Author's Note:
So to say the least, I was super happy when I saw three reviews. I was ecstatic. Anyway, here is the second chapter, I did say I would sometimes take time, but I figured that maybe writing on would keep writer's blocks away. Like an apple a day keeps the doctor away, lol.
Anyway, thank uou so much for reviewing, and I hope this chapter clears some misunderstabndings that I have clustered up but a few things are still not revealed yet, so that will take time.
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Chapter 2
Natalie kind of expected this from her brother, even though she had hoped he would still be a gentleman and suck up.
Although it was killing her to just destroy the other woman, she knew she had to step aside and let her brother deal with it himself.
As they drove, Natalie observed how Amy sat in the limo opposite to her. Her legs were crossed over each other and her palm was under her chin; a position of pure relaxation. However, her expression said otherwise.
"So, where were you the entire time?" Natalie asked, sucking the anger for some time. Amy looked at her and smiled a little.
"In France. Although I didn't have much to see and all since I was so busy. Anyway, enough about me, how are you?" she asked genuinely with a smile.
Natalie couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness for the girl, her eyes were the only thing that betrayed the emotions swirling inside her. "Same old President, although he has cut down the strictness for now surprisingly." she replied.
Amy's eyes widened in surprise, "William McIntyre was not strict? How odd."
William McIntyre was a man known for his uncanny and strict behavior. He was a man who was never seen around except in important parties and really really critical conditions.
Amy Cahill wouldn't say she had ever seen him, but from what she could remember, she was told that he didn't have any hair on top of his head (she would've been amused, but when she heard about him being strict, well she pushed her emotions inside.) and he had brown eyes.
"Did France have this rule to assign partners too?" Natalie asked after a few moments.
Amy paused and smiled, "Yes, I was assigned to Lucy Trevor. She is very lovely, although she does remind me of Dan sometimes." she laughed.
Natalie smiled, at least she wasn't alone like her brother. She frowned at the thought.
"Is it true that Mr. McIntyre changed 'The Clue Hunting' building?" Amy asked, playing with the bracelet in her hand.
"Not really, he did make a few changes but everyone knew for a fact that the building is very dear to him even if he didn't admit it." she replied.
Amy chuckled, "That, is true." she agreed.
Natalie looked out of the window, the building coming in view and reminding her of the first time the trio had met.
"Hey, Ian! Look your partner is that woman in the corner!" she pointed out to the red head who nervously looked around biting her lip. Natalie was a little disgusted by her sense of fashion.
Ian blinked his eyes, and made way to the cute woman looking around the room. She raised her eyes and met his, her breathing shallow due to the intensity they both stared at each other.
For the first time, he was curious about a woman who didn't look like she was relieved to work with him. She had this panicked look that made him want to find out and make sure she was feeling comfortable.
"Hello, Miss." he greeted smoothly, in his British accent.
"Oh, Hi. Sir, do you know where could I find my partner?" she hesitantly asked him. He had this urge to smirk, but he smiled at her whilst holding the card number in front of her to see.
"O-oh. I-I-um…. I see." she said pursing her lips. He laughed, "You don't need to feel so nervous, we both are going to solve cases together. Might as well be comfortable. I am Ian Kabra."
She gave him a small smile, still nervous. "M-M-My n-n-name is A-Amy C-Cahill." she stuttered.
They both went to the counter and submitted the numbers, with her blushing furiously and him calm and amused. They both were given identical Bluetooth headsets, with a code engraved on top.
"You both have the same symbol until one of you quits so you will have to give them to change the code." the man on the counter stated.
Amy stuttered a thank and followed the ever so elegant Ian.
"Come on, let's go and take up a case." he told her with a charming smile making her falter.
"Amy? We're here." Natalie's voice broke her from her reverie, making her snap her head out of her window.
"Hm? Oh sorry. I guess I just…never mind." she said before stepping out of the car and gazing at the building, remembering how he treated her to ice cream the first time they met even though she told him she despised him to death.
smiling at the memory, she couldn't believe how close they had gotten.
