The Innocent Assassins by Pema Donyo

Author:Pema Donyo [Donyo, Pema]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Astraea Press, LLC
Published: 2014-10-28T16:00:00+00:00

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This was ridiculous. Insane. Unbelievable.

And somehow reality.

I hadn’t waited for Tristan to catch up with me after class. The sight was maddening—watching Professor George welcome him into the classroom with open arms and blind eyes. I’d always thought CO agents were intelligent.

I marched straight to the CEO Headquarters after class. I could hear Tristan calling out my name with the strange Italian accent again—“Mizz Lu!”—but I sped away. Now was not the time to be confused by Tristan again. Now was the time to figure out what CO’s next CEO could possibly be thinking.

I tried to ignore the part of my mind telling me I wanted an excuse to talk to Adrian. I didn’t need an excuse to talk to him—if I wanted to talk to him I would, even without questions about a contract. This sped up the process a little, nothing else.

I pushed through the double glass doors of the entrance to the CEO headquarters. The receptionist stared at me as I entered, a bored expression on her face. Her eyes flicked over the business attire which marked me as an executive.

“Can I help you?”

“I’m here to see Adrian King.”

“I’m sorry, but Mr. King sees executives by appointment. Now if you would like to book an appointment for next week, that is the soonest he is available.”

“Tell him Jane Lu is here to see him.” I struggled to keep my tone firm, even as I tapped my foot in impatience. “See if he’s willing to meet me then.”

The receptionist raised an eyebrow, but conceded defeat and stood up. She picked up the telephone and dialed a number.

Her eyes fixed on me, she said into the receiver, “Mr. King? I have a Jane Lu here to see you. She says she doesn’t need an appointment, but I’m trying to tell her…” A puzzled expression crossed her features. “Are you sure? But Mr. King, you said… all right, sir. Whatever you say.”

I allowed myself a small smile. So Adrian agreed to see me after all.

The receptionist waved her hand to the back. “You may see Mr. King now.”

I didn’t need to be told twice. My black pumps sank ever so slightly into the carpet as I walked toward the door marked “ADRIAN KING, CEO ELECT.”

I held my breath, pushed opened the door, and stepped inside.

The navy walls of Adrian’s office reminded me of the ocean at night and the cool white curtains behind his desk flowed like sails on the sea. The entire room seemed nautical, with an anchor framed next to a desk the color of worn out rope. My stomach clenched when I saw framed pictures on his desk, the back of the frames facing me so only he could see the pictures. Was I in one of them?

“Can I help you?”

My toes curled at the sound of his voice. It had been a month since we were alone together—nearly an eternity, as far as teenage time is concerned. The eyes were the same, but he looked so worn out and tired.

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