A Hidden Motive

Day Fifty-Five…

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'Phantomflake?' Vincent was put in a daze the moment he recognized Jane.

Jane grabbed the opportunity that Vincent was still in his stupor. She twisted his pinky finger so that he could loosen his grip on her. Then she pushed him away from her body. She didn't expect that Vincent would be able to notice her presence. He was very vigilant.

"I don't know what you are talking about," Jane feigned innocence.

Her voice snapped Vincent back to the present. He assessed her reaction. 'Can she recognize me? Or not?'

Vincent's eyes scanned her from top to bottom. Jane also sized him up. She was displeased by Vincent's sneaky attack. She had never thought that he was capable of doing that.