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(ᶜᵒⁿᵗⁱⁿᵘᵉᵈ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐⁱᵈⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ)
"Done," I whisper yell, smirking at my goal and looking at Jason who is busy sleeping. I roll my eyes at his disheveled manner. However, the post mine and that too exactly at 12am made me proud of my responsibility. Suddenly, my thought drifts back to the night where we had taken those women.
"Jason," I pat his cheek lowly making him groan. He swats my hand away and starts to take light snores. I sigh and slowly bring my mouth close to his ear and shout. "Jason."
He wakes up startled and examines his surrounding. He then looks at me while I smile innocently. "Geez woman, are you trying to turn my ear deaf?"
I roll my eyes at his over-dramatic ass but don't say anything about it. "The task is finished."
"Good, and now I can sleep." He again plops down on the couch but I pull him to his earlier position. He groans. "Now what, Phoebe?"
"What about those women we found in that club?"
He squints his eyes and then sighs. "Oh they, they were examined and after proper food and clothing we tried to send them to their own respective houses which we did but some of the guardians refused to take them so we had to keep them and make them stay under our territory."
I nod my head and glance at the calendar held against the wall. "Tomorrow is Sunday which means it's a holiday. We will go and I want to talk to them."
He turns his head at such a speed that I am afraid he will probably break it but thankfully he didn't. "No."
"What, no?"
"No, you can't go."
I roll my eyes. "Don't worry I won't carry any piece of gadgets with me which will expose my location."
"Yet, no."
I look at the pen in front of us and take it speedily. I pull back his hair in a rough way and insert the pen into his mouth quickly. "I am your fucking boss, Jason. So, when I say I will go, I will. Understand?" I use the last word in a baby voice.
He can't say anything except to only nod his head. I smirk while pulling out the pen and keeping it in its earlier position. I stand up and stretch my arms. "Good morning."
With that, I walk toward my room to sleep. I plop down in my bed and my eyes soon closed to accept the deep slumber. Where were you?
∞
We reach the office since I have been ignoring Stephan since morning. I bump into someone. "I am sorry."
"It's okay, Ms. Weaver." Ms. Weaver?
I stop and turn back looking for the owner who told me. "I am sorry but I am Ms. Holland."
He too turns back and smirks. "History is going to repeat, Weaver." With that, he quickly gets blended among the crowd. I rushed toward his location, looking everywhere but couldn't find the person.
