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I gave him everything MI6 had given me over the years…
But I didn’t give him everything I owned.
Not that I told Charlie that.
He carried to his car in duffel bags and opaque plastic tubs so as not to alarm the neighbors.
Once he was done, he said, “You should have two more paychecks coming, unless Alistair decides to be petty and hold them up for some bullshit reason.”
“He will. Count on it.”
“I’d like to help, but I can’t exactly fuck with the Director of Operations.”
“Don’t worry about it. I’ll be fine.”
“Well… I’ll miss you, Bauer.”
“I’ll miss you too, Charlie.”
He started towards his car, then turned back to me. “Your last name – Bauer – that’s not your real last name, right?”
“No.”
“What’re you gonna do about it?”
“Don’t know. Hadn’t considered it.” I paused. “I’ll probably keep it. Less of a hassle.”
He nodded. “Good luck.”
Then he got in his car and drove away.
I wish I could say I was as easily quit of Alistair as I was of my old job.
He came over to my house that night and rang my doorbell.
He started off apologetic. “Darling, this has all been a misunderstanding! Please, let me in so we can talk!”
Without opening the door, I informed him it was over and that I wanted him out of my life forever.
‘Apologetic’ quickly became ‘irritated.’ “Why would you do this to me?! I’ve never been anything but good to you!”
He eventually turned downright aggressive, pounding on my door with his fist and shouting, “You’re nothing without me – do you hear me?! You fucking ungrateful BITCH!”
I told him I was calling the police to have him removed for trespassing on my property.
He said I was bluffing.
When the cops showed up, he tried to bluster his way through it. “Do you know who I am?”
That was when I came out and explained to the police that he was my ex-fiancé and ex-boss, that he was harassing me, and would they please remove him from the premises.
When they forced him to leave, he was cursing me under his breath.
After that, I began to get the unnerving feeling that he was stalking me. I never saw him, but I had that ‘hairs standing up on the back of my neck’ feeling.
I wasn’t afraid of Alistair.
Not physically, anyway. I could whip his ass with both hands tied behind my back. In fact, I could probably do it hopping on one foot.
