The Trap Of Ace

Read The Trap Of Ace [by Eva Zahan] Chapter 7 – A pair of stormy grey eyes gazed down at me, my heart skipped at the intensity in them. I tried to move but as if I didn’t have any control over my body. I couldn’t do anything but to watch those grey pools coming closer.

Then I felt hot breath fanning on my neck, sending goosebumps across my skin. My insides squirmed with anticipation.

“Mine…”

Jolting awake from my sleep, I searched around for him. But there was no one. But, I felt as if someone just called me mine…

Running my palms over my face, I sat up. It was just a dream.

He wouldn’t leave me alone even in my dreams, would he? Three days had passed since that night and my returning back to NY, and his words still haunted my sleep.

Shaking my head, I glanced at the time. S**t! It’s already eight!

Scrambling out of the bed, I grabbed my clothes for the interview and ran inside the washroom. I’d two interviews today, and the first one was at nine. If I wouldn’t reach there in time, I’d lose the chance to work at one of my dream work places.

Actually both of them were important to me. If I got a job at one of them, it’d be a golden ticket for my career as a designer.

And my first destination was Summer Clothing House. One of the most famous fashion houses across the city.

***

“What? But how’s that possible? I was informed that I’d have an interview today at nine.”

The receptionist sent me a professional look of apology. “I’m sorry for the hassle, but we’ve found the perfect candidate for the post, so we’d to cancel the interview. Didn’t you receive the email, Miss?”

I frowned. “What email?”

“We’d sent all our expected candidates an email regarding the rescission as an apology,” she informed.

Oh! I’d kept my phone off since I left home that night to avoid my family’s questions and a particular person’s messages. And I didn’t even check my email for some days now.

How could I be so careless?

“Uh, maybe it missed out from my eyes.” I bit my lip. “Alright, my bad luck, I guess.”

“We’re again sorry, Miss. Have a good day!”

Nodding, I sent her a tight smile and got out of there. Time to go to my next destination. I just hoped everything will turn out good this time.

***

Checking myself one last time in the rearview, I let out a breath, wiping my clammy palms on my skirt.

Come on, Em! You’ve got this!

Chanting the mantra in my head, I got out of the car and looked up at the huge forty something floor building. A big Coopers Fabrics was hung at the top.

I blew out a breath. I really didn’t want this chance to get out of my hands. These two were my dream workplace, and now one is gone, left the latter. I’d try my best to impress them to take the ball in my court.

Ignoring the nervous wreck in my tummy, I padded inside. Shoulders squared and chin high in confidence.

But as soon as the crowd in the waiting area came into my view, my confidence melted into a puddle. All of them were sophisticatedly dressed, with CVs in their hands. Definitely for the interview.

Of course, this was one of the most renowned textile companies in the country. What did I expect?

The receptionist guided me to wait with the others as there was still quite time for my turn to come. And getting among these sharp and talented looking people, my nervousness just rose into a new height.

So choosing a vacant seat, I settled at the furthest corner of the waiting area and waited for my turn to come.

My phone blared in my purse, getting some eyes on me in irritation. Getting out the phone, I put it on silent. It was Warner.

“Hello,” I whispered.

asking about you. They’re really mad that you left

my nails, the sense of guilt was picking up on me. I hadn’t given them that much of an explanation of my sudden leave, and then blocked any way they could connect to me. Just to

morning, I didn’t even check the

talk to you later about it,

just that even I’m worried for your sudden change of heart. Anyway, I called you to give a good news. I will meet you tonight

free tonight.”

a surprise for later tonight. Now I gotta

smiled. “Thanks. See you

I put the phone down. What good news he

mid-thirties with a high tight bun and suit, looked around for the beholder of

me!” Raising my hand,

Mr. Cooper is waiting for you inside,” she said. Tone professional with no

I grabbed my purse, CV, and

before a pair of white

I cringed. G*d knew who was going to take

she gestured to me to go on and left. Taking

small round man in his late fifties sat opposite of the huge desk. With a big scowl, he continued to sign in some papers, muttering something incoherent under his breath. A loud noise echoed in the room as he slightly leaned at his right

I stopped

you stand there forever? Sit!” he grumbled, without looking at me. He didn’t seem to notice that

in the air, I took the chair opposite

Hutton.” I kept my tone as professional as I could holding

here to play introducing ourselves with you. Give me your CV already, will you?” Brushing the arched moustache on his upper lip, he reached out for my file and I

also good, I was still at the edge of his judgement. Because the way he was looking at those papers, I got a feeling he

in Spanish and Italian? Or you just added it out of excitement?” His tone was already calling me

language was

“It’s not that I’d understand

gritted my teeth, but still kept my composure. This grumbling potato was now getting on my nerves. Who takes

the

with the job. “Uh, I do when I’m

are fond of keeping themselves empty stomached to stay lanky. And if your stomach is empty, so will be your head. How would you create designs if you’re empty in the

miss how he mentioned fit as

I still want to work

I prefer to be healthy than be… lanky,” I

a sudden, he closed my file and slid it to me. “Get out

to say: you may leave now. And I assumed Lucinda

as I informed Lucinda and then walked away. She told me I’d receive an email of the position of me in this interview: rejected or selected. Until

got out of the elevator, my shoulder bumped into

there. But he was far from small and round, the opposite in fact. Tall and fit. Some grey hairs were peaking out

his dark hollow eyes. Tilting his head, he gave me a look over. I didn’t know why, but

where they’re going. Or… crossing whom’s path.” The edge of his voice evolved some secrets. Then the ominous look suddenly vanished and

my CV. But still, they were in a file,

do you know that I

that look again. “I know a lot of things, young lady.” His eyes flickered over my shoulder. “If you will now excuse me, I’m in a hurry right now. I will see you later.” Nodding, he passed

around, but the doors already

he? He talked as if… he knew me somehow. But

him around again. That man radiated some kind of

the sky once outside. First interview got cancelled and this one was terrible. Though he didn’t give me an answer, his expression didn’t seem to be impressed. But still, I’d my fingers crossed. I

wasn’t even noon. And

again. And this time

isn’t his girlfriend or anything like that. They’re just friends! And if it still bothers you then, you should know that she’s happily

hit me. That girl with him at

say? They’re just… friends? Not

I feel so light all of a