Playing Dirty

[Charlotte]

I grabbed Micah’s fallen phone and contacted Roger. I didn’t have to say much, he knew that if I was calling him on Micah’s phone, it must be something vitally important.

Roger came immediately. I was playing the part of the concerned employee, although I’m sure I was doing a terrible job of it, especially considering I needed to be practically dragged off of his body. If people didn’t know I was in love with him before that moment, they are either willfully blind or purposefully ignorant.

Which I guess describes Andy to a T.

As Micah’s bodyguards hoisted him out of the room, Andy grabbed my arm, holding me back.

“Let me go, Andy,” I twist out of his grasp. “I need to go with him I need to…”

“No you don’t,” Andy insists. “We’re free of him now, don’t you see? The poison…”

“Poison,” the word comes out like a strangled hiss. “Who? Did you…?”

“No,” he grinned, “But a little birdy from up north told me that this could be a possibility… that is if he liked what he s