ELENA
“Just make sure you take a look at that file, Elena.”
Luke’s final words before he left my house, kept replaying in my head, time and time again.
What could possibly be in the file? Or the flash drive? Why was he helping me?
I found it difficult trusting Luke because he had proved to me so much already that he was a wolf in sheep’s clothing. A man that stabs his wife in the back for his own gain.
He was never truly going to help me, or had any intentions of doing anything that would benefit me, even slightly…
So why was I stalling? Why wasn’t I storming over like I should, and putting the file and flash drive where they belong? In the trash…
I stared at the file and the flash drive on the table for as long as I could remember, then, with a deep resolve to satisfy my curiosity—
