officially closed, it will give me some peace. If not, then maybe I should talk to Luca. I’m beginning to understand the extent of his power. Fourth, call my friends more often. Fifth, visit my parents within the next month. I need to stop closing myself off from the world and can’t let others frighten me into being a recluse. Sixth, ditch the no-carbs-on-weekdays diet and enjoy food whenever I want.
Now it’s time to get out of this apartment. I quickly get dressed, grab my laptop, and visit the coffee shop around the corner to treat myself to a muffin and tea while I search for job openings. Seated at the window and facing the passing pedestrians, I devour the buttery muffin in a few huge bites. The couple at the table next to me are murmuring endearments to each other and exchanging pecks on the mouth, which reminds me of the void inside of me. That emptiness of missing Luca makes me feel unfulfilled continuously – the emotional ache heartbreak causes.
Stop it!
Blinking away the gathering tears, I snap my attention back to my laptop, but instead of applying for jobs, I Google ‘Luca DeMiliano’. I Googled him when we first met but couldn’t find a lot of information, mostly links to Security Simplicity, and I didn’t look further into it. The first results page shows me the company website, links to some kind of software, and affiliated companies. I click ‘Images’ and am surprised to find photos of him at parties and other events. Mostly posed pictures of him with a date, always with an attractive model on his arm.
I push the screen down and order a huge slice of red velvet cake filled with white buttercream and a Lady Grey tea and then decide to send some employers my résumé. After hitting send on my third e-mail, I contact Detective Wade. I hold my phone to my ear, hoping he’ll pick up.
“Wade,” he answers gruffly.
“Hi, Detective Wade. It’s Fallon Michaels, I’m calling in regards to Alex Gentry’s investigation.”
He sighs deeply. “Still the same status, but I can’t close it because I have another case that could be tied to it.” He pauses, and I can hear the rustling of papers in the background. “Fallon, are you okay?”
Startled, I retort, “Yes.”
“Because I have to tell you. Your sudden interest in this case is peculiar. I’ve spoken to you twice in two weeks.”
“Well, I just want it to be closed so I won’t have to worry about it.” Shit! That came out wrong, so I hurriedly add, “It’s weird to have this hanging over my head.”
“Hmm.”
That sounds ominous. I bite my fingernail.
“I’ll call you, Fallon, when I have an update.” He dismisses me and hangs up.
Another case tied to it? Is that why Luca wants me to open up? Does he think that I know more about the police investigation? I tuck my hair behind both ears, resolute to stop my thoughts from continuously wandering to Luca.
I talk to my mother and make arrangements to visit my parents in Lake Forest this weekend. Then I call Jason and make dinner plans with him for next week. After my phone calls are out of the way, I decide it’s time I go to the hairdresser. I usually have my bangs trimmed every four weeks, but I haven’t had them cut in months, so I’ve been combing them back or pinning them to the side to keep the hair out of my eyes.
Now that I’ve gotten out of the apartment and started on my to-do list, I’m determined to move forward instead of continuing on with my current stagnant lifestyle.
CHAPTER 14
Fallon
Moving forward, which seemed impossible four months back when I first came home from the Syndicate’s house, is what I’ve been doing. Time has passed slowly, one day at a time, and Luca has finally started to pass from my mind. And although day by day the pain and emptiness of missing half of your heart does lessen, the love never disappears.
I’m actually working different temp jobs right now because I haven’t been hired full-time anywhere yet. I’m
Now it’s time to get out of this apartment. I quickly get dressed, grab my laptop, and visit the coffee shop around the corner to treat myself to a muffin and tea while I search for job openings. Seated at the window and facing the passing pedestrians, I devour the buttery muffin in a few huge bites. The couple at the table next to me are murmuring endearments to each other and exchanging pecks on the mouth, which reminds me of the void inside of me. That emptiness of missing Luca makes me feel unfulfilled continuously – the emotional ache heartbreak causes.
Stop it!
Blinking away the gathering tears, I snap my attention back to my laptop, but instead of applying for jobs, I Google ‘Luca DeMiliano’. I Googled him when we first met but couldn’t find a lot of information, mostly links to Security Simplicity, and I didn’t look further into it. The first results page shows me the company website, links to some kind of software, and affiliated companies. I click ‘Images’ and am surprised to find photos of him at parties and other events. Mostly posed pictures of him with a date, always with an attractive model on his arm.
I push the screen down and order a huge slice of red velvet cake filled with white buttercream and a Lady Grey tea and then decide to send some employers my résumé. After hitting send on my third e-mail, I contact Detective Wade. I hold my phone to my ear, hoping he’ll pick up.
“Wade,” he answers gruffly.
“Hi, Detective Wade. It’s Fallon Michaels, I’m calling in regards to Alex Gentry’s investigation.”
He sighs deeply. “Still the same status, but I can’t close it because I have another case that could be tied to it.” He pauses, and I can hear the rustling of papers in the background. “Fallon, are you okay?”
Startled, I retort, “Yes.”
“Because I have to tell you. Your sudden interest in this case is peculiar. I’ve spoken to you twice in two weeks.”
“Well, I just want it to be closed so I won’t have to worry about it.” Shit! That came out wrong, so I hurriedly add, “It’s weird to have this hanging over my head.”
“Hmm.”
That sounds ominous. I bite my fingernail.
“I’ll call you, Fallon, when I have an update.” He dismisses me and hangs up.
Another case tied to it? Is that why Luca wants me to open up? Does he think that I know more about the police investigation? I tuck my hair behind both ears, resolute to stop my thoughts from continuously wandering to Luca.
I talk to my mother and make arrangements to visit my parents in Lake Forest this weekend. Then I call Jason and make dinner plans with him for next week. After my phone calls are out of the way, I decide it’s time I go to the hairdresser. I usually have my bangs trimmed every four weeks, but I haven’t had them cut in months, so I’ve been combing them back or pinning them to the side to keep the hair out of my eyes.
Now that I’ve gotten out of the apartment and started on my to-do list, I’m determined to move forward instead of continuing on with my current stagnant lifestyle.
CHAPTER 14
Fallon
Moving forward, which seemed impossible four months back when I first came home from the Syndicate’s house, is what I’ve been doing. Time has passed slowly, one day at a time, and Luca has finally started to pass from my mind. And although day by day the pain and emptiness of missing half of your heart does lessen, the love never disappears.
I’m actually working different temp jobs right now because I haven’t been hired full-time anywhere yet. I’m
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