Bye, My Irresistible Love

Richard‘s POV 

I had been following Susan these past few days. She stayed home all day every day and only went out for grocery shopping. So far, I had gotten nothing useful. 

Feeling a bit defeated and useless, I reported to Charles. 

Charles ordered, “Find a way to sneak into Susan‘s house tonight and look for more clues.” 

“Yes, sir.” 

I decided to get someone to help, so I called Janet. “Janet, I need your help with something. I‘ll pick you up at ten o‘clock tonight.” 

“What‘s up?” 

“We‘ll do something big tonight.” 

“All right then. I‘ll see you tonight.” 

After hanging up with Janet, I went home to get some rest so that I would be fully charged for tonight‘s mission. At ten o‘clock, I arrived at Janet‘s doorstep. She was waiting for me at the door. Her long black hair was tied up into a ponytail. She was dressed in simple clothes and a pair of black boots. She was looking around vigilantly with her beautiful eyes. Seeing my car, she walked toward me.

When I got off the car, she asked me, “Are we going to raid somebody‘s tomb again tonight?” 

“No. We‘re going to break into Susan‘s house. I promise you will be safe,” I replied and patted her gently on the shoulder.

“Okay. I‘m good as long as you don‘t take me to a cemetery,” she chuckled and heaved a sigh of relief. She looked like she had just taken a shower. I could smell the fragrance of her body lotion, and it turned me on a little bit. I wrapped my arm around her waist and leaned in to give her a kiss. 

After kissing for a few minutes, I let go. Janet was blushing. She pushed me away playfully and got in the car. I jumped in the driver‘s seat and gunned the engine. While I drove, Janet looked out the passenger side window. I gave her a peck on the cheek while she wasn‘t looking. She smelled so good, it was driving me insane.

“Focus on driving, please.” 

“Yes, ma‘am.” I refocused on the road while taking Janet‘s hand in mine.

Suddenly, all the annoyance and disappointment of the past few days vanished into thin air. Half an hour later, we arrived near Susan‘s house. Using some high–powered binoculars, I observed what was going on in her home. Susan was alone in the living room. “Do you see her? What‘s she doing?” Janet asked. 

“Yes. She‘s in the living room. Let‘s wait until she falls asleep. Then we‘ll break in,” I replied and put down the binoculars.

made mysell comfortable in my seat and gripped the steering wheel. We were going to be

should we do now? What about we chat for a bit?” Janet started,

her

start with you and Rita?” Janet broached

want to talk about her,” I snapped and knitted my

“Please,” Janet insisted.

is in the past. Don‘t mention her anymore.

well then. I won‘t mention

going to have to punish you for bringing

closer to her. Then, our lips locked once again. When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw were Janet‘s dark eyes that said more

to kiss her again, but she stopped me. “Control

our move. Once we were inside the house, I took out some gloves and handed a pair to Janet. We searched the living room thoroughly but didn‘t find anything useful. I gestured at

carefully cracked Susan‘s bedroom door.

possibly entangled in a nightmare.

and I waited a few more moments before entering Susan‘s

bed and asked Janet to check it out. Between the two of us, she was the one who could go in and out of Susan‘s room without making any sort of

unnaturally quietly, and

was sure that it was safe. I struggled to hold back my laughter.

I found another room on the second floor. It should be the  study. Janet and I raided it for quite a while. All we found that was interesting was a black phone. “Let‘s go. We‘ve got something now,” I whispered and quickly

safe and sound inside the car, Janet put her hand over her chest and heaved a big sigh  of relief. “Thank goodness we

wouldn‘t turn on. I supposed it was out of power. I connected the phone to a charger, and after a few minutes, its

got immediately squashed the moment the phone asked for a password, Janet clicked her tongue and said, “We‘ve hit a wall. How could we

me think,” I

for a while. I input a string of numbers and was

did you enter? Rita‘s birthday? You actually remember her birthday?” Janet looked

doesn‘t mean anything. Don‘t think too much,”

know, but I‘m still a little unhappy,” she admitted and curled

and said softly, “Don‘t be like that. Your birthday is

glimpse of a smile on her lips. Shaking my head, I pulled up the phone‘s recent messages. The

dialed the number that messaged Charles before. The black phone