🇲🇹 Renata Giuliani 🇮🇹 + Technically Dead + Long Live Bad Ideas + Precise and organized, in life and in mind

-- was alive. I pulled the phone from my pocket, still speckled with blood on the case, and put my life into the hands of the man who had given it to me.]

-- good and snoozing, I grabbed the key and slid out of the bed and went to the car. I had to call @ConcealedEmir and work things out. I was supposed to be dead and he – and probably @CastInCrimson given their closeness – were the only ones who even knew I --

-- her.] I’ll call my uncle in the morning. It’s going to get complicated, but we’ll figure everything out. I promise. [A few moments later, Jamie’s nodding and nodding off. It had to be every bit of 4 o’clock in the morning, poor thing. Once she was --

-- eyes looking into mine as she gripped my shoulders. “I want to stay with you, Miss Ray! I can’t go home, and mum and dad aren’t there anymore!”] Okay! Okay! Calm down! [I gave her a quick hug before wrapping her back up and tucking in George next to --

-- all but whispered. I tucked a piece of her hair behind her ears and curled in next to her.] I think we’re going to have to talk to my uncle, love. I don’t think I’ll be able to stay wi- [I didn’t get to finish my sentence because Jamie started, wild --

-- And if my alias or my real name got out into the open, I didn’t know who would come beating on my door next… When I tucked Jamie into bed for the night, she looked up at me with those sad, beautiful brown eyes of hers. “What’s going to happen now,” she --

-- crazy, considering I was covered in a weird mix of my former employer and my last meal’s blood. That is, until I gave a very ran down version of the formers. I racked my brain for what to do next. I wasn’t involved with the government ever, nor police. --

-- few changes of clothing for Jamie. I made sure to grab her stuffed goat and the car keys as well. I deposited Jamie into the back seat and made our way into the village and found a room for the night. The night staff worker looked at me like I was --

-- and Jacob had been murdered in a burglary gone wrong. The suspect was at large. Jamie had been the one to call 999 and had been inconsolable until I arrived. The inspector allowed me to grab my things – all of them, whether he knew it or not – and a --

-- for the night… [I pressed a kiss into Jamie’s head, her sobs much quieter. She was always fast asleep at this time of night; she needed the rest. I spent the next hour totting around a dozing seven-year-old and getting the details of everything. Myra --

-- next steps are. As the girl isn’t injured in any way and you’re next of kin, we would advise you to take the girl for the night.” I opened my mouth to correct him – I was only the nanny – but Jamie /had/ referred to me as her aunt.] We’ll get a hotel --

-- parents….” She gestured towards the soaked clothing Jamie wore. “She was the one who found them. There’s an investigation going on.”] I don’t understand. I wasn’t gone more than an hour. Myra is- was awake when I left. [“I would ask the Inspector your --

-- paramedics who kept their distance from us. I wrapped my arms around her legs and stood, questioning hues staring into them. “There was a break in, ma’am,” started the first, before he turned to his partner who continued. “Jamie is okay but her --

-- little girl in her run.] Jamie… [I leaned down to the girl and the sickly smell of drying blood stuck to me from her as she hugged me tight, her little sobs rocking against my chest.] You’re okay, you’re okay… [I rubbed at her back and glanced up to the --

-- Ray!” I turned towards the ambulance as the muted voice came through and relief washed over me: Jamie. Her little fists were banging on the window, the top of her head barely visible. The paramedic opened the door, and I rushed forward to meet the --

[The sirens and lights had been turned off, but there were many, many people in the house that I had called home for nearly a year. I swallowed back the venom – and anxiety – that flustered through my body as I took a few steps forward. “Aunt Ray! Aunt --

-- house. Ring, ring ring…. [When I rounded the corner of the way, I realized what the other feeling in my stomach was: dread.]

-- Dubos MISSED CALL: Myra Dubos MISSED CALL: Myra Dubos MISSED CALL: Myra Dubos”] Fuck… [I breathed out before hitting one and listening to it ring. Her voicemail rang in my ear. I hung up, stood up, and began walking back in the direction of the --

-- back against the wet ground and wiped my mouth with my hand, rubbing that into the grass as well before deciding to see what the interruption was. My phone was full of notifications. “MISSED CALL: Myra Dubos MISSED CALL: Myra Dubos MISSED CALL: Myra --

-- I let out an exasperated, yet feral sound. My pocket had ruined the moment, but I felt somewhat better than I had twenty minutes ago. I pulled away from him and ran a jagged rock against my entry point before tossing them both into the river. I sat --