Once again, we would meet on a bench; this time at the bus station, each of us buying tickets to different destinations, so we could flaunt them in our hands as our covers as we sat. Except he was late, the fucking bastard. I threw down my half smoked Virginia Slim and lit another. Partly through that one he finally showed up.
He spoke first. "Well, you delivered everything at the Wun Hung Lo debriefing, so I doubt there is more you want to add on that. And it's a bit too early for the monthly report." He sat down lethargically.
"Fuck you. You know I wouldn't call you if there wasn't an urgent problem."
"Now, now, no need to become excited."
"The hell you know. They've got a new doctor there, he's been snooping around."
"Not the first time."
"The first time since I've been around. I don't like it. There's a lot at stake."
"Stop being so dramatic."
Ooo boy, did that piss me off. "Dramatic? What happens if my cover is blown? You of all people should know how vulnerable I'd be. And I don't like feeling vulnerable."
"Yes, I'm well aware of the consequences."
Consequences? I hated when he used such cosmetic words. My anger was rising to the point where I wanted to throttle him. "I'm finished, that's the consequence. The end of everything, the end of me."
"You're blowing everything out of proportion, imagining the worst. The simple solution to this simple problem is merely to get rid of this fellow."
"So, you'll talk to Dr. Babcock?"
"Of course, although I suspect he is already aware of the situation."
"There's something else." I paused, still debating in my head whether I should bring up the subject.
I wasn't sure if it was a mistake, but I did it anyway. I said, "I think Katrina is about to unravel."
"Oh my. That would present difficulties."
I really detested this old bag of shit and his irritating understatements. "You're overworking us. Too many assignments, intense assignments, within a short period of time. What do you guys think you're doing? Is this a test, a test to see how far you can push us?"
"Now, Anisa, perhaps it is you who is unraveling."
"Fuck you! I'm the strongest...I'm the one who keeps those other bitches in line."
"True. Is there anything else?"
"Not for now." I reached over and tugged at the old man's trench coat just as he was about to get up. "Keep sitting. This time I walk away from you."
And then I left. On my way out I threw my ticket to Sopville into the big plastic garbage bin parked at the entrance to the station.
Title: Girl Within Girl
Author: S.P. Aruna
Genre: Erotic Thriller
Katrina is never alone. She is bound to others inside her, tighter than any Siamese twins could ever be: Cherry, the freewheeling photojournalist, Anisa, the covert spy-assassin, and others as yet unknown, all sharing her body and mind as she goes about her work in a psychiatric hospital. But she is starting to unravel, and her sole hope is the handsome Dr. Sean Paisley, the only one who can make her whole again.
Girl Within Girl is a dark erotic thriller that wanders through a sensual maze of mind control and torture.
Half French, half Khmer (Cambodian), I’m a woman whose head is filled with fantasies and intriguing stories, and who wants to share them with others.