146 Hit Me (1/2)

Luke Darcy.

His invite was in my hand. I stared at it for the longest time, before sealing it and adding it to the pile of invites that were to be sent out today. Rob, who was sitting beside me, was firing instructions around.

My favorite mixologist had been a great help. The preparations were almost over. We had worked day in and day out to hire workers who would serve. We had contacted the best DJ's who would play all around the day. We had prepared for costumes and masks for all the members of the staff and designed the invitation cards. The menu was decided. The food had been ordered.

It was almost like I was preparing for a wedding. The guest list had a solid number that scared the c.r.a.p out of me. How the staff would manage catering to every whim of the sc.u.mbags and high handed b.a.s.t.a.r.ds, I did not know.

Anthony was relaxed. He seemed happy and calculative.

He was plotting.

Darcy's fall was nearing.

I had a sinking feeling in my stomach.

Where would that lead us?

After dealing with Luke Darcy, I would be left with the choice of leaving the organization or leaving Anthony. It seemed like an easy choice, but I didn't know how long I would be able to hide my ident.i.ty. He was loving and thoughtful. He asked me questions about my life. I made s.h.i.+t up and went with the flow. He had probably caught my lies more often than not.

He still loved me.

My phone started buzzing in my pocket. I got up, excused myself and then left the room.

”We should meet,” she said.

”Daisy,” I greeted. ”Now is not a good time.”

”Mia. I know about this grand party that Anthony Murray is throwing. Everyone knows.” I heard her huff. ”I need to meet you. There are a few precautionary procedures that I want to go over with you before the party. We need to collaborate.”

”You think something is going to happen?” I ask.

”I am pretty sure. Keeping Murray and Darcy in the same room is volatile. You should be prepared.” I sighed in frustration.

”I can handle myself,” I hissed out.

”Precautionary procedures, Mia. It is my duty. I have been covering your a.s.s since the beginning of this mission and I will continue to do so until it ends.” There was finality in her tone that I hated.

”I have not heard a word from you in the past three months, Daisy. Do you expect me to jump at the first opportunity I get to meet you? In your own words, there is a risk. I cannot take the chance.”

”You don't need to,” she stated. ”Just stay in Poseidon's Realm this evening. I'll call you and set you up.”

”This better be worth it.”

”I wouldn't bother if it wasn't,” she replied, frustrated. We hung up. I went back to the invites.

As I posted them, the sinking feeling in my stomach grew.

Paranoia crept in.

Run, screamed my gut.