softened up when he told her his story.
She believed him. She realized that. He wasn't the person she thought. She didn't know why he was committing crimes, but he wasn’t the insane psychopath his files made him out to be. He cared for her. His feelings were evident when he touched her, when he looked at her, and when he'd held her afterwards.
This left her worried. How was she to handle this? She was an ATF agent. She was sent to capture him. She was sent to show him that his crimes did not pay off. Yet she was letting him fuck her and listening to what was on his mind.
That was clearly not acceptable for her job. But what could she do? She trusted and believed in this man.
It was a scary scenario. She was literally in the middle of a line that was drawn in the proverbial sand. If she went with the side of her job, her life's mission, she would lose the first man to break through her walls. The only man to make her long for more than the cold and empty life she led. The only person she wanted more than she wanted to avenge her brother's death.
If she didn't, if she went with him, she would become one of them. She would turn her back on the agency. She could easily avoid them. She knew their tactics. But she'd never be able to return to normal life again. She'd forever be away from all that she knew.
It wasn't like she had family. Her parents had both moved on. They didn't speak to her. She was too much of a reminder. They wanted peace and Melissa had been so full of anger and hatred she'd never given them any. She wanted revenge. They wanted to forget.
They all parted ways when she joined the agency. Her parents couldn't handle her obsession with Timmy's death. Her desire to target people and block them from harming others. Unhealthy they'd called it. She might agree if she didn't know she was right.
She could leave that life, join the club as an old lady and live happily with a man forever. But would it be enough? Lying in his bed and satisfying his every need. Would she be okay with that?
If she left, would she be okay with that? Then it dawned on her. She could help him. She could research. She could take down Logan and in turn take down the other bad cops that had caused this.
The problem was she'd have to take down Asher too, for his criminal actions. A scarred boy was sad. A vengeful man was dangerous.
She decided she had to do something and she wandered out into the hall. It wasn't long before her trained eye spotted a shelf that looked abnormal. She knew these older houses had passageways, she just wasn't sure why. But it was how she'd ended up in a closet.
A few movements of the shelf and she found her answer to what lies behind the bookshelf. A hallway leading to a set of stairs. She followed it and found herself back inside the basement. Amazed at her luck, she realized she had been gone a while. She had to escape when he left or she wouldn’t have time to get away before she was caught. And if she was caught trying to flee, she wasn’t sure she’d be alive to find out what else might happen.
She took her time looking at the closet but couldn’t seem to find the passageway out. Disheartened, she headed towards the stairs to search for another escape route. Before she started climbing the stairs, she heard a noise and turns her head around, terrified that she’d been caught. Instead, she caught sight of a mouse heading into a doorway that she didn’t realize was there.
Following the mouse, Melissa found another closet. A bigger one with a door in the back. One that she could only assume led into the same tunnel system she'd used to get inside. Well, that was good. She wasn't going to harm Hudson. She wasn't sure he was committing crimes. At least that's what she told herself until she spun around and saw what the closet held. Stacks of drugs. More packages than she'd ever seen. They were piled next to a large wooden container. She pushed
She believed him. She realized that. He wasn't the person she thought. She didn't know why he was committing crimes, but he wasn’t the insane psychopath his files made him out to be. He cared for her. His feelings were evident when he touched her, when he looked at her, and when he'd held her afterwards.
This left her worried. How was she to handle this? She was an ATF agent. She was sent to capture him. She was sent to show him that his crimes did not pay off. Yet she was letting him fuck her and listening to what was on his mind.
That was clearly not acceptable for her job. But what could she do? She trusted and believed in this man.
It was a scary scenario. She was literally in the middle of a line that was drawn in the proverbial sand. If she went with the side of her job, her life's mission, she would lose the first man to break through her walls. The only man to make her long for more than the cold and empty life she led. The only person she wanted more than she wanted to avenge her brother's death.
If she didn't, if she went with him, she would become one of them. She would turn her back on the agency. She could easily avoid them. She knew their tactics. But she'd never be able to return to normal life again. She'd forever be away from all that she knew.
It wasn't like she had family. Her parents had both moved on. They didn't speak to her. She was too much of a reminder. They wanted peace and Melissa had been so full of anger and hatred she'd never given them any. She wanted revenge. They wanted to forget.
They all parted ways when she joined the agency. Her parents couldn't handle her obsession with Timmy's death. Her desire to target people and block them from harming others. Unhealthy they'd called it. She might agree if she didn't know she was right.
She could leave that life, join the club as an old lady and live happily with a man forever. But would it be enough? Lying in his bed and satisfying his every need. Would she be okay with that?
If she left, would she be okay with that? Then it dawned on her. She could help him. She could research. She could take down Logan and in turn take down the other bad cops that had caused this.
The problem was she'd have to take down Asher too, for his criminal actions. A scarred boy was sad. A vengeful man was dangerous.
She decided she had to do something and she wandered out into the hall. It wasn't long before her trained eye spotted a shelf that looked abnormal. She knew these older houses had passageways, she just wasn't sure why. But it was how she'd ended up in a closet.
A few movements of the shelf and she found her answer to what lies behind the bookshelf. A hallway leading to a set of stairs. She followed it and found herself back inside the basement. Amazed at her luck, she realized she had been gone a while. She had to escape when he left or she wouldn’t have time to get away before she was caught. And if she was caught trying to flee, she wasn’t sure she’d be alive to find out what else might happen.
She took her time looking at the closet but couldn’t seem to find the passageway out. Disheartened, she headed towards the stairs to search for another escape route. Before she started climbing the stairs, she heard a noise and turns her head around, terrified that she’d been caught. Instead, she caught sight of a mouse heading into a doorway that she didn’t realize was there.
Following the mouse, Melissa found another closet. A bigger one with a door in the back. One that she could only assume led into the same tunnel system she'd used to get inside. Well, that was good. She wasn't going to harm Hudson. She wasn't sure he was committing crimes. At least that's what she told herself until she spun around and saw what the closet held. Stacks of drugs. More packages than she'd ever seen. They were piled next to a large wooden container. She pushed
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