Woohoo, I started writing about an hour ago and I'm already writing the third chapter. Sort of.
This is the fastest that I have updated this story, I hope I can keep it up.
I hope you enjoy!
Celeste sat down in front of me with a smirk. "Go."
"She's backing us up?"
"Of course she is. She calls you idiotic for doing this for your ex but believes that you will do what is best for you. She believes you trust your gut and just like you, she trusts it too. I have no idea why the two of you are so hellbent on following your instincts but for some reason, she follows your gut and gives you the green light. If we are discovered, Italy will back us up and keep us from being executed, do not worry."
"Good." I stand up, "In that case, I'm going to need everything on Kriss Ambers. Every little detail, I need to know all of her past because even the smallest of things that may be perceived wrongly, I can turn into a scandal and trust me- even so much as a kiss before the Selection can get her kicked out."
"I'll get started on it." She smiled, "I believe that you now have someone to call and share the good news with."
"I do." I confirmed, getting the burner phone out of my desk, "So go! I need to make a call."
"You love him."
"And you love life so if you want to keep it, I'd start walking to your desk." I winked, sticking my tongue out at her.
"America."
"Maxon." I smiled, "I'm going to do it."
"Good, what do you need me to do?"
"You can help by doing two things. First of all, please send me whatever you can on Kriss as soon as possible. Right now, I need to know everything on her so I can ruin her. I know this isn't what you envisioned but it is the only thing that will get you out of this engagement."
"A-"
"No, you will send me everything. Her selection file and everything she's told you during dates and everything the two of you have done together, even the most intimate details. I need to know all!"
Silence lasted on the other side before he broke it, "What's the second thing you need me to do?"
"Nothing." I ordered, "You will act as if nothing's wrong. You're going to spend as much time with her as you have been these last couple of weeks. You are going to lavish her with gifts. You are going to act as the doting fiancé I see on TV and you're going to act as if you're looking forward to getting married."
"The date is set."
"When?"
"Four months. On our one year anniversary of the proposal." He said, "Can you make it happen?"
"I am going to try everything I can so you will not have to marry her. I will do everything I can, I promise you that." I assured him.
I could hear him chuckle humorlessly, "You're not going to promise me to fix this?"
"I don't promise anything I don't know for sure I can make happen. I'm going to do everything I can but it might not be enough. In that case, I will make sure you can get a divorce. I will get you free from her, even if I have to do less than legal stuff. I will call in favors from Italy if I have to. But you will not be tied to her for the rest of your life! I promise you that. Do you believe me?"
"Don't make me regret doing this."
"I won't but you have to trust me, okay?"
"There is no one I trust as much as you." He answered.
I didn't know what to say because I didn't want to get my hopes up. "I'll call you with news when I have some."
Not even two minutes after I hung up the phone, Celeste barged back into my office. "I don't know how you did it or who sent it, but this just arrived for you."
I took the large manila enveloppe from her and pulled out the contents. The first paper was folded and handwritten but it was the pile of documents that caught my eye.
Name : Kriss Ambers
Age : 19 (DOB : 09/18/2295)
Caste : 3 (soon to be 1)
Physical appearance : Brown haired girl of 5 feet 7. She is slim with subtle curves. She is always dressed imaculately and always wears a necklace with a star on it.
Trivia : Kriss comes from parents who are both professors. She grew up in Columbia and has profited from the riches of her family by getting a great education. She is skilled in maths and was working on her degree to become a professor herself.
It wasn't much but it was a start and really, it were the pictures that really interested me. I'd get the other information I wanted soon enough, one way or the other but the pictures were more difficult to get my hands on. Ever since the proposal, she's been inside the Palace and there was no way I could get someone on the inside to keep track of-
I looked up at Celeste, "What I'm going to tell you, you can not tell anyone- not even the press. Remember the Marlee thing back during the Selection? Instead of sending them away, Maxon gave them a job inside the Palace."
"Okay?"
"I know that you don't understand where I'm going with this but if we're going to dig up dirt on Kriss, we need something. What do we need?"
"Everything." She whispered before looking up to me, "Even everything she is doing right now."
"Exactly. If Maxon is asking us to do this, I don't think he's being a very doting fiancé. That's why I can't ask him to stay with her at all times, especially since he's the crown prince and has duties. That's why we need someone else on the inside, someone who will do whatever we want without question."
"She'll want to see you." My best friend reminded me, "I'll see what I can do. I'll see if I can get you into the Palace but I make no promises."
"No, you won't be able to. Don't worry. I'll ask Maxon to ask Marlee first and if she does want to see me, then I'll ask Maxon to get me inside somehow." I put the pictures aside, "You focus on getting me other information. For all I care you go to Columbia and ask around about her. There needs to be something, anything! I need something."
"I'll look into her past and make a list of people she used to be close to. Starting with her family."
I nodded and dismissed her, knowing Celeste would do everything she could to get me what I needed. Looking at the pictures again and the small form of information, I saw the small note that had also been included in the manila enveloppe. Finally curiosity got the better of me and I decided to pick it up and read it, finally getting to know who sent it to me. No matter how much power Maxon had, he could not get me the information I needed in under 2 minutes.
Make my son happy. Get that woman away from him.
This is not a lot but it is a start.
Get rid of her!
-Mom