him leaning on his elbow staring at me.
"Business calls. I got to go" I explained vaguely. I didn't want to go into details to avoid unnecessary questions. Drew frowned but didn't say anything. I kisses him quickly and slipped out of the apartment.
"What the fuck is going on?" I snapped immediately I stepped into Damian's study. Carlisle and Damian were already there. It was Carlisle who replied grimly
"We have a problem"

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