“Shawn, this is Aria, do you copy?!” Said the familiar voice from the other line. “Turns out that Everett wanted all of us to die, and so he speeded towards the national park from the bar in like 2 minutes, and we just saw the car pass by, and we are now going after it. Repeat, this is a code red, over!” She added, copying the notorious dialogue from the Netflix hit series “Stranger things.”Ivan rolled his eyes at that.“Stop watching strange things!” Yelled Ivan from the other line, making Aria and Everett shudder from the loudness of his voice.“Aria, where are you now?” Asked Shawn, grabbing his phone from Everett's grasp.“We are— where are we?” Asked Aria on the other line.“I don't know! I'm not a local here!” Shawn heard Everett reply.“Just track my phone and follow our lead!” Yelled Aria as if he were talking to a deaf person before ending the call.“Ivan,” Called out to the Russian man as he kept his eyes on the road. “Track Aria Clarke's phone.” He added, as Ivan immediate
When Mr. Clarke said that his daughter wouldn't reach thirty years old because of her reckless behavior, he couldn't be more right.Sabrina grew up as a curious child.And that curiousness had led her to breaking her bones, almost setting her classmate on fire, having her dad almost lose a ten million dollar contract, and many more.Sabrina vividly remembered that time when she was six, and she was curious about how her dad's convertible car transforms from a car with a roof, to no roof.She asked her brothers about it and all of them gave her the same answer.“It just works that way”Now— aside from Sabrina's curiousness, she was also adventurous.When she didn't get the answer that she wanted, she sneaked into her dad's car and tried to get the answers that could fill her curiousness herself.She was six that time and doesn't know anything about cars, and the first thing she did when she was inside it was press random buttons.Sabrina did found out how her dad's convertible work, bu
Even if we don't say it, it's certainly obvious that a lot of people love pretty faces and people these days are really invested into today's beauty standards. If you're pretty, everyone will love you, and if you're ugly, people will treat you like shit. Well, not all the time. Sabrina Clarke knew that she was beautiful, and she uses that for her own benefits, cause why not. Sure, she'll be going on her day and get good compliments most of the time, but every so often those compliments are just some things that she found creepy. Ugh creeps. Though, at the end of the phone was a woman. Well, no matter how good-looking you are, you can't always have everything. “I told you to wait for me next week, because I want to apply for a position!” Sabrina groaned while talking on the phone to her brother's friend Camilla. Camilla was a friend of Sabrina's brother Jake, she was also one of the recruiters of the law firm that Sabrina want to apply at, she and Brina were also friends, just not
Standing in front of the Turner Organizationbuilding was like standing in front of a giant.Being only five feet tall, Sabrina hated coming across tall objects/people, and she avoids them as much as she could cause they always remind her of how short she is. “Why does this motherfucker have to be so tall." Sabrina mumbled to herself annoyed before entering the building. The Insides of the Turner Organization was busy as usual, you have people going in and out on doors all the time and crowded hallways. Passing through the security of the company wasn't even hard, but passing through Shawn's secretary might be a challenge. “Do you have a scheduled appointment with Mr. Turner ma'am?” The woman who Sabrina assumed to be Shawn's secretary asked her with a fake smile. “No.” Sabrina responded quickly. “Then, I'm sorry I cannot let you in.” The woman also responded swiftly. “I don't have a scheduled appointment wit
Anger, a feeling that isn't really foreign to Sabrina, but she sure does only feel it on rare occasions, and it's one of those occasions that she is experiencing right now.“What is he doing in here?” Sabrina asked, sounding as petulant as herself with her arms folded on her chest.“Oh, this is Scott Ackerman.” Zachary said, looking at Sabrina's ex.Scott and Sabrina once dated when they were only 16, he was the perfect boyfriend any girl would want at first then one summer night Sabrina caught him cheating with the girl from the school band and after that instead of going after her and getting her back he just left without a single word and never came back.And now he's here after 12 fucking years.“You two would be sharing this office next to mine.” Zach spoke with enthusiasm in his voice.“Why?” Sabrina asked, irritated by the idea of her and Scott sharing an office
“Is this all?” Sabrina asked Shawn while looking at some photographs of Arnold and Dean together with a seemingly suspicious guy in sunglasses in a coffee shop just a few meters across to where the Turner organization was located.“Yeah, they're still investigating, though.” Shawn said, looking at Sabrina who seemed so caught up and occupied with what she's seeing.“How about these?” Sabrina asked, referring to the silver flash drive and the three tapes placed on Shawn's desk.“They came with the photographs.” Shawn answered, fixing his gaze back on the scattered papers and photographs placed on his desk.“Dang it, I don't have my MacBook with me.” Sabrina said looking at the flash drive regretting not bringing her MacBook along with her.Who can blame her though, she wasn't expecting this.“I think I have one here.” Shawn said bending over, pro
“I'm sorry what?” Sabrina spoke shocked after hearing Scott's name. Her ex's name to be exact. “I said that the other lawyer that I hired is Scott Lindsay Ackerman,” Shawn said, baffled with Sabrina's sudden reaction. “What's wrong?” He added, still not getting the situation. Sabrina didn't say anything, she just sat there speechless. But what's there to say? This is supposed to be about business and Shawn is her client, talking about her personal life would be so unprofessional, and she showed him enough unprofessionalism tonight and that's not what she wanted. “Nothing,” She said, clearing her throat. “It's getting pretty late and since I've done what you asked me to do, can I go now?” Sabrina asked, buttoning the third button of her shirt but leaving the two upper buttons unbuttoned. “Yeah, let me walk you to your car.” He said standing up, getting his gaze off Sabrina's chest. “No it's ok
Friday, the best day of the week, next to Saturday. Well, at least for Sabrina.For her, Friday is the only day in the week when you can chill and do whatever you want (especially during nighttime) without worrying about work or school the next day.Friday is also the day before Saturday, and that's a plus.Numerous people have their own different favorite day of the week that isn't Friday and if you're one of those people, I totally respect your opinion. Though, don't ever dare differ when you're talking to Sabrina Clarke about this matter because she's just going to shove your argument deep in the ass.Yeah, she loves Friday that much.It's been exactly a week since the last time she saw Shawn, and they haven't spoken to each other since.You might be wondering what the heaven it is she's doing right now. Well, she's just doing the same thing that she's been doing since Zachary got her to share a specialized office with Scott.Avoiding the awkwardness.Yeah, she's been doing that