May 19, 2008 | Book One, DA Series, Draven Atreides, Life in General, Miss Snitch Mondays
“Yes. We found him. It wasn’t too hard. How did you know about him?”
Olivia’s leg stopped abruptly mid-swing. “I watch a lot of T.V. So? What did he say?”
“He agreed to our conditions,” the woman confirmed.
“What about your people?”
“You helped us out a great deal and your demands were quite reasonable, considering.” The woman paused, removed her sunglasses and turned to gaze directly at Olivia for the first time. “Your request has been granted. In return for your cooperation, you are now under the protection of the FBI.”
Olivia sagged limply against the bench, releasing the breath she didn’t know she’d been holding in until she felt the dizziness. She could feel the tightness gathering in her chest, her throat clogging with tears waiting to be shed. Tears of relief. Tears of happiness. Free. She was going to be free. She was going to be free…
“Um, how long…” she stopped at the strangled sound of her voice. She gave her head a shake, adjusted her over-sized sunglasses, cleared her throat and tried again.
“When will you be doing your…” Olivia flapped a hand in the air, “thing?”
“It’ll be a few days. We’ll need to get a team together,” the woman explained.
Olivia nodded, unable to say anything. She was going to be free in a few days. Free to start her life over. Free to slip through the cracks. Her breath escaping in steamy wisps from her mouth, she opened her backpack and pulled out a large envelope.
“Well, then you’ll be needing this,” she said, sliding it across until it sat in the middle of the bench.
The woman reached out and quickly snatched it up, handing it over to her partner, who tucked it into his leather bomber jacket. They stood up together, the man making a sweep of their surroundings.
“Thank you,” the woman said in a warm tone. “You’re doing a good thing, you know. You won’t regret it.”
“I know I won’t,” Olivia replied softly.
The woman took an awkward step closer, but still kept her distance. “Do you need anything?”
Olivia turned her head and gave the woman a wobbly smile.
“I’ll be getting what I want in a few days,” she answered.
The woman nodded and strode away with her partner.
Olivia didn’t know how long she sat there staring at the ducks, the laughing children. From her spot on the bench, she could see The Dairy, the Victorian Gothic building which housed the Visitor’s Center; the Central Park Zoo with it’s oasis of wildlife; the Wollman Skating Rink where one can skate from October to April; and Heckscher Playground. Oh, how she would miss this place. Exploring the whole of Central Park would be the only good memories of her time with this couple. After this, she would be on her own.
TO BE CONTINUED…
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The Bleeding Rose says:
I love this. I’m getting hooked. Can’t wait for next Monday. Aaaaaaaaaaaa.
Celise says:
TBR - Glad you’re enjoying the story. Chapter One starts next month, so it should get better. The Prologue was short, so I had to dole it out and make it last the whole month.
just a girl says:
Such a tease Celise!
Very tantilising. And that’s a v. good thing. =)
x
JAG
Celise says:
JAG - goochie-goochie-goo. LOL. Glad you’re enjoying the story.