Escaping Reality
and the creation of the
pyramids, “if you could incorporate a museum into the project your
building and get non-profit funding to offset the expense.”
I lean back in my seat and suddenly realize that Derek and Liam are
gone and I didn’t even know they left. “If you’re just a secretary,” Mike
announces, “you’re a wasted commodity.”
“I, ah, thank you.” I stare at the empty seats, feeling a frisson of
unease. “Excuse me if you will, Mike. I’m going to run to the ladies’ room.” I
push to my feet and waste no time rushing away, scanning for Liam and
Derek, and decide I’ll take a trip to the bathroom and use the privacy to call
Liam.
I’m about to head into the bathroom when I hear Liam’s voice
coming from a balcony just opposite where I’m standing. I move in that
direction and stop dead when I hear, “Did you get the data off her
computer?”
“All of it,” Derek says. “Including the camera.”
“So the camera feed is live?”
“Hot as a day in Texas. Are you sure you have her under control?”
“I can handle Amy. You just get me what I need.”
The word “Texas” rolls around in my head several times and hits me
like a hard punch in the gut. I bolt, my heart is in my throat, adrenaline
surging through me to the point where I’m shaking. I arrive at the elevator
and punch the button a good ten times until it opens, and I all but lunge
inside the car. I hold my breath, waiting for the doors to close, certain I will
be discovered.
When finally the car is moving, I inhale deeply, willing my pulse to
slow so I can think. This doesn’t mean Liam is the bad guy. It doesn’t.
Maybe he dug into my past. Maybe he’s trying to help me. But why would
he film me? Why? Why? Why? I was falling in love with him. I am in love
with him. The idea that he and I were nothing but a facade cuts me deeply.
I want to believe in him and us, but I do not dare risk trusting him. I have to
survive first, and I need a plan.
Think, Amy. Think. You have to get out of here. Leave the state. Leave
tonight. The elevator opens on the bottom floor and I know there are
cameras everywhere, easily tracking my departure. I run through the empty
lobby and ignore the security guard behind the desk, exiting the building
and immediately cutting to my right. I pause momentarily to remove my
shoes before running several blocks until I spot a cab and hail it.
I climb inside. “Where to, lady?”
Where to? Where to? My cell phone rings and I am smart enough to
know that not only can the GPS chip be used to follow me, Liam has the
money to make it happen. With my heart in my throat, I roll down the
window and toss the phone outside, my thoughts bouncing all over the
place with my emotions. I need a fake ID I can’t get until tomorrow. And I
need to be close to Evernight so I can try to reach my handler one last time.
I lean forward to talk to the driver. “There’s a hotel called Cherry
Creek Inn, in Cherry Creek North. Take me there.” I hesitate, then add, “But
stop by a twenty-four-hour Walmart first.” I need supplies and a cash
machine.
Forty-five minutes later, I step into the hotel room I’ve paid for in
cash with Liam’s words playing in my head. Run to me, Amy, not from me.
Angrily, I swipe at the tears that slip down my cheeks. I’m not going to cry
over him. I’m not. I’m not going to cry at all.
I dump the contents of my shopping bag on the bed. A cheap pair of
tennis shoes, a couple of tank tops and pairs of shorts, a few toiletries. I
remove the wad of cash from my purse that I pulled from Liam’s credit card
and toss it down as well. Tomorrow I’ll clean out my New York accounts,
get a fake ID to travel with so that Amy Bensen will never be traceable as
leaving town, and then I’m gone.
“I’m not running at all, Liam,” I whisper. I’m going back to Texas.
The End....
Look for the exciting conclusion of The Secret Life of Amy Bensen in
Infinite Possibilities coming very soon!
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