The Succubae Seduction: Chapters 15-19 - Sex Stories

The Succubae Seduction: Chapters 15-19

... the contrary.” I can hear him draw in a breath at the other end before he continues. “I’m willing to listen to what you have to say, Mr. Snow, but you have to understand how your situation looks right now.” He sounds so sincere, I’m almost tempted to go back, but know it for a lost cause. “Not as long as Agent Olsen is there,” I tell him calmly. “That woman wants me dead. She made that very clear.” I can hear a commotion in the background, and a moment later a female voice cries out. They’ve found Jenkins and her phone. Time for some damage control. “Officer Jenkins had no part to play in what happened at your station,” I tell the captain. “We borrowed her image and cloned her phone without her consent. I’m truly sorry for any trouble this causes her, but I want you to know she is completely innocent.” “How did you . . .” his voice trails off, and for the first time I realize he’s slightly shaken. Apparently a phone trace is supposed to break through someone cloning a phone. “Look,” I say calmly, “I’m willing to talk to someone, but not if it is around Agent Olsen. That woman scares me, I don’t mind telling you. If after I’ve explained the whole truth, you still want to arrest me, I’ll go peacefully. But before that, I want you to watch and listen to the video of her interview of me. I think it will prep you for what I’ll have to say, and you’ll see what I mean by Agent Olsen’s behavior. I’ll call you back tomorrow.” I don’t wait for a response, before hanging up. “Do you ...

... really think he’ll give you a fair listen?” Angela asks me. “No, but what choice do I have? Become hunted in both worlds?” I ask resignedly, before sitting next to her and watching the distorted scenery zoom by. Opening the phone, I make another call; this one going to voicemail. “Sheila, this is Lyden. The police are after me, so I won’t be able to come in to work until I can clear my name. I understand if this means I’m fired, again. I don’t have my phone, but I can listen to my voicemails. Take care.” I hang up, unable to think of what else to say. I have to look up the next number, going into my Google account to find it. “Hello?” Jennifer answers the other end, and I have to think to figure out what to say. Part of me had hoped to get her voicemail as well. “Jennifer, it’s Lyden,” I say carefully, not sure how she feels about me currently. She’d made it clear that we aren’t going to be an item, but she had helped me out, taking out the Myrmidon, and I wanted to warn her in case the police come for her next. “Lyden!” she exclaims, sounding happy to hear from me. “I take it you’re back from that other world?” “Um, yes. . . .” I reply hesitantly, not sure how to go about this. I’d forgotten that I’d told her everything I knew at the time. She must have realized that with my extended absence from work, that’d been where I was. “Listen, the police are after me again. They think I was the cause of the fire.” “That’s crazy!” she states confidently. “You’re great at causing a fire ...