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"She used deceit, Ethan That's what she did She lied And she was good at it She could convince even the most powerful h to gain access to them," she says "Think about that for a moment"

I never really thought about it like that I guess Cheryl has a fucking point But what Brittney and I have together is fucking different I' husband that she's been hired to uncover

"Look, I'll prove to you that the prototype is fine," I say "I brought my tablet It's connected to the cameras in my apartment I'll power it on, and I'll show you that the prototype is still sitting in my briefcase, on the table"

I hold down the holows to life, and I click on the application that'll show Cheryl everything's fine Maybe then she'll get offtrust me

The app launches and I i is still I don't see Brittney anywhere She must've already left

I pan around to the living room, and I zoom in I see the couch … I see the table … but I don't see the briefcase

What the fuck? My heart sinks, and my pulse races I know I left that briefcase in plain view I should be seeing it I' to flood my head

I'ht? Fuck

"I know the briefcase is around here so around the apartment

"I thought you said it was on your living room table?" Cheryl asks

"It was… or I thought it was, but I could've misremembered," I say

"It's gone, Ethan," she says "I told you Brittney couldn't be trusted Nohat are we going to do?"

My heart now sinks even further as I realize Cheryl's right I'm not sure if this is what a broken heart feels like, but itclose

The realization finally sinks in Despite the fact that I knohat she did, I have to repeat it to myself

Brittney used me She stole the prototype