Chapter 208
Chapter 208:
I wouldn’t be surprised if I was making it easier for her to see I was lying. I was rattling from head to heels. Okay. Maybe I should shout for help or something.
“All I have to do is give them a call,” she continued, sending more dread down my spine. “Tell them I’ve got a clue. You’d be amazed how soon they’d get here p>
Okay. So she hadn’t told any of her colleagues about me yet. That didn’t make me feel better, though. I was still a trembling mess.
“Oh, Lyric,” her voice took on a lighter tone as she closed the remaining distance between us. Her hand reached out to grasp a few strands of my hair, and she had this loving gaze as she rolled them around her index finger. “From how much you’re p>
“Shaking, I’d bet you’d be the fun type in bed. You know, I love it when my women are like this.” Her lips lifted slightly, forming a cold smile.
Was this funny to her? She was having fun while I was dying inside?
“The girl I’m looking for,” she withdrew her hand as she turned away, pacing the bathroom with her hands now behind her back, “her name is Marie Grimvale p>
I struggled with another hoarse gulp, relieved that she wasn’t looking at me. If I could slip my phone out of my purse or something.
I wasn’t surprised they thought that was my name. I got that job after I lost my kids and wanted a fresh start. So I picked a new name. Now, I couldn’t be more grateful I did.
“That is what everyone calls her, but somehow,” she stopped in front of the door, her back still to me, “I have this burning instinct within me that tells me that was never her real name p>
She shrugged. “She didn’t strike me as a ‘Marie Grimvale’ kind of person. And what if… just what if,” she turned partially to cock her head at me, “she’s gotten rid of her scar? You know, since we’re looking for her p>
LYRIC
That was it. I lost it.
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The last thread of my control.
My breathing grew uneven as I tried and failed to suppress my tears. One slid down effortlessly.
The Executioner turned fully to face me, wearing a smile. I wouldn’t be surprised if she was amused by my tears.
“So, what’s it going to be, Lyric?” She walked back to me. “Are you going to tell me what you know? Or should I go ahead and inform my colleagues p>
Neither option was better. There was no way I was letting her leave when she already had her suspicions.
Amid my fear and tears, something struck me. Her colleagues didn’t know I existed. So if she didn’t report to them, they’d be entirely clueless.
I gulped with a flutter of nerves. What if… what if I could siphon her memories? She wouldn’t remember seeing me and wouldn’t be able to expose me to the others. It’ll give me enough time.
“Lyric, it’d be a shame to do this the wrong way…” She went on talking while I zoned out.