Thomas had long since disappeared into the ether with a headache and a distinct lack of desire to tolerate Danielle’s company, much to her dismay. She had contemplated visiting him in his home, but, not twenty minutes later, was she presented with a ring and the prospect of forever with Cael – Aset had narrowed her eyes at the Greek’s gesture, wondering what cure lay in store for anyone promised a false eternity. The last had not ended well, after all.
A hand clasped over her lips, Danielle turned to take a moment – or a couple – to make her decision, but was interrupted by a text message from one of Landis’ employees: the blonde woman who appeared to desire a way out of the businessman’s grasp. She was the only one not given an operational role in the company. The woman merely functioned as a silent enforcer sent out to dispose of the spies.
Danielle removed herself from the company of the ball and quietly made her way to the car. The goddess slid into the driver’s sear and closed the door harshly, leaning the crown of her head against the headrest. Exhaling centuries of shuddered breath, Danielle allowed her eyes to fall shut for a moment.
It was in this brief second of release that a syringe was inserted into the goddess’ neck.
The assailant lifted his head once Danielle had fallen deep asleep and climbed out of the car. His shoulders were broad and his arms strong, but his movements were nimble as a cat as he hoisted Danielle’s limp body from the front seat. Under the cover of darkness, he placed her in the back seat, brushing a lock of hair from her face.
Noticing the small box that had fallen from Danielle’s hands, the man wrapped his thick fingers around the box and shoved it in his pocket. He then invited himself into the driver’s seat and grinned as he sped off toward Danielle’s home.
He flashed a little smile shortly.Lowering his hand from her cheek to dig it in his pocket and taking out something in a closed hand of large size. “I didn’t exactly have a happy first time, but I was hoping that you’d allow me to do it right this time. With the right woman.” He uttered, unfolding his hand to show a small satin box.
His words hardly registered until a small, fragile box was caught in her gaze. Reflexively, she pressed a hand to her lips and took a small step back in absolute shock. She knew her answer, but the deep seeded awful feeling still had not subsided. “You– I, Cael–” Her words were staggered and breathless as she stared at the man.
"You’ve known me since that day I lay bleeding on your doorstep. And for some reason you kept me around even when it was my time to go and.. I’ve lost many people along the road, and I can’t bare the thought of losing you. So I made a decision."
"I have no reason to rid myself of you, Cael." she said with a small smile. "You’ve made a decision? What decision have you made?"
"There has been something on my mind for a while.. Something I felt was right for me to do. Though it might not be such good timing now.. I feel like now is my only chance."
"What is it?"
"Of course you can." He smiled, touching her cheek, ready to turn away but hesitated. "Danielle?"
She returned the smile, tentatively, leaning into his fingers. “Yes?”
“I’ll keep an eye out for him. I promise.”
"Thank you, love. I can always count on you."
“Of course. What’s his name ? Who do you think he is?”
"Thomas Galloway. I believe he is the sun. Ra."