If only….
She shook her thoughts and went inside the bustling building which had a huge sign with 'The Clue Hunt' written bold. She was proud to say she first started here. Taking a deep breath, she entered the building to continue from where she left, only hoping her partner would be someone else.
xxx
He checked his surroundings, groaning.
Of course, who would think that Ian would be reckless and drive aimlessly with the only woman in his mind.
Definitely, no one. He gripped his steering wheel and stared at the road from where he had been parking.
RING!
Out of all the people, his father the vice president of 'The Clue Hunt' just had to call.
"Why are you doing this to me?" he glowered.
"Ian, calm yourself. I never did anything wrong to you. If it is regarding Amy, it was actually decided by the chairman himself. You should get your act together, she wouldn't be called if something wasn't important." his father replied.
Ian ran his fingers through his hair. "Your partner is no more Natalie, Ian. You are returning to the previous spot that you left two years ago."
"Why can't you just change Amy to someone else? I am sure there would be million who would love to be her partner." he muttered closing his eyes.
"This isn't about you, Ian. Even though you are now running a separate business, you still have a spot in the agency. You can't retire unless you have a genuine reason to."
Of course, Ian knew that and he regretted following his father's footsteps.
"You have such beautiful eyes," he said, as they sat on the benches.
She shot him a glare even though she was still not comfortable around him.
"D-don't f-flatt-tter me. I s-still h-hate y-you." she stuttered, making him amused.
"We just met, Amy, how can you hate me when we haven't even known each other more than a day?" he said.
She shot him a pointed look. "P-please. I-I-I h-have s-seen p-playboys l-like y-you w-who s-say the same thing." she managed to say.
He laughed, intuiting a frown. "forgive me if I gave that kind of vibe to you. Do you mind if I treated you for an ice cream as an apology? I insist." he said, as she opened her mouth to refuse.
She glared at him as he led her to an ice cream parlor down the street. She begrudgingly told him the ice cream she wanted.
"Listen Amy, you don't need to feel so inferior. You have eyes that can intimidate and a face that can charm. And I meant it when I said I'm sorry." he said before they sat down on the same benches they had been sitting; brainstorming. He didn't feel like drawing his eyes away when she tried to figure out concentrating very intensely.
She really was one cute woman he had ever seen.
"Knock knock." he looked up and smiled. Julie Mayers was bent to his window and he felt like an idiot staring at the steering whel for a long time.
"Good morning, Julie. I didn't expect you to be here." he said, a little disappointed that it wasn't her.
He pushed thoughts of her in the back of his mind as Julie crossed her arms over one another and narrowed her eyes.
"Are you, by any chance, stalking me, MR Kabra?" she asked, a glint in her eyes. He chuckled.
"I was just heading back to headquarters, although seeing you here, means I am too far." he admitted.
She quietly slipped in the shotgun seat and looked into his amber eyes, the urge to trace her finger over his jaw line was too strong. He was the reason she joined after all.
"Why not stay here for a minute or two for coffee?" she asked. He glanced at his wristwatch and smiled apologetically.
"I'm sorry, I have to be at work soon. And thank you for remidning me. You always know how to cheer meup." he said.
She sucked her breathe, this was the first time she had seen him liekt his, his guard down and no more extreme gentlemanliness.
Maybe she was making progress, maybe he was falling for her. So taking a chance, she leaned in; closing her eyes.
RING! They both jumped, she back to her place blusing and not meeting his eyes. "I'll be going then." she muttered as her phone rang.
"But you have to make it up to me, remember?"
He laughed, as he remembered how their dinner date got canceled because he was called urgently.
"Of course, today lunch at eleven. Is that fine?" he asked. She agreed and stepped back as he drove away.
He needed to focus before he lost his composure completely.
xxx
"What a lovely lady, may I have the honor to know your name?" a man with blonde hair and dark blue eyes stepped in front of her as she waited for her number.
She blushed slightly, giving him a teasing smile. "Quite a charmer, aren't you? I'm Amy Cahill." she said and he laughed.
