Chapter <b>101 </b>
“Ma’am, are you sure about this? Mr. Specter is going to be furious when he hears about your n,” Max said as they moved into a medium–sized camper van and headed back to New York.
Reba let out a long sigh, gently stroking Lily’s head before turning to Max, who was seated beside her. “That’s why I don’t want you to tell Harvey about this. I’ll pay you more, please?”
Max drummed his fingers on the steering wheel, silent for a moment before nodding. “But if your cover is blown, you have to leave the country immediately. I won’t negotiate on this.”
Reba nodded. “I will. Thank you, Max. I mean it,” she said earnestly.
“I’m just doing my job. Everything you asked for is in the back,” Max replied as he turned into a rest area and parked the camper van.
Reba carried Lily and moved to the back of the van. She ced Lily in the car seat, smiling faintly when she saw aplete vanity set with lights, just as she had requested. After ensuring Lily was fed and sleepingfortably, Reba sat down at the vanity and began something she never thought she’d do–transforming herself into someone unrecognizable.
She had asked Max to prepare everything she needed, and he had done so wlessly, following her instructions to the letter.
An hourter, Max knocked on the divider between the driver’s seat and the back of the van. “Becky, are you done?”
“Yes!” Reba replied, fastening the buttons on her id cardigan. The divider opened, and Max’s face appeared, his eyes widening in shock as he saw Reba, who lookedpletely different from the woman she was an hour ago. She had transformed into a girl with shoulder–length hair, thick sses, e, and arge, hairy mole on her left cheek.
“Wow, who are you?” Max muttered in awe.
Reba clicked her buckled loafers together and smiled, revealing the braces on her teeth. “Marianne Stevanson, ording to the new identity you gave me,” she answered, unable to hide her excitement for the disguise she was about to undertake.
Max nodded, still in disbelief at Reba’s incredible transformation. “I guess I was wrong to underestimate you when you exined this disguise to me. You’re better than I thought. Buckle up, we’re hitting the road again.”
Reba nodded, taking a deep breath as she tightened the garish id cardigan
around her body before sitting in the passenger seat, her emotions a mix of excitement and apprehension.
Five hourster, they arrived in Long Ind, New York, and quickly switched to an SUV waiting for them at a motel with no CCTV. They drove for a few more minutes to a cabin where Reba would stay for a while.
Max knocked on the cabin door, and a sleepy–looking elderly woman soon appeared. “Maxim!” she eximed cheerfully upon seeing Max.
“Susan, this is Marianne, the woman I told you about,” Max introduced Reba’s fake identity to Susan, who immediately broke into a wide smile.
“Hello, darling! So nice to have you here. Is this Rose?” Susan asked, pointing to Lily in Reba’s arms.
Reba nodded, smiling to reveal her braces. She had deliberately hidden their true identities, even from Max’s closest confidants. She wouldn’t let anyone jeopardize her n.
“Come on in!” Susan said cheerfully.
“Susan, I have to leave now because I have work to finish. Thank you for letting Marianne and Rose stay here for a while Max said, quickly kissing Susan’s cheek before half–running back to his SUV.
After Max left, Susan smiled at Reba and gently patted her shoulder. “You and Rose are safe here, Marianne. Your abusive husband is far away in Texas. He won’t find you here.”
Reba swallowed hard, feeling a pang of guilt for deceiving someone as kind as Susan.
“This is your room. I don’t have a crib, so I lowered your bed to make sure Rose won’t fall,” Susan said, showing them the guest room with a mattress only thirty centimeters off the floor, where Reba and Lily would sleep.
<i>“</i>This is more than enough, ?usan. Thank you.” Reba replied, opening the new
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backpack she had bought and taking out a thousand dors from inside.
“Um, this may not be much, but I hope you can ept it,” she said, pushing the money into Susan’s hand.
Susan shook her head. “You don’t have to pay anything. I’m helping you for free,” she insisted, trying to return the money, but Reba refused to take it back. She could have given Susan more, but she didn’t want to raise any suspicions.
“Susan, please, I’ll feel like a burden if you don’t ept this,” Reba said earnestly.
Susan sighed deeply and nodded. “Okay then, thank you. Well, get some rest. You must be tired. See you at dinner!” This is property ? of N?velDrama.Org.
Reba smiled broadly until Susan disappeared behind the door.
After Susan left, Reba quickly turned on her new phone. She wondered about the chaos unfolding in Boston after she decided to disappear from Sean’s life. She genuinely felt sorry for Sean, who must be lonely, but living with a killer wasn’t something she wanted.
“Lily, we’re going to stay here for a while until your father can join us, okay? I’m sorry for moving you from one ce to another, but I promise that after this, everything will be okay,” Reba whispered as she held Lily close.
After taking care of Lily and making sure she was fed, Reba left the room and found Susan pouring Italian minestrone soup into bowls on the dining table.
“How was your sleep?” Susan asked, smiling as Reba appeared.
Reba nodded. “Yeah, I really love the vibes of your house–it’s so homey!” she said honestly.
“Really? d to hear that! Sit down, you need to eat something. You’re looking so thin,” Susan said cheerfully.
Reba nodded, pulling out a chair at the dining table and sitting down, her stomach growling with hunger.
“So, Max said you’d be working as a daily maid for a while?” Susan asked as she ced two tes of potato gratin on the table.
Reba cleared her throat nervously and nodded. “Yeah, I need a daily ie until I
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Susan nodded. “Have you contacted the daily maid agency?” she asked curiously.
Reba nodded. “Yeah, um, actually, I’ve already got my first job,” she replied as she cut into the potato gratin and took a bite.
Susan looked up. “Really? Where?”
“Um, at the Specter mansion. They said they need a daily maid for a while…”
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