Chapter 212
Audrey
The security office at Brooks Designs was dimly lit this late at night, the city block outside quiet and empty. It was almost surreal being back here; I hadn’t come here since last summer, when I was interning here.
As Edwin and I stepped inside, the security guard behind the front desk jerked awake, nearly knocking over his lukewarm coffee in his haste to stand up.
“O-Oh! Mr. Brooks…” he stammered, his face flushing red. “What brings you here at this hour?”
Edwin didn’t even bat an eye at the guard’s obvious embarrassment. “We need to see some CCTV footage from the design department. From last summer.”
The guard’s face fell slightly. “Ah, I’m sorry sir, but we archive our footage every six months to save disk space. Anything from last summer would be down in the basement archives by now.”
“Can you take us there?” I asked. “We really need to see the footage.”
The guard nodded quickly, his keys jangling as he fumbled for the ring at his hip. “Of course, of course. Follow me.”
As we made our way down to the basement, Edwin gave my hand a squeeze and sent a reassuring nudge down the mate bond. We would find the evidence we needed to prove that Mr. Black had some part in foul play surrounding my thesis.
Or at least, so I hoped.
But if we didn’t find anything… A single clip on my own security camera footage of someone photographing my project though the window wouldn’t be enough.
The basement hallway that the security guard led us to was cool and slightly musty-reminiscent of the abandoned room that Edwin and I used to meet in. In an attempt to get my mind off of my nerves, I sent an image of those days-or rather, nights-down the bond.
A moment later, Edwin jerked his hand and coughed, his face reddening.
“Minx,” Edwin’s voice echoed in my head. I suppressed a smirk.
Finally, the guard unlocked a small door at the end of the hallway. He pushed the door open to reveal a large storage room, tall metal shelves stacked high with cardboard boxes. Filing cabinets lined the walls, the single fluorescent light buzzing and flickering as it came to life.
“Here we are,” the guard said, gesturing to the room. “The security archives.”
cash and handed it to
guard’s face turned an even deeper shade of red as he took the money, his ears practically glowing. “Oh, uh… Thank
footsteps fading quickly, I couldn’t help but chuckle. “You didn’t have to
a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth. “Consider
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find that footage.”
and hard drives. The task was tedious, and I found myself growing increasingly frustrated as the minutes ticked by. There were so many files, many of them stored somewhat haphazardly, that it was difficult to find the
aside another useless box filled with footage from five years
box he was rifling through-didn’t
His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, revealing his sinewy forearms. His hair was mussed, dark strands falling into his eyes. His jaw was
for me sitting in his nightstand back home… How many nights had he
“Focus, Klein.”
noticed how distracted I was. Blushing, I quickly muttered an apology and pulled another box off
what seemed like an eternity, I spotted a box labeled with the dates we needed. My heart leapt. “Edwin! I think I
over, and together we pulled out the hard drive containing the footage we needed. My heart raced as
said softly as the video
on my ‘Life Cycle’ gown. I watched as I carefully attached the luna moth to the bodice, my face set with concentration.
cute when you’re focusing,” Edwin muttered,
in the ribs with my elbow. “Focus,
“Sorry, sorry…”
the room-and just moments later, we saw Linda enter the frame. My fists clenched involuntarily
her rip the luna moth off of my dress and smash it
from lunch, finding the mess, dealing with the aftermath. We kept sk**ing forward, and nothing else happened. I began to lose
Maybe-
then I
glanced around furtively before pulling out his phone and snapping several pictures of the gown. When he
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images to Mr. Black. I wonder
I shuddered at the thought. It seemed ridiculous, impossible, but… Perhaps they really just hated me so much that they planned this far
back then, they knew who
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