LUTHER
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"We're close," I said. "Very close, it's up to Emmaline now. Do you think she can do it?" I asked with a smirk, slowly turning to my guest. "Wanna bet?"
"What you're doing is wrong," she whispered. "You're dealing with forces greater than you"
"Oh come on, where's the fun if you aren't in agreement" I slid my hands into my pockets, slowly stalking toward her. "We're partners aren't we?"
"Partners?" she chuckled but it was a weak sound. "Compulsion doesn't make us partners" Her fingers fidgeted nervously, trembling with each movement reminding me of Emmaline.
Emmaline.
She's been clouding my thoughts more than lately, it was ecstasy manipulating her, seeing the fear in her eyes, watching her tremble and betray the people she claimed to love. But having her in my thoughts constantly wasn't something I should welcome.
