The guard closed the door behind him, after Max assured him she would be fine.
“How’s Deb? Did the FBI find her in time?” Simon asked agitated, even before Max sat down.
“She’s fine” Max replied soberly, as she sunk down. “I’m not here to talk about Deb. I want to talk about Emma Hill”
Simon shifted on his chair, and looked in any direction but Max’s. “What about her?” he finally muttered.
“I hear the two of anda are pretty close” Max shrugged casually.
“That’s quite an exaggeration” Simon protested with raised eyebrows. “Joe took both of us under his wings, but that’s it. I have no connection with Emma. My only duty is to Joe, and since he’s dead…” his voice trailed off, as if the memory of Joe’s dead was too painful.
“Well, then anda won’t have any problem doing us one little favor” Max remarked, folding her hands.
“What favor?” Simon frowned, alert, sitting up straighter.
“We’re going to release you” Max started to explain. “You’re going to get in contact with Joe’s followers and get back in the game, if anda catch my drift”
“You want me to rejoin Joe’s family?” After everything that happened, Simon still couldn’t bring himself to use the word ‘cult’.
“Yeah, well, that would make it so much easier to spy on them” Max replied obviously.
Simon gasped for air and his eyes widened in fear. He shook his head heavily. “No. No, I can’t do it. I’m sorry, but, I’m not going to do it”
Max pressed her lips and frowned. “And here I thought anda were going to do everything anda can to keep Debra safe”
“I do” Simon stammered, confused now. “But what does-”
“They tried to kill her, what, twice?” Max berkata manipulative. “I don’t think they’re very happy she’s still alive, anda know”
Simon clenched his teeth, and a defiant gleam appeared in his eyes, but Max knew she had won.
“If I get caught, they’ll kill me” Simon made a last attempt.
“Then don’t get caught” Max komentar merciless.
“How’s Deb? Did the FBI find her in time?” Simon asked agitated, even before Max sat down.
“She’s fine” Max replied soberly, as she sunk down. “I’m not here to talk about Deb. I want to talk about Emma Hill”
Simon shifted on his chair, and looked in any direction but Max’s. “What about her?” he finally muttered.
“I hear the two of anda are pretty close” Max shrugged casually.
“That’s quite an exaggeration” Simon protested with raised eyebrows. “Joe took both of us under his wings, but that’s it. I have no connection with Emma. My only duty is to Joe, and since he’s dead…” his voice trailed off, as if the memory of Joe’s dead was too painful.
“Well, then anda won’t have any problem doing us one little favor” Max remarked, folding her hands.
“What favor?” Simon frowned, alert, sitting up straighter.
“We’re going to release you” Max started to explain. “You’re going to get in contact with Joe’s followers and get back in the game, if anda catch my drift”
“You want me to rejoin Joe’s family?” After everything that happened, Simon still couldn’t bring himself to use the word ‘cult’.
“Yeah, well, that would make it so much easier to spy on them” Max replied obviously.
Simon gasped for air and his eyes widened in fear. He shook his head heavily. “No. No, I can’t do it. I’m sorry, but, I’m not going to do it”
Max pressed her lips and frowned. “And here I thought anda were going to do everything anda can to keep Debra safe”
“I do” Simon stammered, confused now. “But what does-”
“They tried to kill her, what, twice?” Max berkata manipulative. “I don’t think they’re very happy she’s still alive, anda know”
Simon clenched his teeth, and a defiant gleam appeared in his eyes, but Max knew she had won.
“If I get caught, they’ll kill me” Simon made a last attempt.
“Then don’t get caught” Max komentar merciless.