"You caught me. But it's true, you are beautiful. You can call me Mikey. Only those who are close to me do, and those who are not; well they call me Mike Ollistair." he said with a slight bow.
She chuckled, "Now I know for a fact that you are a big flirt." she said, and he made an expression that meant, 'You caught me'
"What brings you here? I know I have never seen you before." he said.
"AMY!" a loud scream pierced through the hubbub of people, and amy rolled her eyes. Her one and only dramatic brother.
She whirled around and smiled at him, glad to know that at least one person was glad to see her around.
"Dan! How nice to see you." she exclaimed, Mike feeling slightly dumbfounded. She shot Dan a smile and then turned to Mike.
"This is my brother, I'm sure you both know each other." she said, reintroducing. Mike's discomfort vanished and he grinned. Dan's eyes narrowed.
"You are definitely not hitting on my sister." he declared, making sure he was between the two people. Mike's eyes were now sad, his actions dramatic.
"I only thought I would treat her for lunch as a come back celebration." he muttered, playing with his fingers.
Amy shot Dan a glare and smiled at Mike. "Sure, but after I get on the case." she said quickly. "and when I find my partner." she quickly added.
Her name was called and she excused herself frim the two men, one who felt like he was in heaven and the other who glared at him like he murdered his mother.
Amy took the headset and almost faltered, loking at the code.
"Pormise me. Promise me that you will never remove this headset until you retire and complete the mission. Promise me." his serious voice compelled her from being sarcastic as they sat in the infirmary, both injured badly. But Amy was more injured than him.
"I-I-I p-promise." she announced, as he squeezed her hand and looked at her tenderly.
"You are truly a gem, love." he said, holding her cheek. She blushed and smacked his hand away, glaring at him.
"I am not your love!" she exclaimed as he grinned slyly.
"Who is my partner?" she asked.
The desk clerk gave her a glance, "When you start tomorrow, make sure to put your headset on, and your partner will speak into it. I'm sure you both can introduce yourself when he/she picks you up for work."
Amy nodded and left, overwhelemed. She glanced at the clock, almost 11:05.
She made her way back to Mike, and smiled amusedly.
"So you are going to take me for lunch." she said, interrupting his thoughts.
He grinned and gestured her to follow him as she shot a quick text message to her brother that she would be going hom soon after twelve-thirty or one.
They entered a small bakery, the sweet smell of cinnamon and cream filling the air. She smiled, "I'm impressed." she said, as Mike made his way to the counter.
"Alright, what are you going to order?" he asked, reaching for his wallet in the back pocket. She narrowed her eyes.
"I am paying for my own pastry, Mikey. Or else I refuse to eat." she said, making him chuckle.
"You really do drive a hard bargain, Amy. At least let me pay for the token of our friendship?" he asked, hopeful.
"Let me pay, Miss Cahill. I insist or else I will buy this whole parlor and we would end up only eating the ice cream with the case thrown away. I meant it." the Birtish accent still made her blush as she gave up and agreed to be treated.
"We will divide the cost equally," she replied, forcing herself to focus. He sighed and waited for the staff to come to the counter.
"I didn't think I would run into you, Mikey. What a surprise that you camewith a woman here." came the voice of his friend.
He laughed, glancing at Amy. Julie had a smile as she looked at hm. "I figured you weren't the only one who I would have lunch with. Besides, you never come alone for lunch, so who is your lunch date?" he asked curiously.
The door opened, ringing the bell and Amy's face turned white, the color draining from her face. Mike, grinned but as he glanced at her, he frowned. Stepping closer, he raised his hand and touc-
"Don't touch her!" came the threatening voice, surprising the trio. He looked so dark and possessive, she felt like hiding. A shiver ran down her spine as she heard his hard and angry voice.
And the fact that she had run into Ian yet again, made her want to run.
Author's Note:
So I will try and post the next chapter soon, (if I have time) and only when I find reviews about this chapter(sorry, only motivation to keep writing is reviews)
So goodbye! (Hopefully meet you next chapter!)