• • • Emile’s POV • • •

In the cab

“You are Emile right?” I shudder at the sound of her unexpected voice, I didn't notice her “Yes!” I rapidly wipe up my tears “and you are?” adding.

“Take a good look you will recognise me” she pause for seconds with her stare fix on me “We once met in Dickinson’s office. I know it wasn't in the best of circumstances but I presume you do remember me now!” she slightly grins cruelly

I barely shiver at the mentioned Dickinson’s name, and the only woman I have ever had an encounter with was in his own office is “His...