Chapter 2

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"Hello, Ms. White," sung the husky, angelic voice from across the room. I picked my jaw up from the ground and turned on my toes to meet a pair of piercing green eyes.

"H-Hi, Mr. Reeds." What the hell is wrong with me? My mind went blank and i felt as if i couldn't speak. Mr. Reeds just smirked at me. He ovbiously expected this reaction. He must make all the ladies swoon. He seemed to be in his late twenties, young for the CEO of a multi-billion dollar company. He had dark brown hair that made his green eyes pop and his skin appear lighter. This man...is a sight for sore eyes.

There was a faint noise that sounded in the background. We all looked around the room for the source but came up with nothing. My eyes wandered back to Mr. Reeds, and our eyes locked for what seemed like an eternity. Mrs. Franklinton cleared her throat and we looked away.

Before we had a chance to say another word,  "Mr. Reeds! We are on full-lock down! One of our security guards was just shot down stairs!" chimed Kaitlyn from outside his office.

Mr. Reeds hurriedly pushed a button and ran to the door, locking it. Panic arose in my mind and i instantly began shaking. The windows were soon covered with steel plates and he grabbed mine and Mrs. Franklinton's arms and squeezed us all into a small closet. Mrs. Franklinton and Mr. Reed didnt seem to be phased the slightest bit.

"Are you okay? You're shaking and you're sweating." Mr. Reeds looked at me as if what was going on is normal. "How could i be okay? THERE IS A MAN WITH A GUN TRYING TO GET INTO THE BUILDING!" I replied angrily. Are you fucking kidding me? Am i the only one who is scared right now?!

"Sam, calm down." he said with a gentle voice. "Nobody is going to get in. This has happend a few times already. It's been all over the news. I assumed you knew the situation when you took the job."

"I'm new to town you dickhead! That was clear in my god damn resume! Once this is over, im leaving!" i said angrily. I tried to hold back the tears but i couldn't. I finally get away from my father and now i'm in a closet with a phychopath with a gun running around. I started crying and they both just looked at me and took a step away.

"I'm going to go check things out." said Mrs. Franklinton. I looked at her with huge eyes. "Are you serious? There's a man with a---" I suddenly couldn't breathe and i desperately tried to gasp for air. My whole body was drenched with sweat and i was shaking head to toe.

Mrs. Franklinton exited the closet and i tried to reach for her leg but she was out before i could grab her. Fucking retard! Why are you going out there? I was barely getting enough oxygen to stay conscious. A hand looped around me and i was suddenly embraced.There was a gentle hand behind my head slowly running down my hair. "Shhhhhh. It's okay Sam. Calm down."

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