
"You don't have a lover, a woman as beautiful as you."
"It's just a matter of whether I want to or not. I told you my life was still a mess. Lover will add to the mess in many things."
"You seem to have a good life Emma. Brilliant career, why are you looking for trouble with getting all this involved."
"Yes my life is good my aunt. He stood by me well. But it wasn't enough, from the start it wasn't enough. My aunt begged me to put an end to all this, but I can't."
She's quiet. The attentive senior. Coldlin's nickname doesn't deserve him. Maybe he just chose his circle, he was not a man who spread charm to anyone. He just avoided too many passersby in his life. He's quite considerate.
"So we're dating Coldlin?" I saw him with my chin up in my chair.
"No, I can't make a mess with a co-worker. This is totally unacceptable." He laughed and finally broke up. "No offense, I'm not rejecting you, you're so beautiful, there's no man who doesn't admit it, just doesn't believe it's affecting our work."
He seems to be a logical person. I appreciate people with such calm thoughts. Or he's not comfortable with the way I started this kind of relationship, I know we were strangers before. That's not to blame.
"No, I'm not offended. You're Coldlin's good man. All right, if you go to LA tell me okay."
"Yes. Keep yourself out of trouble before it happens."
The meeting is over. I went back to LA the next day. My friends were worried about me, but I said I was okay. Only the exhaustion of the long flight and the air arriving were different.
Antonio asked to talk to me after I got back.
"We've started terrorizing him. But he doesn't seem to believe it. I sent him a picture of one of his accounts that you took. Let's see if he'll give up or not."
"He will pay. Just chill. Otherwise he would have investigated he would have lost even more. We just need to threaten him again." I feel that way too. Sihlakan enjoy a headache longing until you go to jail.
I have a job to handle later. This time I'm going to the police station again. While no word yet from Thomas, but now Colin's calling.
"Colin, honey, you called me. Do we have a job?"
"No, I just wanted to call to ask you how you are."
"I'm doing fine. Take it easy I won't do anything dangerous. I told you and Thomas."
Even if I stand in front of Hans Dench, the feeling of wanting to neg*nju his own face until he topples is very strong, but I will survive not do it. It would be too easy for him. The torment every night thinking the money would run out would be better.
"I hope you occupy it for your own safety. He might send a payroll* to eliminate you himself if he finds out you're hunting him."
"Yes, I know. When are you going to LA?"
"Not yet, but maybe in the near future there are data requests. Because you're one of our data sources. It'll come from Thomas directly."
"Thank you for reminding me. You're a caring senior."
"There's good news from Thomas, the person you photographed at the club was right-handed with Assad's brother. We're watching him closely now. The delivery failure that was already 6 months ago should they be starting to send a new batch. Therefore do not make a movement okay. Herron's ships must have brought the goods again. But surely the port will change."
"Ohh, really. That nice. But they haven't got the schedule yet."