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anything. Why was it that he always rendered me
speechless? When I didn’t move or say anything, Frankie’s hand came
up and brushed my hair, tucking some behind my ear.
    “ You’re so beautiful.”
He whispered.
    Oh God, I had the strongest urge to
kiss him. But I didn’t need to make a move, because he did it for
me. His lips were warm and moist against mine, making me crave him
more. What was this man doing to me?
    His tongue forced my lips open and
pushed inside. My hands pulled his body closer to mine. I needed
him close to me. He was like a drug.
    “ Frankie,” I panted.
He kissed me once more, tracing his thumb across my cheek and took
my hand in his.
    “ Come on. Let’s go
back.” I nodded and walked back to the campus with him. Where was
my conscience in all this? My heart was a rebel, and my conscience,
a traitor.
     

Chapter
Eleven
     
    Nathan
     
    As soon as I opened my door, my phone
rang.
    “ Officer Wright,” I
said out of habit.
    “ Nathan, how’s the
case going?”
    “ Oh, hey, Mark. Yeah,
it’s good. I’ve gotten closer to my subject.”
    “ This totally sucks,
dude. How come you get to be out in the field seducing hot chicks,
while I get to be stuck behind a desk all day?”
    “ Oh, cheer up, Buddy.
You’ll get your turn.”
    “ Yeah, in my
dreams.”
    “ Why’d you
call?”
    “ Oh, right. I got a
hit on that name you told me to look up.”
    “ Yeah? Tell me.” I sat
at my kitchen counter, taking off my cap. After seeing Charli this
morning, I had to go for a walk to ‘cool off’.
    “ Your suspect, he’s on
campus.”
    My eyes widened and I almost dropped
the phone.
    “ Nath? You still
there?”
    “ Yeah. Yeah, Mark. I’m
still here. He’s on campus?”
    “ Yeah. He’s been
posing as a number of different students on the student chat
room.”
    “ Different
aliases?”
    “ Yeah.”
    “ What are
they?”
    “ Is your line
secure?”
    “ Yeah, I got the
card.” It may sound stupid, but that was our code word for securing
the line here on campus. I thought it might sound like I was
talking to a relative.
    “ Okay, they are A.D.
Walker, and F. J. Scott.” I mentally imprinted them in my brain for
later.
    “ They don’t sound
familiar. Any Christian names?”
    “ Nope, sorry man.
That’s all I have for now. Sydney University values their student’s
privacy.”
    “ Okay. Keep me
posted.”
    “ Will do.” I hung up
and saw my laptop poking out of my backpack. An idea struck me.
Perhaps it was time to do a little research.
     
    Charli
     
    Frankie led me
through an archway I hadn’t been through before. I knew it was an
older part of the campus, but it was rather beautiful. Each
building was painted a different colour. It looked like it could
have been an alleyway in Tuscany or Buenos Aires. After walking
halfway down the sloped alley, we stopped outside an emerald green
door. The paint on the door was chipped in some places giving it a
rustic look.
    “ Is this your
apartment?” I asked, looking back over my shoulder. I hadn’t been
down this way before.
    “ Yeah. Don’t worry.
We’re still on campus.” He unlocked the door and when we stepped
inside, we were greeted by darkness.
     
    Nathan
     
    I booted up my laptop
and waited. The AFP was generous enough to give me a brand new
MacBook computer, again, to give the illusion of being a college
student. The Internet connected itself, and I logged onto the chat
room using the username the AFP had set up for me. I rubbed my
hands together and waited. As an undercover officer on the fraud
squad, I was normally given two aliases—a female and a male,
depending on the suspect. But since I was working for the Jayne’s I
had only been given one. My own: N. Wright. So I had asked my
partner, Mark to make me another one. A female, since I was after a
male suspect. I logged on as A. Deveroux.
    I had a hit.
    “ Are
you new?” The user was male
by the looks of things. In order to distinguish between the
genders, all