Chapter 13
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Inspector Clay was about to sleep when his cellphone ring. A new number flashed on the screen and he doesn't have any idea who the caller is. But since he's an Inspector and he knew that calls are important especially at late night, he answered it.
"Looks like we have something to discuss, Inspector..." says the voice.
Inspector Clay gets up on his bed trying to figure out who the caller is, "Who's this?" he asked.
"How bad... You really think you can just get away from us?" the voice was annoyed.
Then Inspector Clay's eyes got bigger. But then he was able to realize what's happening.
"You got your tongue-tied, Inspector?" the voice on the line chuckled.
Inspector Clay laughed really hard. He even hit the table while still laughing.
"I guess this is it... Just wait for the—"
"I got you," Inspector Clay cut the voice in there.
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah, I got you. I love trying your patience, Gerry," Inspector Clay said, saying the caller's name.
"What are you into?" asks the caller, Gerry.
"Can't you just let me do my job for you guys?" he answered.
"He is pissed until now, do you know that?" Gerry said in a high-pitch voice.
"Come on, he's not the only one," he annoyingly said.
"You're not gonna say that again if I were you," Gerry warned him.
"Look, Gerry, my partner Yuno is questioning my moves. He even told me that I've changed a lot. He's into me, okay? I need to lie low, but it doesn't mean forever. Just give me some space and do me a favor. Tell him that I'm into something that he will be interested in," he said, elaborating.
"I hope you will not run out of time just like him," Gerry said before turning off the call.
Inspector Clay grinned. He needs to finish the job.
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Cassandra opened her eyes and there was Herdon, smiling, stroking her hair. She can feel the love.
"How long are you looking at me?" She asked in a low-pitch voice. She just woke up and it's very sweet of her that Herdon was there all the time.
"Since I woke up?" Herdon answered plastering a smile.
She got up still looking at Herdon, "Where are we going?" she asked when she noticed that Herdon is well dressed.
"Have you forgotten? We're going to visit your parents. I promised you that last night," Herdon replied.
"Oh, come on," Cassandra laughs, shaking her head from left to right, "you didn't promise that. You just asked me and I don't remember that I agreed," she declared.
"And I believe you'll need to agree. Besides, I missed them already," Herdon is trying to convince her.
She stooped, "Hon... About last night..."
"Sshhh..." Herdon put his finger over her nose to stop her, "let's not talk about it."
So Cassandra just nodded. She feels like she had to listen to her husband for her own good.
"Let me take a bath. You can wait for me downstairs," she smiled as she walks to the bathroom.
"Are you sure it's okay if I'll wait for you downstairs?" he asked to make sure.
"Yes. Maybe I am just upset since the accident that's why I find this house strange. I promise I'll get used to it again," Cassandra wholeheartedly said.
So Herdon waited for her downstairs. Fatima who was doing the laundry that day asked Herdon about the white shoes she's washing. So Herdon went to the laundry area to check on Fatima.
"Sir, the dirt on these shoes won't runoff. Is it okay if I'll just let it this way?" Fatima asked hesitantly.
"Let me see it," he checked the shoes, turning them upside down, "just throw it. I won't be using them anymore. Besides, I don't like the brand of these shoes," he demanded.
Herdon chuckled when he noticed that Fatima was surprised.
"It's okay, Fatima, I have a lot of shoes and I can just buy another one," he was about to go back inside when he looked at Fatima again. Smiling, he said, "if you want, you can keep that one. Give it to anyone you know who might be using that without considering the dirt."
Fatima was happy hearing what he said, "Thank you so much, sir! I know someone who loves white shoes. He won't refuse to it," she happily separated the shoes from the others.
Herdon just shrugged his shoulders. When he gets back in the living room, Cassandra was already there.
"There you are. Where did you go?" Cassandra asked?
"I talked to Fatima to look at some things. But first, let me compliment you. You are so beautiful, honey!" he pulled Cassandra, and his eyes were amazingly looking at her.
"You bought these to me. And I was able to wear it again this time," Cassandra said in satisfaction. She was wearing a black fitted dress that brings out her sexy image.
"Why do I feel like I want you to get back in our room?" he said in a sexy voice, running his fingers on Cassandra's waist.
"Stop it, Herdon. I might say yes," Cassandra acted like she wanted what her husband said.
"Well, I guess I don't need to hypnotize you at all, hm?" his eyes were sparkling, he was thinking if he can handle what he's feeling right now.
"Well, I think we need to go so we can go home at once and maybe... we can try if you can hypnotize me or if I'll be willing all the way..." She whispered it on Herdon's ears and Herdon can't help it. He feels like it just made him worse.
"Or we can call your parents and tell them we will just come there tomorrow..." Herdon whispered on Cassandra's ears too.
But their moment was interrupted by Fatima.
"Sir, Ma'am, will I cook for dinner later?" Fatima came from the laundry area.
Herdon and Cassandra both laughed. They were almost caught teasing each other.
"Don't bother, Fatima. Just cook for yourself today," Herdon answered.
Then after that, they already went to Cassandra's parents.
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