
I feel weird about Nathan, why would he reject me? It's true that he didn't want to mix up friendships and requests for help, didn't want to feel like I was paying for it.
Well, actually it's sweet I'm flattered. But I don't know, I can't trust him completely. I really think of him as a friend...
"Morning, are you good?" Nathan greeted me, he arrived in front of me as I was daydreaming with my coffee glass in the dining room. He came down in his jogging clothes with the other men. Deborah smiled seeing each of them take her breakfast before jogging.
"Good, thanks..." I smiled at them. Like seeing the soldiers with their morning training.
"You want to go jogging?" John invites.
"No, I can't move much first."
"Ohh yes. I forget. Then we go run first."
"I'm leaving." Nathan told me. And the four of them just left. Their backs quickly disappeared from our sight afterwards.
"It's like feeding my kids." I laughed at Deborah who worked in front of me making food.
"Mr Nathan told Miss that she seemed to." Change Deborah talk to me.
"really?"
"You don't see his sight? He's watching you."
"Did Nathan never bring a woman here."
"Once, Miss Amanda. It was the only girl he brought here. But I heard they broke up, didn't they."
"Hmm. yeah." I caused their breakup.
"I'll walk for a while in this neighborhood Deborah."
I just want to walk in this cool air. I came down to the front after changing clothes and shoes.
The streets are still empty, it's still morning. There are some people who go out jogging with me. I saw there was a minibus of project workers on the side of the road. And the other side I found a minibus carrying laundry, the morning they work. I went through it but like no one was there, I immediately suspected. It's a reconnaissance vehicle.
They really are lurking. So what Nathan said about reconnaissance is true. They saw a suspicious vehicle but have not confirmed it.
Why doesn't anyone tell me they're stalking. Do they suspect me now?
I continued on and typed a message into my boss.
'Sir, did you do any surveillance around Chicago, near Garcia's house? Why didn't you tell me.' Long time no answer. I waited in annoyance.
'I'm not actually handling your case anymore. You'll be contacted by the head of your new unit later. While stay there.'
He promised me a promotion to the head of the unit. But he's not charging in my unit. Why do I feel promised a piece of crap?! Fu*ck you Reed! You put me here as a spy but you're not responsible for even telling me who's the head of my new unit.
I walk with anger. You'll regret playing me like this. I promise you guys.
Nathan met me on their way home, while I was just out of the park to calm down, they ran quickly and stopped beside me. I don't care about it because it's still badmood.
"What's wrong with you?"
"There's a project minibus and laundry in the neighborhood." I whispered while looking at the pond in the garden.
"I told you there was, you really don't know?" I didn't respond to him. "Maybe you're under suspicion. While I'm sending you to LA first."
"Filen." I ate a blind paycheck, probably right Nathan said, I'd better be the chief auditor in Garcia. I can replace Alan. More valuable than being underestimated continuously like this.
I returned to LA, three days later after my case in Chicago was over.
Nathan's not coming with me, I certainly don't know where he's going. The bet I made made made me unsettled and unsure of what would happen.
Was I right to take this step, was I going to end up being an auditor at Garcia Int, or what if suddenly Nathan betrayed me and canceled our agreement. But what else can I do if my position is already pinched.
Didn't do anything? Just makes me feel like a pawn thrown in the trash.
A message came into my phone. From Tyson, why did he send another message.
'Now you're under my unit. Your report sent me starting today. Get something for me, I see your report, you show no progress, get something other than Diego, he has no role, he's just Garcia's lawyer, we've been investigating...'
What's?! Turns out Tyson Callaway is now the head of my unit. Now he can rule me?! So arrogant. Tyson can rule me?! Justjust wonderful. He's the head of the unit that sent out the reconnaissance without saying anything to me. For God's sake, we were close friends before! How he directly ordered me so.
Though 2x me one team with him that he did is data analysis. I can also analyze data. The guys up there are playing and laughing at me right now. They put me on a life bet here and those who accept the results as unit leaders.
'Can you tell me what I'm looking for. I didn't find anything, yesterday I went to Chicago just found out he could take care of a KGB agent easily, he didn't let me approach his other business. What business is he in? You didn't even say you found anything on the guy I met in LA? And next time if you send a stakeout at least tell me!' I replied with a slap.
'I'm your boss now no longer your friend Natalie. I don't know, we're here waiting for your progress, there's nothing in the data analysis, try tapping the phone, aren't you good at it. Follow him if he comes out. You've never followed him, have you? Or you can seduce him a little to get a crack, I think you've been really good at getting things done like that all along.'
Am I good at things like that? You mean I'm good at seducing?! Tapping his phone, follow him? Fu*ck you Tyson! You only know to rule! You think it's easy to follow a guy with six bodyguards, why tell me, get your team down, you think it's easy to steal people's phones! You just rule. Fucking bastards! I'm the one who worked you got a promotion.
I slammed my own phone shirt, before having to retrieve it erasing his conversation data later.
'Then I'll send another agent to help around you, this is my first job as a unit chief. I'll try to help you."
He sent a watchdog, not a maid for me, this is the person he trusted. No doubt about it anymore.
'She's a woman, put her on your team in the office, she can help you, can you ask your personal assistant she'll apply...'
I don't like supervisors like this, it feels like they're not being trusted. But maybe I can use it to make a false impression.
Fucking tyson! You'll pay for your arrogance.