Cold Heart by Wolff Ruby

Author:Wolff, Ruby [Wolff, Ruby]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-11-17T06:00:00+00:00

Today was so nice; when Atlas said that we were going out, I didn't think we would be going to an art museum. I never thought it was something Atlas was into, and, when we got to the Art Museum, I could see that he wasn’t. He knew nothing about any of the paintings there. He went there for me, and that made me feel special.

Today was something different with Atlas; I got to see a side of him that was nice; he was gentle, funny, and there were times in the museum he had me laughing so hard, today made me forget how I’d come to be with him. It felt like I was meant to be there with Atlas. I felt comfortable with him.

I sit on the garden swing, staring at the most beautiful art piece. I couldn't stop looking at it in the museum. I can't believe Atlas bought it for me; I know it costs a lot of money, I saw the price tag, but he didn't even think twice. It shows that if he wants something, he will get it.

The staff are all working on their part of the garden, making sure that it all looks right; some are cutting the hedges, some are planting some new plants, others are watering the flowers on the other side of the garden. I take a quick peek at my drawing pad then look back to the scene in front of me, as I continue to draw the view.

Ever since we got back, Atlas has been in his office, and I've been out here. I didn't want to get in anyone's way. Not after how Atlas lost his temper at me for asking to see the hotel, again. When we got back, I thought maybe I could see the reception area. But Atlas lost it. I don’t know if that was all because I asked him to see the hotel, or if it was because of a phone call he had just received as we left the restaurant; because since then he has been funny with me.

Every time I ask Atlas to see the hotel he gets mad at me, and anyone would think that it would not want me to ask again, but it doesn't; it makes me want to see what’s over there, even more.

Whenever someone goes through the door, I look at the keypad to see if there is a way that I can get in. There isn't. The only way in is with a card, and a fingerprint. I mean, what the hell is back there that needs a fingerprint? I have thought of a few things: guns, drugs, women, gambling. I mean, it could be anything. I want to know.

I look back up at the workers, and it hits me, they have to get in and out of the house too. How do they get in there?

And that's my plan to get into the hotel. I need to find out how the staff members do it; by the end of the night, I will find out what Atlas is hiding behind that door.

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