《Guns and Giggles》21. Covers and Cuts
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Here I was. Back at work, after threatening my boss that I'll do unassigned projects, like kill someone important. Or have a deep emotional feelings for someone.
"This woman hasn't aged a day since 25!" I slammed the vanilla folder at Oli's desk.
He just sighs and stops writing his report knowing I have more to say.
"She has a family ancestry that dates back to the 1500s probably even older AND she lives in a castle where people visit her and work for her BY THEIR FREE WILL!" I stress on the important parts.
"So...?" He asked me to continue.
"She's a Werewolf!" I exclaimed, probably looking like a lunatic with my crazy bun hair and larger than life hoodie.
"Okay you need to stop reading the werewolf books which are in the FANTASY section FYI. And stop with the conspiracies already! You work for a secret service, YOU are a conspiracy." He closes my file and turns my chair around, tipping me over until I get up for balance.
I run my hand through my new bangs, still getting used to them. My new name and look came right after I was done with interrogations 3 weeks ago.
The woman in my file was someone of a great importance, probably the alpha female, and needed our help in the 10th anniversary of the peace meeting held every year but the few elites of the country. It was a fancy way of hiring bodyguards.
I was supposed to meet this woman in an hour to discuss what she wants from our team and boy was I ready.
Let's be honest here, I've had my fair share of Supernatural entities and Other worldy interactions that I'm not at liberty to discuss but none of them were handed over to me on a silver plate. And if she really is a werewolf, I have a lot of questions.
I picked something business casual from my new closet and drove to the niche restaurant where we had our trusted meetings to see her waiting at the table looking regal as f- fun... I corrected myself. New persona new vocabulary.
The woman let out a spark of recognition instantly with wide eyes and tried to cover it up.
"Hello I'm Alicia from the service so secret we don't even know it's name" I joked to make her comfortable, as I'm trained to.
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"Hii I'm Ella the mystery woman" she let's out a nervous chuckle.
"So shall we begin?" We start with the schedule and look at the blue print of the building where the meeting will be held to cover all the exits. Look at me still looking at the fastest way out of a situation, somethings never change.
"Alph- Uhrm- E-Ella I'm here to pick you up, boss is getting restless" a cute guy scratches his head.
"Daniel! Meet Alicia, she will be helping us at the peace meeting." She stares at him for some time.
"Oh yeah hey! I'm Daniel, Ella's friend, I look forward to seeing you" he mentioned loosely.
"I'm not so sure about that" I mumbled under my breath.
After Daniel left Ella waited with me to chat up, seemingly wanting to spend more time on me rather than whatever important thing the 'boss' wanted. And I got her to confess her genetic reality.
It was an Eureka moment really! I screamed 'I knew it!' so loud most of the people reached for their guns, some even hovering their hands over their crotch. Ew. Get a holder.
"But you can't tell anyone else, because we don't want to cause unrest and it's a matter of legal secrecy." She pleaded.
"Yes I understand, But-But I have so many questions!" I looked at her like a curious little child staring at a fluffy unicorn.
"Ask away!" She chuckled.
I was still left in awe, seeing this totally normal looking human being not being a whole human.
"I-I uhhh Do you ever turn into a wolf so you can pee standing up?" I flicked away the thought that the only other person to make me stutter thinks I'm dead.
She bit her lip and looked around after finally letting out a sigh "yes".
"Do you think I could ever-"
"I know you" She exclaimed quietly. Now that's a talent.
"We just met, do you have telepathic powers too?!" I gasp. This day gets better by the minute.
"No not for humans atleast but we- ugh it doesn't matter, I saw you at the house a few weeks back, I was with... Michael" she looks down as if she's embarrassed.
"Michael? That arséhole what were you doing with him, I would have remembered if a girl was brave enough to handle his bullsh-" I paused as soon as I heard a little growl from Ella.
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"I'm sorry but I can't hear such things about him, it makes me loose control, but you are right he is an arséhole." She laughed. Is she bipolar or something?
"You were the one who almost ate me!" I moved my chair back, ready for escape.
"No wait! Eat you? I'm a vegetarian! I don't even eat meat! That day I got possessive over Michael and I saw you as a threat" She moved closer.
Oh shit my cover.
"Uhrm I don't know what you're talking about miss" I'm going finally to get fired "let's go over these last two exits" Maybe I should quit and run with the money I have saved up " so they have a security code which is changed every day" I should maybe leave a letter for Oli so that he doesn't get blamed for my recklessness.
"Oh please I have 10 times higher sensory processing I can't be wrong." She bragged.
"This is my time, I'll be sure to update your security team with all the required codes and meet you there at 1800" I wrap up the meeting and get up to leave.
"They are all devastated, especially Michael! Alex isn't doing well and Zachary hasn't been out of his room!" she stated making me stop for a moment before I continued to rush back to my hotel where I let down hot tears staining the clean white sheets.
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I see Ella walk by, Daniel at her side without acknowledging me, as planned. While Oli acts as my irritated rich husband and I sip my champagne.
The peace event was in full swing with a successful meeting. I say successful because no one died, we all know these 'meetings' end before actual work can even start! Not to forget the paperwork.
"You are overdoing it Darling" I wrap my hand around his arm.
We blended in pretty well with his black suit and my black dress.
"This isn't my scene and you know it. I'm used to a rifle on my arm not a girl!" Oli whispered. To the outside it looked like we were discussing loving nothings.
"That's exactly why I wonder how you got a girlfriend in the first place." I fake a giggle with a hint of reality.
"She's my wife!" He tugged on my arm.
"I doubt" I smirked.
"You are impossible" he sighed.
"And Don't say it's Kimpossible, get some new comebacks" he said.
"Shut up" I mumbled kissing his cheek as someone approached Ella.
I switched my place with Oli to view him clearly and a sudden gasp left me.
Michael.
He looked sexy as ever even with his slightly bruised knuckles that I noticed. He had fresh cuts on his knuckles that he didn't treat well.
Ella glanced at me making Michael look back when I ducked back into Oli's jacket and dragged him towards the bathroom.
"Hey! I know you've always been jealous but I have a daughter you know, I can't-" he rambled before I stopped him near the door, loosing my grip on his jacket.
"Take over!" I rolled my eyes.
I went to the washroom to get back in the right mind. I locked the door and went into one of the stalls.
I took a deep breath to calm my racing heart.
I clenched my fist, thumb out of my fist.
Deep breath. In. Out. In. Out.
Not working.
I punched the door with my fisted hand and it felt good. I instinctively punched the door more and more until I bruised.
I took a deep breath again, finally calming my heart and walked out to find out a woman leaning against the sink, eyes wide in fear.
I smiled at her and moved to go out before whispering one word...
"Periods" I chuckled.
I went back to find Oli fidgeting at the elegant bar.
"Hey!" I gave a 1000 watt smile.
"You have some guts to show up so late!" I came closer.
"Oh they are something alright. My ex hated my guts because he could never reach them." I laughed and Oli laughed with me. Keeping up the loving facade and remembering how he smashed his face the last time I saw him.
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