7 months later…
It was a long drive from Nottingham to Woodbridge, but since Emma hadn’t replaced Simon’s phone, and he hadn’t seen an opportunity to steal someone else’s, this was the only option left. Max wanted inside information, and she was going to get it.
He figured his best chances at finding her were at agent Weston’s house, where Deb also lived. He half and half hoped Deb would be home. It would be nice to talk, like they used to.
He parked his car in front of the house, got out and rang the bell.
A couple yards further Alex was looking through a fieldglass, and talking on the phone with Emma. “Some hot chick just opened the door” he mumbled. “Man, she’s pissed. I don’t think she’s very happy to see him…Oh, wait, she’s letting him in…I’ll call te back”
Max shut the door behind Simon, and turned around, angry. “What the hell were te thinking? te can’t just mostra up like this! It’s dangerous!”
“I have information” Simon replied breathless, as if he’d ran the distance, instead of driven.
“Did someone follow you?” Max asked, while she walked to the front window and moved the curtains a little.
“No” Simon replied, tentatively. “I mean, I don’t think so…Where’s Deb?”
Max cast him an annoyed glance. “She’s out. Baby shopping with Claire” she replied dismissively. “Anyway, what took te so long? te realize te were released seven months ago, right? I was starting to think you’d bailed on us”
“Emma didn’t trust me” Simon explained. “She wouldn’t involve me in her plans. And then Alex was constantly on my tail”
“You mean the one who…?”
“Yep” Simon nodded.
“Okay, what’s the information? It better be good” Max warned him.
It was a long drive from Nottingham to Woodbridge, but since Emma hadn’t replaced Simon’s phone, and he hadn’t seen an opportunity to steal someone else’s, this was the only option left. Max wanted inside information, and she was going to get it.
He figured his best chances at finding her were at agent Weston’s house, where Deb also lived. He half and half hoped Deb would be home. It would be nice to talk, like they used to.
He parked his car in front of the house, got out and rang the bell.
A couple yards further Alex was looking through a fieldglass, and talking on the phone with Emma. “Some hot chick just opened the door” he mumbled. “Man, she’s pissed. I don’t think she’s very happy to see him…Oh, wait, she’s letting him in…I’ll call te back”
Max shut the door behind Simon, and turned around, angry. “What the hell were te thinking? te can’t just mostra up like this! It’s dangerous!”
“I have information” Simon replied breathless, as if he’d ran the distance, instead of driven.
“Did someone follow you?” Max asked, while she walked to the front window and moved the curtains a little.
“No” Simon replied, tentatively. “I mean, I don’t think so…Where’s Deb?”
Max cast him an annoyed glance. “She’s out. Baby shopping with Claire” she replied dismissively. “Anyway, what took te so long? te realize te were released seven months ago, right? I was starting to think you’d bailed on us”
“Emma didn’t trust me” Simon explained. “She wouldn’t involve me in her plans. And then Alex was constantly on my tail”
“You mean the one who…?”
“Yep” Simon nodded.
“Okay, what’s the information? It better be good” Max warned him.