To people who also read AN UNDEFINABLE SWEETNESS: REVIEW PLEEEAAASSEEEE if you want the next chapter by next week… I know that it seems like I'm just spoiled and want reviews but the bar has been raised and I'm just not satisfied with going from 37 to 17… sadness…

6.

Idiot. Idiot. Idiot. Idiot. Why the hell did she think that she would be safe, let alone free, with dyed hair and a manicure?

She would have been safer how she looked before.

This woman would have been able to know what she looked like no matter what color hair or eyes she possessed. It wasn't as if Arvin Sloane had forgotten any color of the rainbow and beyond when he had thought up her costumes.

Then again, why was she running? She was far from defenseless and even though she had basically done nothing for the past five months, thought that she could take her follower on.

She pushed open the drapes and looked out onto the street below.

One. Two. Three.

There she was. Walking across the street and out of sight.

Fifty. Fifty-one. Fifty-two.

There she was again.

Any doubt Sydney still had was gone.  

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Vaughn grabbed his cup of coffee from the counter and nearly ran out the door, knocking over his coat hanger on his way out.

Remembering the letter in his pocket, he looked at it with a slight hint of hesitation and regret and longing before dropping it into the trash bin standing outside of his apartment and running to his car.

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"Agent Vaughn?"

He turned at the sound of the young voice. It was Kimberly, the new assistant. His  new assistant. A petite brunette, she was quiet and pretty. But too sweet. She didn't have the edge that he always seemed to be looking for. The edge that had gone missing from his life after-

Sydney.

"Yes Kimberly?"

"Agent Kendall wanted to speak to you."

"Oh. All right." Distractedly, he shuffled around some papers on his desk and then left his office.

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Kendall's face was like stone as Vaughn entered his office.

"I'm sure that you have some idea of why I called you in here, Agent Vaughn."

He thought about it but nothing really came to mind.

"Umm. . . I'm not sure that I know what you are talking about sir."

Kendall furrowed his brow and picked a piece of paper from his desk.

"Are you telling me that this piece of paper in my hand does nothing to jog your memory?"

TBC…

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-jenn