Deceived Love

Chapter 16

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Amanda’s P.O.V.

I stretched as I got myself out of bed. Time to go to work. Today was the day I would go with some of Mr. Hughes’ trusted men to search for the packages and take pictures for evidence to trap Scott. Mr. Hughes said we needed to go slow and not lift any suspicion.

I walked over to my dresser, getting a formal dress and the blonde wig. I proceeded into my bathroom, turning on the hot shower and taking off my clothes. Yesterday’s memories flashed through my head.

Harry had taken me to a lovely surprise. He sure knew how to surprise me every time. I smiled as I washed my hair. He had told me his mom and sister lived in London, and that being away from them was a bit hard. He really cared for his mum and sister. I told him that my parents lived a few hours away, but that I never really went to visit them. My job was demanding.

I quickly got out of the shower, getting into a black dress and black heels. I put the wig on, not liking that it made my head itch a little. I still hadn’t gotten use to it. I ate a quick bowl of cereal before storming out of my house. I didn’t want to be late.

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Finally, after arriving at work, I made m way to the front desk. Sarah was seated in her chair, writing on her sticky notes. She looked up at me and smiled.

“Mr. Hughes wants to see you Amanda,” she said sweetly. I nodded my head, thanking her while making my way over to his door. I knocked and went right in. Mr. Hughes was in his usual attire, black tie and suit. He smiled as I sat down in front of his chair.

“Glad you made it, Amanda,” he stated, folding his hands across his desk. “Right now the men who will be going with you to the mansion are on their way,” he added. I nodded.

“What is it that we have to do?” I asked, curiosity and excitement getting to me. He laughed a little.

“The men and you will go to the mansion, and they will take the pictures of where the boxes are hidden. I want you to lead them and make sure the photos are adequate and clear. That way, we will have proof that Scott has dirty deals,” he stated, and paused to let me catch on.  I smiled, sure of myself.

“Don’t worry Mr. Hughes, I’ll make sure to get good shots. Do you know how long we will take?” I questioned. He nodded his head, getting serious.

“You will have to go around 6 p.m. so that you don’t attract too much attention. Try to do it quick. The sooner you get those pictures the better,” he stated, his tone calm but very serious. “And come here when you have the pictures so that I could store them in a private file,” he finished. I sat straight, nodding at his directions. Five minutes later, 4 big men came in, and Mr. Hughes stood up greeting them.

I stood up too, shaking each of their hands. Mr. Hughes stepped back and clasped his hands together.

“Alright, boys, Miss Frost will lead you into the mansion. You know your job,” he said enthusiastically. I smiled, walking out of the office with the men right behind me.

“Mr. Hughes said we should take the white working van,” one of the 4 men stated. I turned my head a little to nod at him. We went to the parking lot, and got into the working van.

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I was getting nervous. It was already 6 and we were barely arriving at the entrance of the enclosed area of the mansions. The man seated next to me, named Charlie, parked the van and we all climbed out. The other three men made their way to the cream-colored mansion. I followed behind them, looking around us for any intruders. So far, nothing. I got the shiny keys out of my purse and opened the door to the mansion.

The men trailed behind me, Charlie staying behind closing the door. We made our way through the many empty rooms, reaching the door that led to the basement downstairs. I pushed the door open.

“Damn, it sure is dark in here,” one of the men said. I climbed down the stairs looking for the light switch, turning it on. The men came down, walking around looking at all the big brown boxes. I noticed there were many missing.

“Someone has been down here” I stated, getting the men’s attention. They looked a bit confused. “But I don’t think they’re here now,” I added. They relaxed and nodded. Charlie pulled the camera from his neck strap, turning it on.

“So how far do I stand?” he asked getting himself positioned to take the pictures. I walked over to him and pointed out to where the boxes were clearer.  Then, I made my way to some of the boxes and opened some, revealing the packages of coke. They needed to be view or else how will we prove it?

I stepped back, motioning him it was alright to take the shot. Charlie nodded and captured two shots. Then he proceeded to take a few of the other boxes around the room. The other three men were at the door now, keeping guard.

“I think we should leave now,” one of them said, sounding a bit worried. Charlie kept snapping pictures. I nodded at the worried man.

“Charlie, I think that’s enough, we should go now,” I said looking over at him. He nodded, making his way over to the stairs. We climbed them and passed the rooms. All of a sudden I saw a flash of light, as if someone was making their way near the mansion with their car. 

“Hurry up! Someone’s coming!” I exclaimed to the men, panicking. We all ran out of the mansion and I struggled trying to get it locked. After I succeeded, I turned around speeding towards the car when I saw a man covered in all black come out of a grey van with three other men. He stared at me, but it was quite dark I didn’t think he really could see. I turned my head, climbing into the van, Charlie stepping on the pedal and storming off and out the gate.

Whoever those guys were didn’t come after us. I was thankful.