Choosing Her Lover

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And I think, that is that….

Until, at six pm, just as I am about finish for the day, Ben marches in again. “Come on,” he says. “I want you to come with me.”

“Come with you? Where?”

“Up to Mike’s place.”

“What? You want me to go there? What for? I barely know them.”

“Mike’s not at home. He’s working late. I want to catch James and Charlotte in the act, and I want a witness, so the bastard, and the bitch can’t deny it when I confront them.”

“Ben, you can’t do this. And haven’t you forgotten something? James Alexanders is my boss. I could lose my job…”

He stands, arms akimbo. “Fuck you, then. I’m going anyway. If you won’t come with me, I’ll go by myself. I’ll take a camera.”

Jeez…. I’d better go with him. See if I can stop him doing anything too stupid….

“Alright. I’ll come with you. Let me get my stuff and clear up my desk.”

car and pick you

sight, I stab buttons on the internal phone, trying to get an answer. First James.… No reply…. Then Charlotte…. No reply…. Francis maybe? Still no reply. It’s too late in the day. No-one’s here. And I have no idea how

my mouth dry, I give it another go: “Ben, this isn’t right. You can’t just barge into someone else’s house to check up on their personal

are you talking about? We’re discussing a man fucking my

think

her to make a fool of my brother?” Then he turns to face the traffic again, swerving

of the City and up the mountain. The views are amazing, but I can’t enjoy

hotel, ‘Life and

around the back,” says Ben. “But I don’t want them to see me arrive. Follow me.

leads me around to the rear and through gardens which are a mixture of well-kept and maintained, and hopelessly overgrown. The whole has the

and new, dilapidated and restored. Standing over high

Ben, pointing, “the

you can’t.” I try to hang back, but he ignores me, walking quietly

Oh, please be locked….

which turns, and the door

enters, turning to me on the threshold. “Are

my head.

glowers at me. “I know where you