I wasn't amused.
"System, what is happening"
[ntal gives you the ability to sense active intent directed at you]
I had to blink and read the info on Grace again to be sure I was not seeing things and after confirming, it took all my strength not to have on a bewildered expression.
"Marcus, did you hear , we don't have much ti" Grace said.
"Just these papers" I asked picking up the three docunts she had placed on the table, the compactness of the writing as I tried to read it making frown.
"Yes, these three, be quick, I'm supposed to be in court in 5 minutes."
For the next seconds that passed, my head was heavy as I tried to understand what was happening, and then I chuckled my laugh making both won look at in worry.
"Marcus, I know this seems scary, but I promise you we will get through this. Albert trusted to be his lawyer and then trusted you to . I need you to show that sa faith in .
We will win this thing."
Hearing Grace's words rather than calm down, I looked her in the eye and burst into another round of laughter, resting a hand on my knee.
Perhaps if Grace's disloyalty was -20 I would have harboured so hope, but a -85 ant I was being taken to a slaughterhouse.
Every move the woman had made since eting , had never been for my benefit, it was against .
I wanted to burst into another round of laughter but a thought ca to my mind.
[Daddy knows best activated]
[Na: Jane Foster
Type: older woman
Trust:34
Affection:77
Fear:2
Loyalty: -90
Horniness:60
Comnt: I thought getting here would take a bit longer. Not bad, you're learning]
I had decided to look up Jane's stat on a whim, my mind which was rapidly guarding up, put her and every person I had interacted with in Michigan up for scrutiny.
In the case of Grace, I had placed myself in her hands, and in that of Jane, I had thought I was being loved. I had been caught in a perfect trap.
When the system had offered the mission to kill for a stake in Ford Motors, after understanding what it cost, I had for the first ti since coming back to the past opened my heart and mind and altered its makeup, priming it for survival, and now for the second ti, to survive in the world I was being shown, I opened my heart and brain.
"So even if the other party intends to kill , as long as she ets the minimum requirent you will recomnd her as a potential sugar baby"
[Yes]
Getting this answer, I stood up straight, wondering how to handle things onward.
"Sorry for scaring you guys"
Both the won moved to speak but I ignored them and walked over to a chair, collapsing on it and then waving them over.
"Marcus are you okay" Jane asked quickly moving to my side and grabbing my hands.
"Marcus, stay calm, I'll call a doctor"
"I don't need a doctor Grace, drop the phone."
"Yes you do, you just had a near ntal breakdown, other than so checkup, you will also need so therapy"
Watching the concern and worry on Grace's face as she made the call chilled to the bones.
Her every move was flawless, her own body deceived into believing the current situation.
I wanted to look at Jane to see if she was the sa but I stopped myself, Grace was trapped in her acting and so could not observe, but Jane was completely focused on . With their acting skill this good, I didn't dare rashly put my acting skills to the test.
"Could they be assassins?"
A shiver ran through at this thought, but then I turned and looked towards Jane, my hand reaching up and caressing her cheek.
"How much do you love "
My question startled Jane but seeing the tremble in my eyes she quickly answered.
"With all my heart"
"Fuck yeah" I scread in my mind, I might not have been trained but I had lived years far more years than them and been through emotions they had yet to feel, I wasn't so helpless college student.
"Do you trust "
"Yes,"
"Good, just stay with " I whispered kissing her, then turned to Grace.
"Srop the phone"
Just as I spoke, the call was picked up and the beautiful lawyer ignoring my order began speaking into it.
With a sigh, I reached behind the chair and when my hand ca out, I was holding onto a gun which I pointed at Grace.
With her eyes opening in shock, Grace who found herself before my gun understood the assignnt and dropped the phone.
"Marcus calm down, we can talk this out" Grace said, glancing between and the black desert eagle in my hand.
"Marcus' Jane whispered from beside , her voice laced with fear but I pulled her head close and placed a kiss on her cheek,
"Don't worry, I got this."
Was Jane's story about getting drugged back in the jet all a lie? Were Jane and Grace working together or individually? What was their goal, and who sent them?
My opponents knew lots of things about , while I knew nothing about them other than the fact that they both liked dick.
Rather than take on the two of them at once, I decided to go one at a ti. First I would deal with Grace, if both she and Jane were working together, Jane would co to her rescue, if they weren't then I have to specially plan for Jane's interrogation after all she was the most dangerous.
The idea to stay silent and play their ga had crossed my mind, but thinking about my lack of resources, having not even a single loyal person in all of Michigan, I decided to do things the hard but effective way.
"On your knees," I said to Grace who was inching closer, my gun waving her down, and then when she knelt, a smirk played on my lips.
"Crawl over"
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