"Boss, have you heard the news?" Marv asked Oliver who frowned in response. Lydia stood there as still as Ice and watched all of Oliver's reactions."What news?" Oliver asked Marv."It's about your secretary, sir..she was murdered last night in her house," Marv told Oliver who quickly jerked up from his seat. Lydia pretended to be startled, and and she grabbed her files and tighter."How did this happen? Was she in any brawl with someone? How did she get herself Killed?" Oliver asked Marv who exhaled."I do not know boss, but I have our people working on it right away. We will come up with answers soon." He told Oliver before he hung up. Oliver sighed, and clenched his fist. He had so many questions in his mind. What happened? Betty was one of the most peaceful people he knew. There was no way she could get herself Killed just like that. Oliver suspected a murder. It had to be."Forgive me sir, but is everything alright?" Lydia asked as she adjusted her large glasses. Oliver sighed."
"Boss, we do not have any latest development," Marv said over the phone as Oliver watched Lydia walk out of the office. He was certain that he would be keeping a late night that day. Oliver returned to his seat and sank into the comfy chair."What about Pascal? Have you been able to get a hold of him?" He asked Marv."No, boss. He's been inaccessible since the incident. I don't know where he went to." Marv told Oliver who just nodded"Alright. Keep me posted, and do not leave anything out. And Marv, I want you to check out somewhere for me. Now!" Oliver said. He could hear the elevator bell ring, and he knew that Lydia had stepped into the elevator."Who is it boss?" Marv asked him. "Lydia Amira. I want you to tell me everything you can get on her. She showed up today as a secretary, and she's... weird." He told Marv. Marv could detect a hint of embarrassment in Oliver's tone. He has been a Shadow for a very long time and so he can detect those things."I will look into her boss. Is
"You know, I should have you killed for the act of stupidity, whoever you are." Viktor Grey added as he slowly descended. Lydia could feel her breath getting raspier as he approached, but it was not because of fear, it was because of anger, a terrible ien that had taken over her."Who are you?" He asked her as they stood face to face. Viktor Grey could see the fierceness in Lydia's eyes. He knew that she was not just some simple helpless girl."You know who I am, Viktor Grey. You just need to look more carefully," she added and gazed at him. Viktor Grey exhaled and chuckled."Am I supposed to know who you are?" He asked her again and she smiled."Yes, you do, considering that your life, at this very moment is in my hands. So, you need to search through that head of yours and come up with something," she added and watched him closely. Viktor Grey exhaled. He was starting to get irritated by her attitude. How dare she speak to him that way?"Are you another one of my bastards then? A lo
Viktor Grey took his phone as the rain kept Pouring down outside. He did not want to believe a single word that Lydia jjs said. It was terrific for him, considering that they were contradicting everything that he thought he had known. Life was changing really fast, and for Viktor Grey, the only way to get a hold of all he had was to act fast.He quickly dialed a number and waited for some time before he placed he phone in his ear. His heart was beating really fast, and the alcohol in his system as not helping matters. The phone kept ringing until someone picked up the phone from the other side."Viktor Grey, the most powerful man in St Lambert's City. Why are you calling me?" A deep voice aksed from the other side of the phone. Viktor Grey exhaled. There were certain people that he didn't want to do business with, and the man, venom, on the other side of the phone was one of them."Venom, it's a been a while, my friend." Viktor Grey tried to hide his anxiety, but he was failing in tha
Mia moaned when Oliver rolled to the side to answer the phone call he has getting. The rains kept pouring down, and it had been a night that they would remember for a very long time to come. Oliver checked to see who it was and found Marv's name on the screen. "Marv," Oliver said. The sleep in his eyes had slowly disappeared. Oliver was always attentive, and that fact made it difficult for him to sleep sometimes. But with Mia by his side, he rested very well."I got some development, boss. And you might want to hear them" Marv said to Oliver as he walked towards the window. He looked outside. The night rain could not be seen shattering the ornamental tress and shaking rooftops."What do you have?" Oliver asked Marv."So, I did a little research on Lydia Amira. I checked footage from your company to make sure facial recognition was accurate. It was very difficult, but I managed to find something. She forged her documents. Her real name is Lydia Arima, the daughter of a disgraced psych
Lydia walked into his office with a tray of coffee and water that Oliver hadn't asked for. He didn't budge as he watched her walk in. "I thought you might be tired," Lydia said as she placed the tray on his table. Oliver's eyes raked her. He knew all of her games.Her top buttons were undone, and she bent lower, attempting to reveal more of her cleavage, anything to make sure she had Oliver at the tip of her fingers. Her plan seemed to have been working from the very beginning, and he didn't suspect her.The corner of his lips curved in a smirk as he eyed her chest. Her attempts were futile, but just for a little more, he needed to reel her in. "Thanks, Lydia." Oliver pulled the tray closer.Lydia didn't leave; rather, she turned round the table and sat on it, concern etched on her face as she reached for Oliver, her hands patting the hair that fell on his face. "You look worried, boss," She asked in a sultry tone, her gaze holding his. "Is there anything I can do to help?"Oliver, s
The date was going so well, and Mia wouldn't stop talking about how much she missed it, how she missed Oliver and his unfunny jokes. "Ice cream for dessert? Really?" Oliver teased, watching her with a glint in his eyes as though she was all that mattered to him."I feel like I can taste it in your blood or when I kiss you." Mia couldn't hold back the chortle that escaped her throat as she dug her spoon into the ice cream plate and brought the spoon to his mouth. "Try it and tell me why you wouldn't want this goodness every time."Oliver couldn't remember the last time he had ice cream or even thought about him. He complied and took the spoonful from her. "If nostalgia was a taste.""You're so adorable, you know that, right?" Mia teased again. Oliver made a funny face as his brows crooked. He was the last thing to call adorable, but he liked it when she said it.He nodded and smiled before getting off his seat, "Nature calls. It's all Mr Ice Cream's fault.""What? It was a spoon!"Oli
"Stop here. I'd grab a cup of coffee before heading to the apartment. You can do that much, right?" She asked, and the driver nodded, locking eyes with her from the rearview mirror."Yes, ma'am."Cat was back in town again, and not much had changed. She stepped foot onto the pavement and walked into the restaurant, waving to the driver who'd picked her up from the airport.She had to blend in and be as inconspicuous as possible, hence her dyed hair. Cat knew she couldn't be recognized, especially after the whole world thought she'd died. Thanks to her father's genius plan. Stepping into the restaurant, she headed straight to the counter and placed her order.Being in the open without protection wasn't a luxury she'd enjoyed in a while. If she succeeded in this mission, then maybe others would get easier. She couldn't help the smile that crawled up her lips as she took her cup of coffee. "You look like a movie star!" The young girl behind the counter complimented as Cat walked out the