Web Fic
Chapter 519
Mirabella’s eyes, which had been shut, fluttered open at W
yatt’s inquiry. Her mind was brought back to Curtis‘ unexpected appearance at her home earlier in the afternoon, and a flicker of intrigue passed through her clear gaze.
After pondering for a brief moment, she responded nonchalantly, “Just got it online, some no–name brand, I don’t quite recall what it was called.”
At her words, Wyatt nearly mistook the accelerator for the brake, causing the car to jolt for an instant.
What was he hearing? Could you just buy DO Group’s not–for–sale surveillance systems online?
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Was Ms. Mirabella somehow mistaken about what ‘no–name‘ meant?
Wyatt’s expression turned incredibly complex, and he suddenly felt the urge to pull up every shred of information on the DO Group and school her on it. After a long silence, he spoke up, his voice laced with a hint of irony, “Id love to install one of those ‘no–name brand security systems at my place, too.”
Mirabella cast a glance at him and retorted, “Well, you can keep wishing.”
Wyatt was rendered speechless.
James‘ lips twitched, evidently accustomed to Mirabella’s casual fibs, knowing full well he wouldn’t get a straight answer out of her. He cleared his throat and said to Wyatt, ‘Just drive.”
Wyatt clamped his mouth shut.
James” elbow casually rested on the door frame, and his fingers propped his temple. He turned his head slightly, his gaze sporadically landing on Mirabella’s face, filled with profound meaning. It seemed the young lady had quite a few secrets up her sleeve.
Mirabella ignored the scrutinizing looks from James, tilted her head, and rested back into the seat, closing her eyes to rest. The car fell into a tranquil silence.
Wyatt shot a glance at the rear–view mirror before refocusing on the road ahead. However, after a couple of traffic light intersections, he sensed that their car might be tailed. Despite the distance and the trailing car’s decent attempt at stealth, it couldn’t escape Wyatt’s vigilance.
Narrowing his eyes, he veered off at the next intersection, not towards their neighborhood but down a side street, accelerating as he did.
This prompted Mirabella to open her eyes. Noticing they were no longer on the main road but had turned onto a one–way street, she raised an eyebrow in question.
After a series of twists and turns, veering off their intended path and winding through the city’s backstreets, they finally shook off the taill. Wyatt exhaled in relief and turned back toward the neighborhood.
Damn, which rival family had sent that persistent shadow? It took over twenty minutes to shake them off.
Glancing at the rear–view mirror and seeing Mirabella sitting quietly, ap
apparently unaware of any oddity, Wyatt felt at ease.
The Shepherd family was indeed one of Riverdales eget prestigious, and James was naturally under tight surveillance by other familles. Given his known health issues, which werenay secret, those
wishing to strike from the shadows were legion. Being followed like today was nothing new. If it weren’t for the premce of Ms. Mirabella, who had yet to be exposed to the darker side of things, they wouldn’t have just let it slide with a simple evasion.
With a subtle shift in his gaze, Wyatt slowed the car back to a regular pace. Some minutes later, they finally arrived at the neighborhood. Wyatt parked outside the Davis family’s grand estate. Mirabella bid James a quick farewell and promptly exited the vehicle.
Once Mirabella was safely inside, Wyatt restarted the car