Naomi was the unknown. The one tormenting me the entire time.
I clenched my fist hard and did my best not to show any weakness. She was bold enough to come to me; I could only imagine what she had in her sleeves.
I tried not to rein in my anger and chose to stay as stoic as possible.
"Mrs. King in the flesh..." She began sweetly. "Even though I wasn’t counting on seeing you here... I mean look at the place crawling with those wanting to spend that fortune. Did you know most of the stuff here was imported, the kind of things you only see in ones or twos."
Is she speaking in riddles right now? Though her words didn’t convey a secret message.
"Catherine?"
I blinked out of it. "I didn’t expect to see you either, not ever."
"It’s a big city, but it’s also a small place too."
I forced a smile. Why do I get the feeling Naomi wasn’t the unknown? Shit! Was I wrong?
"I know you probably don’t wanna see me right now, and I understand." She passed a look around and saw Nico watching before she stepped closer and whispered.
"The only reason I told you that was so you wouldn’t end up like me."
"I know..." I replied stiffly, not wanting to dive into that area because heaven knows I was starting to see myself in her.
I became the last thing I promised myself not to be.
Naomi’s smile turned soft. "For what it’s worth, I do hope you find happiness... with Ares."
Happiness. That word was becoming impossible for me; she might as well spit on my face and tell me to live happily ever after with him.
I walked past her to the bags on display in the glass, disregarding the squeeze in my lower abdomen.
My phone dinged, and my pulse raced when I checked it.
Just to be on the safe side, I threw a look over my shoulder. Naomi was in the middle of walking out with someone she probably came with.
I looked back at my screen, releasing a heavy breath. It’s not Naomi.
Unknown: Ditch the bodyguard. You’ve got five minutes. Your friend won’t wait that long.
My hands shook, but I held tightly. I walked close to the display, eyeing Nico through the glass.
I acted as if I was checking a particular bag, my palms getting sweaty by the minute as I thought of how I was gonna ditch Nico.
This is Nico we’re talking about, and he’s persistent.
Unknown: Tick-tock, Mrs. King.
Fuck it!
I scurried, pushing open the glass door and ran. I didn’t stop until I made my way to the next hall, pressing my back against the wall to catch my breath.
Ding!
Unknown: Take the elevator in the next hall on your left. Tick-tock.
That tick-tock unnerved me, and it made me assume they had a gun to Tori’s head, and one wrong move, they would kill her.
Unknown: The first floor.

This was stupid. But it was better than doing this with nothing to protect myself with.

"Shh... You did well, Mrs. King. Very well." He chuckled. "I underestimated you. I really shouldn’t have."
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